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    1. Noire 11 yrs ago

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Lugia said
Hey, Noire, just letting you know, Tyranitar's not a dragon type.It's a Rock/Dark type.


Well, that's a weird typing. I'm honestly surprised. Fixed it.
"Fantastic." Hex muttered, watching as an armored tail slammed into the amorphous blob. "Just.. absolutely great."

She fluttered higher into the air, and began stirring up a gust with her wings. They fluttered rapidly, forming another mortar of winds. On the ground, the Tyranitar was lashing out, roaring at their team. Matt and Josh had arrived, Matt with a spurt of water, Josh raising a reflective light shield. It's green armored plating seemed that it could shrug off any attack thrown at it, however, and the water just seemed to slide off it. Some of the water managed to get into the crevices between the plating, but it really didn't do much damage. It stomped about the campsite, whipping it's tail around. The tail would easily be a problem, with it's strength, size, and length, as it could easily hit any opponents around him. Not to account in the fact that one simple smack of it's arm could easily knock out any pokemon around their level or size. It was quite the opponent, and could easily take any one of them out.

Hex released her gust, setting the wind upon it. It was well concentrated - to any other pokemon around her level, it would easily shove them down and away. However, the winds hit the Tyranitar with a dull thump, as if she had just threw a pillow at it. The Tyranitar turned an armored head toward her, noticing her high in the air. "No, no, no, nope.." She moved slightly higher into the air. Hopefully Shannon would arrive soon. Those ice moves of his would certainly help with the attacker, hopefully being rather strong. Josh seemed to be running out of water quickly, so they needed to get him to a pond or a stream or some melted ice quickly. Nearby, she noticed a Sableye and Mawile by a cave near by the camp. They strayed away from any eye contact with Anthony, seeming rather shy. She began stirring up another gust high in the air, but the Tyranitar's rampaging made it hard to concentrate.
Hey look, new person!

Also, sorry about not posting at all as of recent; school bit me in the ass, and my procrastination has begun to catch up with me. I'll try to make my post when available. But a new person should add some new interest.
Name: Connor Stark


Age: 22


Sex: Male


Appearance/Description:


Personality:


A rather sarcastic young vigilante, Connor Stark has a reputation as the most annoying thief within the kingdom. He has almost driven certain authority figures to the point of pure madness in interrogations, and even most of his fellow thieves would rather drive a stake through their foot before working with him. His sarcasm and general disliking toward others would lead him to be a difficult partner. He has a habit of talking and mumbling to himself during jobs, usually at the vital times of the mission when he's supposed to be quiet.


Preferred Weapon(s):


Dagger, Blackjack


Abilities and Specialties:


Disguise/Parkour


Bio:


Connor Stark does not know, or remember much about his path. He prefers not to mention it. However, if you do press him and threaten him hard enough, he will weave a tail of thieves long past his generation, and apprenticeships, and great escapes. Connor Stark was born with larceny and greed running through his veins. His father was an old hand, a veteran thief who hadn't lost his taste for the sport. His father, Thomas Stark, had robbed quite a bit in his youth, but lost his strength and endurance over time, slowly becoming more and more detached. His mother was more on the innocent side. She fell in love with his father's roguishness and vigilantism, and married him. Connor was born in a small, wooden cottage, dustily carpeted, and an orange flame flickering nearby during a harsh winter's month. Unfortunately, his mother did not make it through the birth, but that did not unduly worry Connor Stark. For a long, several years, Connor Stark and Thomas Stark survived off of thievery. Thomas taught him the tools of the trade, the basics. How to pickpocket, how to sneak, how to stay quiet. Unfortunately, Connor always had a side in him that was restless and eager, who couldn't stay quiet or silent for the thief life.

Connor Stark and Thomas Stark had a relatively rough relationship, but it didn't stop them from being thieves together. Thomas taught Connor everything he knew, from the last pick pocketing strategy to how to quietly scale a wall. Connor listened.. most of the time. A fair chunk of it was him trying to spend his time being a real child, but Thomas insisted learning how to steal and cheat was important. Connor Stark was eventually left to fend for himself, at about thirteen years of age. It was a sour deal. The pair went to a fairly well guarded house, to give him some pointers about that kind of thing. Unfortunately, the king's guards were nearby. Connor would usually skim around this part, vaguely describing some details. His father had breathed his last breath. After Thomas passed, Connor was forced to steal alone, which was not a great time for him. A lone thief is a caught thief, and he was captured multiple times. Each time, he was strapped to a chair, his hands bound, and he was interrogated. Luckily, he picked up a couple of knacks from his father, and spent most of his time out of jail. Most of it, anyways. And so, Connor spent his time thieving. His heart grew more and more bitter, and he gained more of a taste for treasure and riches. Connor changed.

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(( WIP ))

I'll have the finished product soon
I have a very, very slight hope that this might survive in the end. Though, it seems a fair chunk a'people have lost interest in it.
Working on a post, might have it up soon.
Huzzah! The OOC is up! Just a quick question, though before I start working on my app: What do you mean by abilities and specialties?
KaBling said
So anyway, can someone please make movie posters of our teams, in a Left 4 Dead (2) style?


I think this is what you were thinking?

Image I based it off of.
Seems like a nice RP, and I've always preferred the thief/rogue class. I'm interested.
Team Scarab is currently in Crystal Chasm, doing a mission with two rival camps and a Tyranitar.

The Odd One's Out are doing a mission in Foggy Plains involving the void crystal, and they're currently fighting Desia and Quartzil.
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