Nightmare Bunny

It's a Family Business [Modern Mafia RP]

Me too!!! (Plus, with Allen and Saku here, how can I resist??)

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Ivy Aspen

“In which lots of people bother Ivy”

She’d tried to get over it. Really, she’d tried her best. But…

Nipple.

Rings.

Ivy Aspen had been chased by a sixty-foot Onix. She’d been mistaken for a child not once, but twice. She’d gotten lost (and summarily found) in the woods.

She just couldn’t deal with nipple rings right now.

Instead, she looked down at her Mareep and focused, very intensely, on feeding him. There would be no making eye contact with strange, ginormous exhibitionists. There would certainly be no looking at his—

At his—

ANYWAY.

Feeding Tesla.

Ah. Peace at last. She’d had a hard day. Seriously, was it really too much to ask for a few minutes to just sit down in silence and feed her Pokemon without any unnecessary interruptions?

And then someone poked her.
"Hey, hope you've got enough pies for everyone else here too!~"

Well, yes. Apparently it was.

Ivy looked up, and there was… a boy. Another giant, but this one didn’t quite live up to the standard that the other one had set. Skinny looking. Awful, uncombed purple hair. And a disgusting, sappily happy smile.

He was almost… glowing. It was revolting.

What, had he just come back from a tryst in the woods with his girlfriend? She’d sworn she’d seen a flash of red hair out of the corner of her eye, but maybe it had been a hallucination.

He was definitely giving Lord Tesla a very strange look, though, and Ivy definitely wasn’t sure that she liked that. How dare he? _{heathens must join or die}

"I don't ever recall seeing you in the lab... or with this group for that matter; are you a ninja or something that decided to accompany us?" he continued. Were his eyes… glimmering? What the fuck? How did he even do that? "Jests, the name is Yuu, and when did you join our little party of seven?"

The twinkling sparkle in his eyes strangely reminded Ivy of—

STOP NO DON’T THINK ABOUT IT.

More importantly… had he just said the word… “jests”? Who even said that nowadays?

She stood abruptly, whisking Tesla into her arms and leaving the Pecha Berry pie sitting in its Tupperware container on the rock. It sat there undefended, alone in the wilderness and undefended against hungry predators.

Bad move, Ivy. Very bad move.

Ivy, blissfully ignorant of the ramifications of what she had done, took a cool step backwards.

“Ivy,” she said shortly. She… really didn’t feel like explaining much right now. “I got separated from my group. Now I’m here.”

Honestly, she just wanted to be alone. She took yet another step back, and—

And then there were three.

"So, what are you two lovebirds doing over here?” said she of the purple hair. Why were so many people with purple hair, anyway? Were these two related, or something?

Also… what had she called them? Yeah, not funny.

"So, Yuu,” continued Abigail. “I guess you didn't find any pokemon out there? If you're that bad at finding pokemon, you're gonna have a really hard time ya know."

And now she was trapped in a conversation. Oh, boy.

“I,” she said robotically, with all the vocal modulation of a rock. “Was minding my own business. Alone. It was quite pleasant.”

She hugged her Mareep tightly to herself and stared miserably at her feet.

Arceus, what had she done to deserve this?

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<Snipped quote by Rune_Alchemist>

Oh, I did notice that she added them to the character tab; that one is for me to an extent so she has a reference when updating the app.

Also, yay for dying! We need more sacrifices for Lord Tesla!

@Savo

Tesla eats souls for breakfast. Sweets work too, though.

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How many times are we going to do this, jeebus xD

Next you know, Vec will end up jumping in on this and Sakura could end up rejoining xP

@Savo

But at least we won't have to create a new thread if that happens!

People come, people go, that's just the way the world works~~ XD

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I'm here I'm here I'm here xD

Feel like crap, but here.

Thanks for doing this, Bunny <3

I'll get a post up or something sometime when I'm feeling better/less tired

@Rune_Alchemist

You're welcome, sweetie~!!!

Get well soon! <3

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@Rune_Alchemist@Ogobrogo@XxFellsingxX@Savo@Pyromania99@Noklu

GET OVER HERE, KIDS >:D

I am the queen of copy-and-paste~~!!!

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Ivy Aspen

“WHAT IN THE NAME OF BLOODY FUCKING ARCEUS”

The sweet, summery smell of Pecha berries and cinnamon. The tiniest hint of a golden-yellow fruit. The deep richness of smooth brown sugar, melted into the butter and glistening beneath the cracks in the crisp, flaky lattice crust.

There was no doubt about it.

This pie was a work of art, matched only by the second piece of pie buried deep inside her backpack.

Tesla rumbled his contentment, and she patted his fluffy coat idly. This was her talent. This was what she had been born to do. No one baked like Ivy Aspen does.

And then there came the sound of stomping, from the bushes. One of Abigail’s missing compatriots? Girl and Pokemon raised their heads, nearly as one, and—

And Ivy nearly dropped her spork.

It was a giant. A giant with a blond Mohawk, and piercings everywhere. Probably the tallest person that Ivy had ever seen. He didn’t look particularly friendly, either. But more importantly…

He was shirtless. And he had—

He had—

H-h-had.

She couldn’t think it. It felt like a crime against humanity just to think about it. She felt like— like a pervert, or something!

Sunlight glinted, gently, off the metal. Ivy felt slightly faint.

He had n-n—

A nipple ring.

This boy needed Arceus. And badly. Like... right, fucking, now.

She looked down again, struggling to keep a straight face. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. That just… it wasn’t decent. People weren’t supposed to walk around half-naked! What would that do to— to public morale? To the social order?

People like that could bring mighty empires to their knees. It was probably someone like that who’d killed Julius Caesar.

Meanwhile, displeased at the interruption to his meal, Tesla was… well, gosh. Mareeps couldn’t learn Mean Look, but Tesla was sure as hell trying.

But was it really okay for Tesla to look at something so… indecent? He couldn’t be a particularly old Pokemon, after all.

“Tesla, don’t look,” Ivy whispered, with about as much urgency as her perpetually flat voice would permit. “Give him some privacy.”

She offered him a sporkful of pie as payment. That seemed to work: the Mareep took the pie and settled back down on her lap. In the meantime, Super-sized Exhibitionist disappeared into his tent…

Could that thing even be described as a tent? It looked more like… a blanket. With some sticks in it. In fact, she could still kind of see him lounging around in there. At least he was wearing a shirt now.

Then she settled back down to finish off the pie. It had been delicious earlier, but now it just tasted like ash in her mouth. There was still about half of it left. Tesla was a voracious eater with very pointy teeth, but he took incredibly small bites.

Would her parents have forced her to go on this stupid journey if they’d known she’d be travelling with this?

Well, knowing her mother... probably.

“Head down, Ivy,” she mumbled to herself. “Don’t make eye contact.”

@Nightmare Bunny

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_{-Route 29-}

Some say that everything happens for a reason, that the universe tries to keep balance in nature. A man misses his cab which ends up rounding a corner and being t-boned by a truck, or a woman forgets her keys in her apartment and walks back in to see that she left the stove on. Perhaps it was that force which caused Noah to notice that one of his shoes was untied. Perhaps it was that force which caused Noah, who would otherwise ignore such a thing, to stop suddenly, bend over, and tie it. Perhaps it was that force which sent the right Pidgey in the right place at the right time to drop the bomb which would land dead center on Noah’s back.

Or maybe Pidgeys are just flying sacks of shit.

In any case, Noah noticed immediately what had happened. You don’t get to live in the Goldenrod slums without knowing a thing or two about Pidgey shit. So when he heard the caw followed by the splash...Noah simply groaned. Before he even rose back to his feet, Noah pulled his shirt off, careful not to get any of the rancid crap on his skin or hair. It stank. Bad. And there was no getting it out of the fabric. Not out in the middle of nowhere, like he was. So his options were either to haul the shitstain to the nearest Pokecenter which...was still like half a day away, clean it here, or ditch the damn thing.

He tossed it off to the side of the “path” then cleared out the leaves and branches from the small area. When he was done, he whistled for Bowser who had been sniffing at his poor shirt. The pooch looked directly at him. If Nikki was right, then the little dude was a ‘Houndour’, a Dark/Fire type. Now, Noah couldn’t know for sure but...well...Bowser LOOKED like a ‘Houndour, didn’t he? He at least looked like he’d be down for arson. Which was excellent. That was exactly what he needed…

But…

“Well...y’know...burn it?” Noah suggested to the pooch. Bower simply continued to look up at him and pant, floppy tongue hanging out the corner of his mouth. Right...how did this thing work?

Noah tried pointing at the shirt and simply saying “Burn.” That didn’t work. Just caused Bowser to look at the shirt then back to Noah. He tried saying it louder, but that just excited the little guy, who was now wiggling his hind back and forth along with his tail. And trying to say it even louder just resulted in the pooch barking at him. Like it wanted to play.

…

Great.

Noah sighed and rubbed his eyes with his hand. This was...difficult. So...Noah walked over to Bowser, picked him up, carried him over to the shirt, and placed the dog right beside it. He pointed Bowser’s face toward the pit and said very slowly and very loudly, “F I R E.”

Bowser looked at the shirt for quite some time, then back to Noah, then back to the shirt.

He approached it...slowly…

He sniffed it...slowly…

He circled it...slowly…

He approached it...slowly…

He raised one hind leg...slowly...

…and he tinkled...softly.

He started to turn back to Noah, tail a-wagging, proud and ready to show the guy what he could do, but a loud, annoyed groan from him startled the pooch. Startled him fiercely. So fiercely, in fact, that Bowser jumped and, to the surprise of all, hiccup a small ball of fire. It tumbled down to the shirt, which quickly and easily caught flame.

Bowser stiffened up before turning back to Noah, but he didn’t complete the turn. Noah had already crossed over and swept him up into his arms.

“Good boy!” he said.

…

Bowser liked that.

He REALLY liked that.

His tail was beating like crazy.

He WAS a good boy. It was about time somebody actually noticed.

…

Noah watched the shirt burn for a few moments, but it didn’t last long. There wasn’t that much fabric and it was pretty flame-friendly. Great news for accidents like this, not so much for the projected lifespan of his wardrobe. Once it was mostly finished, Noah crossed over and stomped the remaining embers down. Fire, surprisingly enough, was great for Pidgey shit. It burned well and didn’t leave much more than a bit of an odor behind. Granted, it was a pretty rank odor, but at least it wouldn’t stick to him.

---

He carried Bowser away from the makeshift firepit and down the path a bit more when he heard a sound.

Rather two sounds.

Two...familiar sounds.

Fuck…

"P-put me down this instant!"

…

Noah didn’t think, just moved. He recalled Bowser and hastily flew down the path, dodging branches above and below when he finally came to a bit of a clearing. At least enough to see the two fucks across the way. Fuckboi was holding Ginger up…

Noah cracked his knuckles. What? She might be annoying as all get out, but he wasn’t about to let something like...like…

"U-unhand me immediately y-you-"

...Noah stopped and raised an eyebrow when Fuckboi complied. Not exactly how assholes like him normally respond in these situations but hey...first time for everything…

...is what he would have thought. But the way the two went on from there made it pretty clear to Noah that he had misread the situation. Attacks usually didn’t involve that much fucking chatter. Whatever. Noah turned around and simply left. Whatever kind of sick fantasies they were playing out all the way out here, Noah REALLY didn’t want to know.

What he did want to know was how quickly could he get back to camp. Last thing he wanted was some fucking Pidgey seeing his nipple rings shining and swooping down to snatch ‘em. Would it happen? Probably not. But Pidgey were fucking stupid, man...so who knows.

---

The answer to his question was...well...apparently pretty damn quickly. He thought he had went quite a ways out but he was back at camp within fifteen minutes...give or take. When he arrived, he saw the Butch Bitch fucking around her tent and…

And...uh…

...uh...

…

Where’d the kid come from? Are people just leaving children in the woods? Did…

...did Butch Bitch have her locked away in her bags or something?

Noah was going to say something, but...well…

The fluffy pokemon, the one being fed by the twelve-year-old…

It looke-no...GLARED at Noah…_{possibly.It’s kind of hard to tell where those things are looking.}

Now, Noah has never been what one might call a spiritual man but...It felt as if something were peering into his very soul...observing him...judging him…

Noah shuddered. He felt incredibly uncomfortable.

Something wasn’t right with that thing, no sir. It wasn’t right. No way, no how. But Noah didn’t dare attempt to challenge the beast. Rather, he decided to stay as far away from that creature as possible. Same as Spooky Ginger.

So Noah simply covered up his nips and crossed over to his ‘tent’. Once there, he found his bag, ruffled around, and found another shirt, this one for a band called ‘BRN’. He then quickly put his stuff away, save for a candy bar.

Noah called out Bowser and the two ended up laying out a top Noah’s sleeping bag, using his shirt as a pillow, and sharing some kind of candy. It wasn’t the greatest, but neither of them had vomited...

Yet.

@Ogobrogo

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Ivy Aspen

“Campsite, Sweet Campsite”

“Er, sorry. You just really don’t look like you’re sixteen,” said Little Miss Purple Hair. “Abigail Blanchett… from Olivine, mostly.”

Arceus almighty, couldn’t this girl take a hint and just… drop it?

But it would do no good to insult her travelling companion, so Ivy sighed once more to herself, deeply this time, and forced herself to think of all the sweets she could make once she got to the nearest Pokemon center.

Maybe a nice, simple Opera gateau? Delicate almond sponge, soaked in rich coffee syrup and sandwiched between smooth layers of ganache… it sounded like heaven. Or perhaps she could whip up a platter of choux à la crème, each one piped full with thick custard and dusted with icing sugar?

Even the thought of baking was enough to make her feel better. That was probably the worst part of her parents kicking her out of the house — baking in the wilderness seemed nigh impossible. And how was she going to achieve her dream of becoming Johto’s best patisserie if she couldn’t even get in any practice?

“…because I won’t come looking for ya.”

Ivy blinked. The little Nidoran was waving one tiny purple paw at her, and its trainer was still talking. Well, she’d missed more than half of what Abigail had said. Oh well.

She followed the other girl dutifully, staring at the ground and watching the leaves crumble into dust beneath her sneakers. Tesla padded by her side, emanating a strangely malicious aura.

Abigail’s Nidoran didn’t seem to care much, though — it was bouncing close by Ivy’s Mareep, and seemed to be… poking him every so often? Even as Ivy watched in fascination, Tesla snarled in irritation, static electricity crackling off his coat.

When she thought about it, well… it was a little strange, really.

She’d never had a Pokemon of her own before, but her parents’ Pokemon had never seemed nearly as angry as Tesla did. She’d figured that his temper was due to him being a new Pokemon, but… Abigail’s Nidoran seemed perfectly friendly. Maybe a little too friendly, actually.

Well, there was nothing she could do about it, and since Tesla obeyed her, it didn’t seem like it would be much of an issue. Ivy shrugged to herself, and resolved not to think about unnecessary things anymore.

"Well, uh here we are. Seems like everyone else is off at the moment, though." Abigail said. Ivy’s head shot up — they had arrived, apparently.

"So...make yourself...comfortable I guess? I dunno. I'm gonna get some food though, so do whatever you want."

Abigail wandered off. That was fine - honestly, Ivy preferred silence.

“Okay,” Ivy mumbled, to the purple-haired girl’s retreating back. She had a foldable tent in her bag, so she busied herself for a few minutes by setting it up. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a particularly difficult task, and soon she found herself with nothing to do.

At least there was a conveniently placed rock in the center of the clearing. She sat on it, and quickly realized that she had very little to do. Was there even anyone else here? She hadn’t seen anyone yet.

Well, when all else fails… eat! She rifled through her bag: out came her trusty spork and exactly one slice of Pecha berry pie, freshly baked as of that morning and sealed in a Tupperware container.

“Tesla,” she said lifelessly. “Come here.”

The Mareep leapt into her lap, and she ruffled his fur gently, giving him a rare smile. She fed him a spoonful of pie carefully. She wasn’t big on Pokemon, and this whole journey seemed like a waste of time, but… she didn’t mind having Tesla around. He was pretty cute, after all.

Even if he did seem a little bit evil.

And if that Onix came back… at least her Pokemon would be well-fed.

@Nightmare Bunny

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~Abigail Blanchett~

“I’m sixteen years old, Perhaps you should get your eyes checked.”

Abigail blinked at the statement. Sounds like she stepped on a nerve.

This kid was sixteen years old? She sure as hell didn't look like it, but if she said she was...well, she didn't exactly have much room to dispute that fact. Thinking about it logically though, she probably was sixteen. She had a pokemon after all, and she didn't exactly look like the shady type. Of course, that might just be the fact she smelled like she had just walked out of a bakery but Abigail didn't think much of it.

“Regardless, if you’re a trainer as well, then I will have to follow you, at least until we reach Cherrygrove, I was unfortunately separated from my group by a wild Onix attack. Anyway,If we’re going to be traveling together, then I should introduce myself. I’m Ivy Aspen, from Ecruteak City. It’s a pleasure, I suppose.”

Separated from her group after being attacked by a wild Onix? That sounded...rather bad, actually. Abigail furrowed her brow slightly at hearing it. The girl was lucky to get out mostly unharmed from the looks of her, if that was the case. But then, what had happened to the other trainers? The thought actually caused Abigail to fall silent for a moment, before she replied. Worst case scenario...was that they were wiped out by that Onix.

...she would hope for the best, at least, but for now they had bigger problems. Hopefully that Onix won't be bothering them anytime soon.

"Er, sorry. You just really don't look like your sixteen." Tyrian shifted from where he rested in Abigails arms against her chest. He tilted his head quizzically at Ivy, before waving. "Abigail Blanchett...from Olivine, mostly." She turned around, and started heading back to their camp. It'd probably be better to go ahead and maybe introduce her to the others. Or at least get her acquainted with everyone until they got to Cherrygrove.

"Nice to meet ya, I guess. I'll take you back to our campsite, just try not to get lost because I won't come looking for ya." She said over her shoulder. Tyrian squirmed free of her arms and tumbled to the ground again, before walking over and staring up at Tesla, tilting its head quizzically as they walked, poking the electric type with its paws every few steps. There was a bit of silence between the two as Abigail honestly wasn't one much for small talk, and Ivy didn't seem to be either. Thankfully, they weren't all that far from the campsite, and soon they had arrived back at the clearing they were at earlier.

"Well, uh here we are. Seems like everyone else is off at the moment, though." Abigail said when they arrived. "So...make yourself...comfortable I guess? I dunno. I'm gonna get some food though, so do whatever you want." She walked away from the other girl, and back to her and Cerise's tent.

@Rune_Alchemist