Ogo

Closed.

@HushedWhispers
So, good news, bad news.

The good news is that I just got a offered a pretty rockin' new position with my company. And I saw a butterfly.

The bad news is that the position is located in Japan. I'll be leaving either this Friday or next, and between the move, the new job, and...other things...I'm afraid I'm not sure how my schedule is going to look. I know that I probably won't have internet for a while, but even when it comes back on, I'm not exactly sure how much time I'm going to have. So with that said, I'm going to have to drop. Heart-breaking, I know...

However, since @King Kindred seems pretty interested in joining, maybe take a look at their CS as the replacement? I remember being in an RP with 'em a while back, the name escapes me, but their character caught me as being pretty interesting.

...actually, I think I ended up leaving that one due to work-related stuffs too. Huh. Work sucks, dude.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Gwen King: Outside Elm’s Lab :A Maiden’s Tears

"Y-you're a meanie pants and n-nothing but a bully!"

Gwen raised an eyebrow at that one. Not exactly the response she was expecting, but alright. What the hell was going on over here? She looked from the redhead who...fuck, was she crying? She was crying. Was it purple head? She didn’t get a chance to find out, as the girl up and bolted from where she was sitting. Gwen crossed her arms and narrowed her eye at the purple dude. Was he getting his kicks off making little girls cry?

...Maybe this little girl needed to give him a reason to cry. Yeah, he was a bit taller than her, but how tall would he be with her leg halfway up his ass?

…

Alright, so he’d be the same height. Justice still would have been dealt and she would have a comfy new legwarmer. Purple was even her color.

He turned to her and flashed a disgusting little smug smile that practically screamed 'Slap Me, Gwen! I am an Enemy of Womenkind!'. It made her sick. What, was he proud of what he just did? Did he think he was going to get away with it with her too? Not a fuckin’ chance, buddy.

“Yeah, I’m here for a pokemon today also.”

Oh great. Reward the asshat with a Pokemon. Bah.

“I can acutely presume you and Avery are here to procure Pokemon of your own today too…”

No, she just enjoyed asking random fuckin’ strangers questions about their day. OF COURSE SHE WAS THERE FOR A POKEMON. Gwen’s mouth tightened and she could feel her hand ball up tighter than it was. A part of her had to know she was just getting herself fired up, but that would mean accepting that she might be overreacting. That ain’t happening.

“...hey, nice Own Tempo tanktop by the way. Didn’t know you were a fan of them too.”

Huh?

Gwen’s mouth softened, and she dropped her arms, her hands no longer balls of pain and facewrecking. Did he...this dude was a fan of Own Tempo? They were probably one of her top five bands, easily. They were pretty big, but...well, she didn’t know of many other people in the town that had ever heard of them.

...surely a fan of Own Tempo couldn’t be a total jackass? He at least deserved the benefit of the doubt.

“Before I deviate much, I never got to know your name, despite the fact that we’ve probably lived in this same town together for quite some time. My name is Yuu Nozomu. Yours Miss?”

Gwen blinked. “Uh, yeah, call me Gwen,” she began hesitantly. She stiffened and shifted her weight over to her good leg before starting again. “What...what was that all about?” She raised an eyebrow and pointed back in the direction that the redhead had ran. She had her doubts about this Yuu guy, but before she smashed his face in, she should probably get his side of the story.

Excuses now, punches later.

Kingdom Hearts: Shattered Planes (Open to Applications!)

Eeeeh, they put quite a bit of effort into making their world here. It would just be wrong to snatch that up. It's a shame this didn't go anywhere, but we'll just have to let it rest in peace. That being said, should anyone find another good KH RP or decides to make a different one altogether, by all means, let a frogman know. xD

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

NINJA'D!
Take that society!

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Gwen King: The Path to Elm’s Lab :Prologue

As she strolled along the path to Elm’s Lab, Gwen found herself humming some infectious pop song that she had caught on the radio that morning. And the night before. And earlier that day. Thinking about it, most of the radio stations she had access to tended to repeat a lot of the same stuff...except that crappy talk show with that Glenn Somethingorother. She had caught Avery listening to it before, which was surprising. Then she had learned that he had absolutely no idea what the dude was talking about, which bored him, which lead to his taking of a nap. Whatever works, yeah?

She was just rather happy. She had been looking forward to this day, the day she could finally get out of the itty-bitty village she was stranded in and see the worl- Gwen came to a stop, grimacing. Avery ended up walking into her, but she managed to catch herself before she fell. Something felt off…

Gwen looked down at her legs and frowned. She was wearing a pair of faded gray jeans. It was a bit too hot for jeans in her opinion but…

Something was definitely off. She’d have to take a look at it later, but something didn’t feel smooth…

“Need a ride?”

The sudden voice gave Gwen a bit of a start. She snapped out of her thoughts to see Avery kneeling in front of her, back towards her, and head turned back to face her. He was wearing that goofy, soft smile he always had, and his eyes had the usual gentle, yet distant quality to them . She was blushing, both embarrassed that he would offer such a thing and annoyed that he didn’t think she could do it.

She scoffed and sputtered. “N-no! I can do it. And I don’t need your help to do so either, Wonderdork.” she replied, taking a step towards him and flicking his forehead before crossing her arms and looking off to the right at some distant anything, an exaggerated pout taken root on her face. Avery blinked, rubbed his forehead, then gave her a nod before standing back up.

Gwen marched past him. She was favoring her right leg a bit more than usual, but...well, her hands were tied at the moment. She’d take care of things later. For now, all she needed to do was focus on getting to the lab. Then she’d get her first Pokemon. Then she could finally start her journey...

Avery trailed Gwen like a puppy, never straying too far from her side, yet constantly getting distracted by all the surroundings. And the two continued down the path

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Avery Garfield and Gwen King: Outside Elm’s Lab :Prologue

As Avery and Gwen approached Elm’s Lab, Avery could swear he heard voices. He checked behind him, but he didn’t see any ninja. He checked his hair for tiny scalp villagers, but to no success. He even briefly closed his eyes and tried to smell the voices. That worked about as well as one would expect. Avery quickly grew bored and lost interest. Besides, if he did want to know, he could just ask one of the two other people standing outside Elm’s Lab.

He looked over at Gwen who was scanning the two of them. Gwen was kind of scary looking when she was scanning people. He poked her once when she was doing this. She yelled and tried to bite off his finger. Losing a finger would be scary.

Hey Avery! Y’know what’s not scary?!

Avery smiled. It sounded like Brainbro was awake. Avery loved Brainbro. The little dude always had the best ideas.

What’s that, Brainbro?

Trees, Avery! Trees are your friends.

Avery liked having trees. Avery liked having friends. Maybe it was time for him to get some treefriends? Yeah...that would be awesome. Avery thanked Brainbro, who had already retreated back to the halls of knowledge. He then began looking the trees nearby. They were awesome. Some were small, others were big, why...one even had a BirdBike! It made sense, really. Birds had to get to places from time to time. What better use than the BirdBike? Avery would love to ride a BirdBike one day. He would soar the skies spreading joy and love. But he would have to be a bird first. That was just a risk he was willing to take.

There was some movement in the branches below the tree, but Avery missed just about all of it, too engrossed in the BirdBike and all its glory.

As Avery’s eyes got tired and dropped down from their high perch, he noticed a redheaded girl with NO EYES walking his way. NO EYES. That was amazing. He couldn’t imagine having no eyes. He waited for a moment, thinking of some of the stuff he wouldn’t be able to. He could ask Gwen about it some time. She would know about that. Or at least, she would know about half of it.

...Avery turned back to Gwen but saw that she still had that scary look on her face. He started to ask anyway, but his tongue flobbled when it needed to wabble, and that little setback was enough to kill his interest.

As Gwen stood watching the two figures at the door, Avery snapped back to what he was doing and stepped around the little girl and between the two strangers. He looked at the large set of doors that were, sadly, too small for him. Ignoring the others completely, Avery began knocking on one of the doors.

“Alfie! Come out and play!”

Gwen stared on in disbelief at her adoptive brother and his...err...rather free-spirited nature. She stood at the beginning of the path up to the lab and waited a moment. Completely and utterly hopeless, this guy was. She liked the guy, but seriously, he was a bit of an airhead. Still, it wouldn’t do to just stand there like an idiot…

Avery knocked on the door again and repeated his invitation to ‘Alfie.’

Gwen shuddered then strolled up to the tiny group forming. She merely offered a tiny wave and stuck with a safe bet.

“So uh...either of you here to see Elm about a Pokemon?”

Gwen silently wished that they would answer no. She didn’t mind other people...but...well she didn’t know these people - correction, the guy with purple hair looked VAGUELY familiar. She MAY have seen him around town, but that’s about all he had. In any case, she hadn’t been expecting too many people. Oh well...she knew that she would be traveling with somebody, but she had figured it would probably be a two person deal, just Avery and herself. This was…

Maybe she was just overthinking things. Gwen forced her patented lazy grin as she moved into a place a bit farther back from the door and the other peeps.

Avery must have gotten bored with trying to coax his little buddy from his hidey-hole, because he soon broke away from the door, found a spot in the grass a few feet away, and plopped down with his arms folded behind his head. He then began watching the shapes the clouds make. With not a worry in the world, not a shred of responsibility or doubt, Avery found that he could glady spend days at a time just cloudgazing. The world truly was a most excellent story-teller.

A butterfly fluttering by landed on the giant’s nose for a few moments before taking off again. That was fine with Avery. Sometimes a little guy just needed some rest. He had to do that from time to time as well.

If the little group by the door was still talking then he was missing every word. And that too was fine with Avery.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Well...if we didn't have the skype group, this poor OOC would be near fifty pages by now T-T

Kingdom Hearts: Shattered Planes (Open to Applications!)

Aww. I saw this and thought I would have really liked to join. Its just too bad the GM's dropped out themselves.

@Strawberry425

The disappointment is real T.T

Closed.

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Jordan, while enjoying the slow burn of the day’s first cigarette, managed to catch something falling out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head just in time to see a shoe fall from the sky and land in the middle of the bombshell’s little group. A shoe. From the air. Well, she wasn’t in Ohio anymore…

Based on the wind and the angle of the shoe’s decent, Jordan traced its trajectory back to its source.

…

Alright, so she simply looked past the group and saw a dude wearing only one shoe. Let a girl have a little fun, would ya? Jordan made note of the dude, due in part to the beard. So far it seemed like Californian men had more gorgeous facial hair and more free-spirited footwear than the guys back home. Not exactly what she had pictured, but whatever. The blonde, not missing a beat, kicked the shoe back, said a couple things, then left.

She seemed to notice Jordan as she passed, offering a smile and a wave. The tiny redhead returned both before returning to her survey of the cars in the lot. Seriously, there were some nice wheels out there. Not as nice as hers, but hey, not everyone could be so blessed.

“Yo Red, mind if I bum a smoke?”

The voice pierced through Jordan’s inner monologue. She frowned slightly. Red? How dreadfully original. Truly, the creativity of it was overwhelming. Why, Jordan could barely maintain her footing, the urge to swoon growing ever stronger. She turned to face the would-be nicotine poacher. She was met by a taller chick with a tight blonde pixie cut and piercings galore across her face. Her bare arms were covered in tattoos. Back home, this chick probably would have been burned as a witch.

A whistle snapped Jordan out of her thoughts. Seriously, she needed to stop with that.

“Yeah, my eyes are up here.” The blonde gestured to her face. “You can take a picture if ya want, but it’ll cost ya a cig. Whaddya say, we got a deal?”\

Jordan was caught off guard, but found herself laughing after a beat. She nodded as she pulled the pack from her pocket.

“Pfft, yeah alright.” she managed to spit out as she slid the pack open and pushed a stick out towards the blonde. The pierced girl grabbed it and popped it in her mouth. She waited a beat then sighed.

“Alllrriiighhht..am I supposed to light this off your hair or what? C’mon Red, hook a sistah up?”

Jordan rolled her eyes but still found herself chuckling. She pulled out the lighter and started to hand it to the girl, stopping abruptly and swiping it away just as Blondie began to reach for it.

“Enough with this Red crap, okay? It’s Jordan. Jooordaaan. Got it?”

It was the blonde woman’s turn to roll her eyes. She exaggerated a pout before speaking. “Fiiiinnnne. Jooordaaan it is. Now light me?” Satisfied, Jordan grinned widely as she lit the lighter and held it up for the blonde chick to start the cigarette. She took a long drag and held it for a moment for letting it go. “Tyler.” Jordan blinked, not quite catching what the blonde had muttered. She started to ask when the blonde looked at her and repeated herself. “The name’s Tyler. Nice ta meetcha, Red.” Jordan shook her head. It was disgusting cliche, but whatever.

They smoked together for a few, exchanging the usual information. Eventually, though, Tyler glanced down at her phone and swore. She thanked Jordan for the cigarette and started to walk away, but she stopped for a moment and turned back.

“Hey uh...just throwing this out there, but if yer not doing anything tonight, there’s supposed to be this huge party at the Shangri-La. A couple of the toffs are hosting it, so it should be pretty stellar. You should stop by. Anyway, see ya ‘round.”

Jordan didn’t have a chance to respond before Tyler had left. She was missing some crucial elements here, like, where was the Shangri-La? And what time was the party? ...and what was a toff? She blinked a couple times then finished up her cigarette, throwing it to the ground and crushing it under her shoe. Whatever. A party, eh? She hadn’t been much of a partier back home but...no, no, she couldn’t. She had to cover the shift. She was here to learn, not...uh…

She pulled out her phone and opened the message from her coworker. Her thumb hovered over the screen for a moment...then it typed out an excuse before pressing send. To hell with it. She needed to live a little. Have some fun. Like, why even be here if she was just going to go to work, go to class, then go home? This was a Hollywood party. What kind of dweeb would turn that down? Content with her impulsive decision, Jordan headed off to finish some errands she wanted to run.

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Wow uh...talk about out of place.

Jordan found her way to the Shangri-La, which for the record, MUCH nicer than anything she’d seen before, and made her way to the rooftop. The atmosphere nearly drowned the poor girl. The guests were for the most part, dressed waaay snazzy. Much more than she, considering she was still wearing the same jeans from earlier that day, ones which had obviously seen better days. She did change her shirt, though. She was wearing a gray t-shirt with the Red Hot Chili Pepper’s red asterisk on the front. Over that she wore a long-sleeved red and blue plaid button-up. But it wasn’t just the clothes. Everything seemed a bit extravagant, at least by her tastes. The little lanterns, for example, seemed to scream classy...or red-light district. And the bar! ...which seemed to be carding. Jordan swore under her breath. That was a bummer. The music was pretty righteous. Not stuff she normally listened to, but it was catchy.

She scanned the roof, looking for Tyler or anyone else familiar. No dice. Maybe she was early? It was Blondie’s fault for not telling her a time. Jordan frowned, but quickly switched back to a pleasant grin as she made her way through the crowd. It was hard to make out specific conversations with the music going as it did, so the tiny girl found herself rendered basically deaf. And her diminutive size made it rather impossible to see over people. So she was blind as well. Fun that. Just as she was making such a shrewd observation, the music cuts off abruptly. The next few notes that rolled out of the speakers had Jordan squeal in glee. She’d know those lyrics anywhere…

Somehow, Jordan found a way out of the maze of people. She ended up right below the stage. That worked. If she couldn’t get a drink, she might as well enjoy some music and dance a little. So she did. She wasn’t the best dancer around, but fun was fun, and Jordan liked fun. So dance to your heart’s content, little ginger.

Closed.

@gowia
xD bonus points for using my favorite band.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

Avery Garfield: New Bark Town :Prologue

A young man sleeping soundly on the soft grass under the tall tree began to stir. The shade from the tree had shifted slightly, and now the sun had unrestricted access to his face. It was abusing the privilege.

The lad rose to a sitting position, chasing away the remaining slumber sadly. He scooted backwards, entering the protection of the tree once more. He could have sat in that shade all day. It felt good. He still had the sun on his skin, but he wasn’t sweating and it wasn’t directly on his eyes. And the breeze…

AHH…

It was going to be a good day. Maybe he would go for a walk. He could go down around the forest, maybe catch sight of some of the Sentret out on 29.

Wait. Was he supposed to do something today? There was napping...but he already did that. Then...no, napping was pretty much all he had planned. Oh well. Probably wasn’t that important. A yawn escaped him. He pulled out an old notepad from his pocket, along with a pen, and flipped it open, searching for a blank piece of paper to doodle on.. He passed a few pages full of scribbles, doodles, the occasional note, a crudely drawn map of the town, a to-do list, then finally the blank page. Well, mostly blank. It had something written at the top.

FUTURE AVERY,

BE AT ELM’S TODAY

YOURS TRULY,

PAST AVERY

Oh. Oh yeah, that was today, wasn’t it. He was going to…

OH SNAP!

The lad named Avery shot up to his feet, dropping the pen and pad in the process. He bent, picking up both and slamming them into his pockets. Today was the day! How could he have forgot?! He was so excited the night before! He grabbed the backpack he had been using as a pillow. A little smile crawled its way to his face. That’d explain why he had so much stuff crammed into his pack. Good call, Avery of Days Past.

Now he just had to…

Had to go to…

Elm’s Lab.

But…

When?

“Heeey.”

Avery, hearing the sound, looked over to his right.

And smiled.

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Gwen King: New Bark Town :Prologue

Tap.

Tap.

Taptap.

The annoyed tapping continued, growing louder and more frequent. The source? The tiny girl standing at the door to the bathroom in her parents’ home. Waiting for her big brother to finish up and vacate the damn thing. Seriously, if he was taking this long, he might have a problem. See a doctor, see a shrink, hell see anybody as long as it meant getting the fuck off the toilet.

“C’mon already, dude. You’ve been in there for an hour!

There was no response to her whining. So she tried again.

“I just need in for like, five minutes. Then you can go back to, uh, whatever you’re doing.

Still no response. That...was not quite like Avery. He was a bit dense, yeah, but he’d have said SOMETHING by now. Gwen tried the doorknob. The door swung wide open. The tiny girl frowned deeply, looking into the empty bathroom. Not going to lie, she felt pretty stupid. Good thing nobody saw that.

“Heh. Priceless.”

Gwen quickly turned to see the hulking beast of a man known to the world as Avery Victor Garfield XXVII. Nearly seven feet of bulging muscle, moustache, and meaniness. He flashed her a toothless smile then continued on to the next room. Gwen sighed. At least she was going away for a bit. That was one way to dodge Papa Garfield’s teasing...but damn, that man never did forget a thing.

She entered the bathroom and finished getting ready.

Shortly later, Gwen returned to her room. She checked her bags again to make sure she had everything she wanted to bring with her. She got a glimpse of herself in the mirror. With her bag and her guitar case both on her back, she looked a little bit silly. Especially with the Own Tempo tank top she was sporting. It was like she was about to embark on a woefully unprepared camping trip. Which...wasn’t too far off the mark.

Huh.

She said goodbye to Papa Garfield and Little Mama before heading off to meet with Elm. Avery was supposed to be going with her but...well...Avery was Avery. Dude probably saw a butterfly and chased it until he passed out.

…

Gwen sighed again. Maybe she should look for him...big guy was pretty much useless without her. As she closed the door to her house, Gwen spotted a purple haired girl she hadn’t seen before looking at a map. She was at the entrance to town...Eh, it didn’t really matter, did it? Gwen went on her way, following a roundabout path to the lab. It took a bit longer, but it went right past a tree that was an infamous Avery napping spot.

She was right. The big lug was all sprawled out as she came strolling on past him. She waited for a moment, and eventually he began to stir. He sat up, let out a yawn, and pulled out his notebook. He turned to a page and a confused look seemed to creep across his face. Gwen smiled for a moment before dropping it.

“Heeey.”

Avery looked up at her and smiled without saying anything. Dude was such a goober. Oh well. Avery was Avery.

“People usually reply when a cute girl says hello, dude.”

Avery blinked and waited for a moment. If she had to guess, he had gotten off on some weird tangent.

“Oh. Hi then.”

She sighed and walked over to him. She ‘gently nudged’ him with her foot. The kick seemed to spur Avery into actually getting up. Gwen would never understand how the hell the Garfield guys got so tall. They didn’t exactly eat any more wheaties than she did. It wasn’t fair...

He waited for a moment before bending back down to pick up his backpack.

“...you’re hopeless.”

She ended with a laugh. Avery joined in too. He probably didn’t get why she was laughing. Didn’t matter to him. Laughing was laughing.

“C’mon dork. We need to be at the lab uhm…” Gwen paused as she checked her PokeGear. She sharply inhaled when she saw the time. “Uh...yeah, let’s just go.”

Avery just nodded and the two headed off towards the lab. The tiny chick lead as the slow giant followed.