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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 11, 2006 20:41:20 GMT -5
[OOC- Hoping this one will be more available to more people to RP, since I am extremely bored an in need of RP-ing-ness*]
The cold metallic glint of the containment cell was the only noticable artifact in the darkened room. A few flickering green lights and humming machines aligned the titanium walls, but all of the cords, wires, and other miscellaneous devices seemed to be drawn towards the nexus that was the large cylindrical cell. A mysterious fluid filled it to the brim, with a few wayward bubbles idly drifting around with nowhere to go. Every now and then a man would peer into the room, scuttling around to scribble notes in near-eligible handwriting. His hand quavered as he murmured encouragement and precautions simultaneuously to himself.
"It can't be....it's been too long, surely....." Then in the next breath. "...but the charts are matching up, and we've calibrated them to the smallest degree...."
He would dart out and come in almost every few minutes, delving in and out of a room where the mechanical whirring of a fax machine could be heard. It wasn't too much longer after this that a dark-shrouded figure entered the room, his face lifted into a beyond-satisfied meniacal smirk. His clothes were of a deep black material, and he emitted a powerful aura of imperiosity.
Noises....voices?....
The man's eyes widened in gleeful surprise as he leaned in closer to the crystalline-clear glass substance, not blinking.
"It moved....it's actually alive." he stated in a dangerous, deceptively calm voice.
Two officials accompanying the man seemed to be resisting the urge to peer over his shoudler into the tank-like cell, to observe the experiment that had been forgotten.
Alive?
There was a collective gasp as the light. mottled gray Mew gave a twitch of its ears, and shifted in slightly-green liquid. The next instant the plexiglass material exploded, showering the collection of men in fluids and glass. The enhanced Mew hung from the chains that had held it suspended in the cell for a few seconds, then its long, gravity-defying tail lifted behind its back.
With a brisk manner that terrified all but the man that had been expecting results like this (who was hissing instructions into a communicator of sorts) the Mew's eyes snapped open, revealing two innocent eyes with stunningly-large irises of a mixture of oranges. Its eyes resembled two seperate sunsets, though they stayed innocent for only a second before they narrowed as it----as he----realized he was bound.
"Project Twilight Mew." the initial scientist spoke reverently, eying the tiny, but singularly rare Pokemon with amzement and a sense of pride.
Twilight? Mew?...Is that me?
This time the voice echoed in all of their heads in a curious manner, before the genetically altered Mew clone shifted its stunning gaze to its bounds, which promptly came apart with the sound of metal being bent.
Twilight didn't drop, but instead hovered effortlessly a few feet obove the floor, his tiny cat-like body slick with the chemical-filled substance that had filled the tank.
Plip. Plip...
The liquid beaded on his paws and tail, and dripped quietly to the metallic ground. Everything was still until the benevolent Pokemon caught wind of the group's thoughts. A flood of multiple, but easily readable, messages flashed across his mind, and in a slipt second he was ready to flee from them.
Unexpecting the Mew to grasp ahold of its skills so fast, nobody was ready when it flinched backwards from them and then flickered with a purple aura.
"NO-"
The combined outcry was cut off as the priceless experiment disappeared in rings of purple energy.
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Twilight reappeared outside, where a full moon shed silver light on a wintery scene. A thick layer of snow coated everything with its soft blanket, and the kitten-sized Mew sank only a few inches in the icy-cold powder. Bewlidered and feeling numb from the instant flakes of snow forming on his soaking fur, he wobbled on his hindlegs brieflt befor toppling into the snow. Alarms went off in the near distance, as if warning him that his freedom would be short-lived.
[OOC-- Jerky I know, but a lot to cover in a post XP PLEASE POST SOMEONE!]
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Post by prime on Sept 12, 2006 3:12:46 GMT -5
Siegfried flowed through his forms as though he were water, following instruction for Thor and Odin, his masters and his Gods. He hoped in his heart to win a place with them in Valhalla, with the norse warriors of Old. Siegfried himself was of Saxon decent, those old brutes who lived by and for the sword, hammer, and axe. He'd been training in the northern wilderness for a long time now, the lands filled with snow, learning, enduring, and recieving strength from his gods. Then, he heard an odd noise in the distance. He stopped moving, and listened closely. "Alarms?" He said. "Well its certainly been a long time since civilization found me." He laughed. Thor reached out to touch his mind. <A little one is in trouble.> He said. Siegfried grew more serious, and started moving towards the noise. <Wouldn't happen to be a fair maiden would it?> He joked to Thor. He heard distant laughter, like rumbling thunder, in his mind.
A few moment later he stumbled out from a thorn thicket, and tripped over something small, grey, furrey, and apparently frightened. "Oh I'm sorry!" He said, moving over to see if the creature was alright. "Why, your a pokemon...A mew if I'm not mistaken..." Siegfried said slowly. <Aye lad, that's the little one.> Thor said. Siegfried nodded, as though to himself, and picked up the creature. "I'm not sure if a mew can speak english, but I think you pokemon understand us well enough. I'm Siegfried...I mean you no harm, so don't go zapping me or anything ok? And..uh...well, its nice to meet you!" He smiled, then took a look around. The alarms were considerably louder here. "Might I suggest we book it little friend?"
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 12, 2006 22:41:13 GMT -5
[OOC--Due to occurences and issues with my character butting against my total LACK of RPing companions posting in my topics....*sighs and feels ignored* I'm going to continue the topic.
TENATIVELY....Lee...or bulba...if you want me to delete/postpone/etc. the topic please tell me and I will, and without the slightest hesitation...but I really want to RP, and nobody is replying in either my ORP or my PRP threads ^^;]
BIC-
As various random pieces of information flashed through his numb mind, the Mew was dimly aware of being lifted from the dangerously inviting bed of snow where he had lain. The chemical-coated liquid had long since frozen in his fur, giving him a glossy sheen as well as weighing him down. Nonetheless the now-grey-furred Mew pummeled himself into conciousness, intelligent purple eyes reflecting the silver moonlight in a symmetric yet rebelling way.
His first instinct was to lash out at his captor, who was hefting him while chatting in a companionable way. He remained silent in all aspects other than the fact that violent shivers were raking across his body every few seconds, eyes and ears and senses all tuned in carefully to the man. He was nothing more than a kitten in the man's grip, and hadn't the energy to teleprt to safety once more. Instead he jerked in a mixture of agreement and fright as distant and indistinquishable voices met his ears, drawing ever closer.
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Post by prime on Sept 13, 2006 3:13:44 GMT -5
"Hmmmm." Siegfied vocalised. "You seem to be quite cold." He said. He pulled off his fur coat, and wrapped it around the small creature. Upon closer examination, he found it to be covered in a thin blue coating of gel. Briefly, he wondered where it'd come from, before the Mew stiffened, alerted to something. "Well, I've always been taught to trust an animal's instincts." He said, drawing his broadsword. The thick blade flashed in the moonlight, liquid death to all who stood before it. Siegfied sat a moment, listening for what he now knew was there. A short distance away, disguised by the sirens, he could hear men searching for the mew. "Being so rare must be quite a bothersome thing." He said to it, keeping his voice low.
Silent as the ravens wings, he knelt down on all fours, and began to traverse the thick layer of snow. This not only afforded him silence, but also helped him avoid sinking into the thick snow, though it did leave a rather visible trail behind him. "What I wouldn't give for some cloud cover..." He muttered, thinking how much easier it'd be if his trail wasn't so visible as it was now. He shivered, he'd not been wearing any heavy clothing under his thick coat, and with it wrapped around the mew, he was quite cold. He thumped his chest a few times, reaching the tree-line. He crawled out of the snow, and onto firmer ground, as the tree's had taken the brunt of the snowfall. The ground was relatively clear, and he made quick and silent progress between the tree's, moving quickly away from the seeking voices and eye's of mew's pursuers.
Once convinced he was far enough away from the men to afford an acceptable amount of safety, he sat down behind a large pine, and pulled out a chocolate bar from his pocket. It was his last one, and he was loath to part with it, as he didn't feel he'd be in a civilized area for a long time yet, but he had the idea that mew was in a greater need if it. He unwrapped the bar, and broke off half of it, handing a half to mew. He stored the other half in a pocket of the jacket nearby mew, in case it was still hungry. "I understand all pokemon are empathic, and humans are instinctively, so I'll try to understand anything you have to say as best as I can, but no promises." He said. "Other than Mewtwo, i've heard of no pokemon who could speak english...But your mew, so I guess I can't rule anything out." He settled himself against the tree, ears still sharpened, in case of any approaching hunters, and prepared to listen to mew's story. Whatever he could understand of it anyways.
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Post by bulbaboy on Sept 13, 2006 16:56:28 GMT -5
OOC- I would say since we don't know when Lee is going to respond on the whole issue and make an executive decision then just keep RPing as long as you're willing to end it if the ruling goes against you.
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 13, 2006 20:58:04 GMT -5
[OOC- Alright~ as I said, I haven't the slightest problem deleting the topic if Mew is ruled out, but since 'Siegfried' is RPing with me, I might as well have something to do ><. Thank you, Bulbs ^^]
BIC-
The chocolate clamped in his paws, Twilight studied it curiously, wondering what to do with it. Its scent was provoking in some way, and the mew felt knowledge trickle into it as his stomach rumbled. Chomping tenatively into the candy, and nibbling at it afterwards, he wondered at the man who had appearently saved him.
Mew?....Two? what's a MewTwo? And What's a Pokemon? I'm a... a slight pause here, then, "Twilight Mew".
His curious voice-speak was directed at the man, and was thus delivered soley to his mind. The small cat-ish pokemon sat with his large hind paws in front oh him, with his tail flicking over his head.
He didn't understand what the man meant by 'understanding you the best I can', but had nothing further to imput at the time. He felt the chill leaving his body, and felt quite content as he was. Let the man explain some stuff to him, and maybe more of the mysterious knowledge would come to him again.
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Post by prime on Sept 14, 2006 18:04:16 GMT -5
Siegfried cocked an eyebrow magnificently, the long arch almost touching his hairline. "So you are like Mewtwo." He said slowly. "Hmmmm, where to start." He muttered. A slight pause ensued, and then he began. "A pokemon is a species of animal with 'supernatural' powers, as some used to think. However, many of those powers now have scientific explanations." He paused, collecting his thoughts. "Mewtwo was a little known but very real phenomenon. A man made pokemon I guess you could say, using Mew's genetics as base pair. I'm guessing since you call yourself 'Twilight Mew' you're the subject of a similar circumstance." He shook his head. "Other than that I've no clue what else to tell you... Besides the fact that a mew can learn the abilities of any other pokemon. Thought I believe your mainly classed as a 'psychic' pokemon." He said. "So... What do you want to do?" He asked curiously. He'd no idea what to do about this 'Twilight Mew' himself. He still couldn't hear anyone approaching, so he guessed they'd both be safe during the decision making process.
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 14, 2006 22:38:27 GMT -5
Listening intently, Twilight felt his mind processing the knowledge given to him and 'translating' it into explainations that broke it down exceptionally well. All he had to hear was that Pokemon were a speices of animals, that Mewtwo was man made, and that he seemed similiar, and he felt a pit form in his stomach area.
Then I'm not a real pokemon? the small mew asked, gaining a firm hold over language by the second.
The idea that he could use any other Pokemon's abilities seemed to be an impressive feat judging by the man's voice, but the Mew experiment couldn't seem to do anything exceptional. The orb of silver was dropping towards the earth now, and seemed to warn that dawn would be coming up before too long. To Twilight's acute ears, the voives where very close, and his jittery, terrified feelings for them hadn't changed.
I want to get away from here... the mew started doubtfully, trying his best to develop words to express his thoughts as they came, ...and I want more choco---food.
His body had begun to ripple faintly, and his large irises were slyly slipping off into a purple-ish orange, like a sunset. Instinctively the mew levitated off of the icy ground, his paws laying neatly on his chest and his tail coiled loosely around his hindpaws.
[OOC- Either my topics are no fun, or other people don't wanna join in ;>.> Maybe I should have more topics with random fighting...oh well, I'm RPing, so no complaints ^^;]
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Post by prime on Sept 15, 2006 8:13:51 GMT -5
"Well, you look like a pokemon, and you sound like a pokemon. And you quite definately float like a psychic pokemon. So yeah, I'm pretty sure your a real pokemon, whether you've been cloned or not." He said, pulling out the chocolate from the pocket of his jacket and handing it to the mew. "And yeah, getting away from here would probably be a good idea. I can hear them now to." He said, pulling his tick fur jacket back on. He pulled a compass, and checked for north. "The cold up here doesn't seem to be agreeing with you, so we should head south." He said quietly, pointing. Unfortunately that was the direction the voices were coming from. "They're far off, so I think we can sneak around them... But its your call. I'll help as best I can, according to your decisions."
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 15, 2006 10:09:13 GMT -5
Ears laid back at the idea of attempting to skirt around the search team, that was surely composed of a large quantity of men, the mew was thinking fast. He had gotten away from the lab, but the mode of transportation had just been instinctive. His steadily-more-orange eyes glazed over momentarily as he tried to remember the exact feeling he had before warping, and when he had it down, the psychic pokemon returned his gaze to the man.
Biting into the proffered nourishment, Twilight suggested, If I can just make us go.....past them, will that work too? he asked hopefully, feeling a bit better as a tiny bubble of silver-transparent material appeared around them convieniently to stifle the wind.
In a portion of his mind, he wondered why he was able to do the things he did, even though he had no memory of talking before, or doing...anything. But that was a consideration best left for another time.
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Post by prime on Sept 16, 2006 7:01:56 GMT -5
Siegfried shrugged. "That works to, I certainly don't mind going around them. Your small, but I think, considering the volume of men looking for you, I'd have a great deal of trouble protecting you. Especially if they have guns..." He said. "Unlike you, I don't have any supernatural powers. Bullets are not my forte." He poked the bubble around the two of them. "On a side note, that's called telekinesis." He sheathed his sword and braced himself. "I'm ready whenever you are, though I'm not entirely sure I know what your going to do."
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 16, 2006 16:51:39 GMT -5
Twilight looked curiously at the bubble he had at first assumed the man had put up, now feeling the small part of his mind controlling the handy orb. Satisfied with the man's----
Do you have a name?
----answer, he floated closer to him, and then brought up the feeling of going elsewhere, only this time concentrating on going past the voices. As the moon faded into the background of the sun, which was now rising lazily into the sky, his eyes grew into a luminous orange, and his fur finally rippled until it was a whiter shade.
Before too long purple rings surrounded the two seperately, and with a static-like sound, they vanished and teleported to a space some hundred yard behind the most straggling searcher.
As the bubble of telekinetic energy was reinstated, Twilight looked up at the man once more.
Now where?[/color]
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Post by prime on Sept 18, 2006 18:15:03 GMT -5
Siegfried grinned. "Ok, now that was fucking cool." He said exuberantly. "As I said earlier, I am Siegfried. I can't exactly blame you for not understanding at the time, this is one hell of a fix." He paused briefly to scratch his head. "I wonder how far you've taken us anyways." He shrugged, and pulled out a map from an inside coat pocket of his heavy fur coat. "What you want to do now is up to you, but to learn more of yourself, you may want to take a little trip to the pokemon islands." He said, pointing to the map. "We're here." He said, indicating a locations rather far to the north. "And the pokemon islands are there." He said, indicating the massive chain of islands off the coast of japan. "But their is a whole world out there for you to explore if you chose to do so." He said, grinning. "I'll stay with you until I'm sure your out of danger Twilight, but after that I have to return to my own training. My gods say Ragnarok will soon come." He fingered his broadsword. "But then, I could end up being with you for quite a while. I doubt those bastards will be so content to give you up easily." He said. <Your right.> Odin commented. <They'll not give him up so easily.> Siegfried looked at Twilight silently for a moment. His curiosity as to the pokemon's gender sated. He shrugged again. "So what do you want to do?"
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 18, 2006 18:30:12 GMT -5
I didn't take us much further past the...people...just far enough to be safe,[/color] the mew responded to the one comprehendable uestion the man asked. Siegfried
Remembering the name as it came to him from the haze of earlier memories, Twilight peered curiously over Siegfried's shoulder, amused by the squiggly lines that indicated places. Real, live, places. A whole world was quick to intimidate the mew, who was still gaining knowledge of common functions. He finally voiced his opinions, floating exuberantly in a flip that came out facing his newfound comapnion.
I'd like to see the 'Pokemon Islands'[/i
A faint buzz tickled suddenly at the back of his mind and his left hind paw twitched involuntarily. He dismissed it carelessly, and waited instructions from the interesting man. Unconciously he was scanning the area for life readings, but in such cold, most animals were sleeping, their heartbeats slow and steady. And the life readings from the search crew were getting steadily further away.
Twilight was overwhelmed by everything that had followed years of a comatose state, not unlike the feeling one gets right before shifting off into sleep.
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Post by prime on Sept 20, 2006 16:20:43 GMT -5
"Well you shouldn't rely on my to much in any case. I don't know much of what's going on. But if the poke'islands are you destination, I'd advise heading south again." He said, pointing. The wind suddenly whipped past his ear, bringing with it the sounds of more search parties. "Dammit, I didn't notice them. We'd better keep moving, we don't want you to get caught now, do we?" He said joshingly, starting a brisk jog into the south. "C'mon, we have to move before daybreak, otherwise they'll be able to clearly see and track us."
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 20, 2006 17:15:11 GMT -5
Noticing now that the moon was being rapidly less outstanding, Twilight nodded. He flicked his ears in surprise as the search voices found them, moments before his mental radar picked them out as well. I need to practice I suppose, the mew thought to himself before turning to the way Siegfried had gestured.
The swirling snow and volumaous gusts were becoming violent again, much like how he remembered before he had fallen unconcious outside the lab. This memory brought a shudder to him. The eerie tools that had decorated the place, the people speaking in awed voices that alarmed him, and then the open minds that he had unintentionally read. What he had seen was plots and plans for him. Using him as a weapon...
Yes...we should hurry. [/color] he agreed.
He floated off in Siegfried's proffered direction before stopping. Wherever the man had pointed to, it was bound to be further away than the two could get to in a short amount of time. And something told Twilight that if they took too long getting far from this place, than the organization was going to find a way to catch up.
After qetting consent from his new traveling companion, he concentrated his mental force around Siegfried, who effortlessly lifted into the sky alongside Twilight's silver-tinted body. Marginally reassured, he headed off.
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No more than a few minutes from where they had originally taken to the sky, the cloned mew felt the familiar tinkling in the back of his mind again, followed by another involunatary twitch. He began to ignore it once more before---
BZZZZTTT!
With a cry of combined agony and surprise, the Twlight Mew felt all of his easily-reached telepathic abilities clamp shut. The ball of protection popped instantly, and the two began to freefall---Twilight doing so while untamed psychic energy crackled around his body as it dispersed.
He landed with a muffled whump in the deep snow, a football-field's length away from a team of high ranking search units.
This group wore odd looking goggles of expensive materials, able to detect and track strong telepathic waves, and a cocky-looking leader was calmly putting away a gadget that seemed broken.
It had served it's purpose though, momentarily shutting off Twilight's flow of energy. Psychic energy anyways.
"Scouts, go sight out who or what was accompanying the experiment!" the same leader barked out, sending a total of four units scurrying the reasonable distance towards where the Mew had touched down.
The man himself murmured into a walky-talkie, then headed for the Twilgith Mew, clearly planning on taking the clone into custody himself.
Twilight's eyes were skewered shut as racking pain labored his breaths. Movement caused more pain, as he hadn't been without the powerful psychic energy since his awakening, or even before it. He was hardly a match for the approaching operative.
"Hmm, device works well." he commented before reaching for the tiny mew.
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Post by prime on Sept 21, 2006 20:37:37 GMT -5
Siegfried landed on the ground with a dull thud, and a quick exhilation of breath. He groaned, his whole body on fire. Rolling over, he managed to get his knee's up under him, and started to climb to his feet. Unfortunately, a black boot connected with his stomach a moment, later, and he hit the ground once more, now on his back. A man with a black survival suit and quite deadly looking knife stood over him, Siegfried didn't even have time to think as he brought the knife down. Quickly, he reached up and blocked the man's arm at the cross-section of his own, stopping the knife. He lifted up one of his legs and kicked the man up and over him. Climbing swiftly to his feet, he unsheathed his broadsword, blocking a knife attack from the man. The man brought the knife backwards to stab him, but Siegfried caught his arm with his left hand, and placed the point of his sword against the man's ribcage. "Its over." He said savagely, slowly pushing his sword through the man's right lung and into his heart. The man slowly collapsed as Siegfried pulled his sword out of his body. He started to walk away, but stopped a moment to pick up the man's knife. You never know after all.
He traced the man's path back to the clearing Twilight had fallen in, and found the leader of the troops laying his hands on the small pokemon. Grabbing the knife he'd taken from the scout earlier, he whipped it forwards and the twenty feet across the clearing into the man's head. He fell quickly, already dead. The men around him turned towards Siegfried, oddly none of them seemed to be armed with anything more than knives. Shrugged, he ran to the first man, ducking under his attack and planting his shoulder in the guy's ribs, knocking him over, his sword quickly following and impaling the man's neck. The next to fall to his blade came quickly from behind, but stopped short as Siegfried's blade passed through his throat, and spray off blood misting out in front of him along with the compressed air, peppering Siegfried's face with red. He grabbed the mans body and used it to shield himself from his partners attack, then pushed forwards until the dead man made contact with the living. He shoved his sword through the dead man's back, impaling his living comrade as well. The last man got right up behind Siegfried, but he couldn't turn fast enough, and a dagger carved its path into his left arm, near the shoulder. He elbowed the man in the solar plexus with his injured left arm, and brought his broadsword around under his arm, shining silver and red as it passed swiftly through the air and cutting into the man's beast bone. A sickening crack filled the air, and the man slowly collapsed, the snow around him steadily being stained more red.
Siegfried extracted his sword from the body, and wiped it on the snow. He was careful to use lumps of snow to get all of the blood off, then he sheathed the blade. He turned towards Twilight. "Are you ok?" He asked, a bit shaken due to the wound on his arm, and the first life or death battle he'd ever had.
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 22, 2006 13:59:19 GMT -5
"Mew..mewww..mew," Twilight grumbled in an attempt to explain his condition to Siegfried.
Unfortunately his species seemed unable to voice literate words. The racking shudders that passed through his body, which was attempting to regain its pyschic abilities, were very distracting as well. All the mew was aware of was the fact that he had been hefted up, only to be promptly released back into the snow. And now Siegfried was speaking to him.
He was dimly aware of helicopter blades cutting through the air some distance away, and was still trying to regain his feet. This latter issue was more challenging, as he could hardly move without sending stabs of pain through his mind.
If only he could find some way to block off the part of him that was SO dependent on telepathy...but he had no idea how. Instead he struggled to get one hindleg beneath him, followed by another unsteady paw. He hefted himself up for all of one moment, and then sprawled on the snowy ground once more. This is going to cause problems...
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Post by prime on Sept 24, 2006 19:00:04 GMT -5
"Shit!" Siegfried cursed. He ran over and grabbed the mewling mew, tucking him deep into his fur jacket and trying to protect him from the cold. He ran into the tree-line, trying to keep to the thick brush, doing his best to avoid the probing eye's of the helicopter bearing down on them both. Twilight was wracked with shivers, and its movements were somewhat shaky and stiff. Siegfried briefly wondered if Twilight had been parilized. If so, he hoped Twilight would recover quickly, Siegfried couldn't avoid a helicopter forever.
He stopped under a large tree, hiding from the helicopters probing lights. "Are you OK?" Siegfried asked Twilight, oh so very aware of the chaos above and around him. He could hear the men coming. "We need a teleport, just one more." He said desperately, his hot breath steaming out of his heaving lungs. "You see the picture in my mind? We need to go there. Do you see it?" He asked, focusing as hard as he could on an image of the extremely well known Cherrygrove. He gave Twilight a shake. "Do you see it!? We need to go there! Now!"
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 24, 2006 19:34:51 GMT -5
The picture, one that Twilight could see since the very moment Siegfried thought it, now burned with singular importance in his mind. He wanted to tell the man not to shake him so, but fear was overcoming himself as well. The mew concentrated on the image himself, but mostly kept hold over Siegfried's knowledge, which was more firm. This time the feeling of teleportation was easily accessable, however doubtful the idea that he might be able to actually use it.
But he HAD to.
Eyes skewered shut, Twilight tapped into the shaky, recovering node that was his psychic abilities. As soon as he did his mind felt as if it would tear in half, but rather than go back, he pushed fully into it, mentally taking hold of Siegfried and lurching forward to the place of Siegfried's memories.
With a brief 'whoomph'-ing sound and a flicker of purple rings, they disappeared, and materialized far away from where the helicopters sought. Twilight wasn't unconcious, but rather in a deep sleep.
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Post by prime on Sept 27, 2006 19:47:26 GMT -5
Siegfried got up and whooped. Still holding onto the limp form of Twilight, he did a one handed cartwheel and started dancing, rather badly, in the middle of the street. "Oh you are awesome!" He yelled, only then noticing that Twilight wasn't in the world of the waking. "Whoops." He said, quiting down. "Well what do I do with you now?" He muttered, looking around. There were a few people about, none of which had noticed him. "Heh, I guess their used to this kind of thing." He walked over to one of the people, opening his mouth. "Pokecenter is that way." The woman said, before Siegfried had even spoken. "Thanks." He said, and started walking towards the Pokecenter.
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 27, 2006 22:34:39 GMT -5
In a sort of half-aware daze, Twilight felt the change in tempertaure register in his mind. I guess I did it... he thought blearily. He was dimly concious of the fact that some sort of machine was putting power back in his body; in fact, he only realized he had been healed when the pitiful accumulation of his telekinetic abilities broke open like a dam, filling him with life.
The nurse handed him back to Siegfried, adding in a rebuttal about how he treated his Pokemon and other mandatory stuff. As soon as he was free of the woman, the mew drifted exuberantly onto Siegfried's shoulder, perching there quite contently. Better not to float around until his partner had explained things. Namely where the hell they where...
Where are we going now? Is this place safe?[/color] he asked curiously, his cat-like head rotating all which ways to take in the interesting sites.
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Post by prime on Sept 28, 2006 0:33:24 GMT -5
Siegfried smiled. "We're in the local poke'center. A hospital for pokemon. And yes, its safe. For you anyways. I, however, get the idea that the nurse wants to rip me a new one. You should've heard the commotion the staff went through when I brought you in here. And the oaths made in my general direction as they checked your condition." He said. "Luckily, your fine. Otherwise I'd be quite deceased." He turned towards the nurse, and said. "And Twilight isn't mine. I don't even have any pokeballs, let alone a trainers ID or a pokedex." He promptly turned on one heel, and marched out of the center.
"Now then, where would you like to go? I've been taken to far off from my training to go all the way back up north now. It sucked enough the first time, so I think I'll follow you around for a while." He said, surreptitiously tugging at the bandage covering the bullet wound in his arm. "We're sitting in the middle of the pokemon islands at the moment. So you could go to a forest, or a trainers home, or a breeders fields to see other pokemon if you wanted."
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Post by shinikarukitsune on Sept 28, 2006 15:54:30 GMT -5
Twilight flicked his tail back and forth, noticing the bullet wound and accompanying bandage for the first time. Guilt flashed through him, no matter how willing Siegfried had been in helping him. He settled frimly on the man's shoulder as he marched out of the Pokemon Center, prefering his current perch to the attention-drawing float.
A trainer's home? Do you think that a trainer would be able to give me advice?[/color] he questioned, taking in the pokemon island's sights at his leisure. A few people stopped and squinted at him in a unbelieving way, but without really thinking about it he somehow...well...lifted their thoughts off of him and onto other things.
He really didn't think they needed to be the center of attention at the moment.
[OOC--*sigh* Why doesn't anyone else join in this RP? Oh foo, nothing to do of it I suppose}
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Post by prime on Sept 28, 2006 16:28:43 GMT -5
OOC - *pokes Bulba* Post you bastard, your could be HELPFUL you know!!! I'm running out of idea's!
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Post by bulbaboy on Sept 30, 2006 10:43:51 GMT -5
Two men stood down at the end of the street. One was casually pretending to window shop while watching Twilight and Siegfried. The second man had managed to perch himself up in a tree while no one was paying attention and was now aiming a sniper rifle at Siegfried.
“Subjects are currently unaware of our presence. Waiting for the kill order,” The man in the tree said as he spoke into a small communication device. There was a pause before both men heard in the same thing in their ear pieces, “You have a kill order. Do not harm the experiment. If it shows it has regained the use of it’s abilities activate the device you were given to temporarily render it psychic abilities useless.”
The sniper nodded to no one unparticular and checked his sights one more time before pulling the trigger. The sound was defining and anyone in the area would have known it was gunfire. The bullet tore through the air heading straight for Siegfried’s temple. Had the bullet not suddenly stopped in mid-air and dropped to the ground it would have hit its mark. The man pretending to window shop looked away from the store front and into the tree, “What happened?” he asked into his walkie-talkie.
“I don’t know,” The man in the tree answered, “The bullet just kind of hovered for a second and then fell. I think it’s got its powers back. Activate the device before it can escape again!”
The window shopper pulled a device similar to the one that the leader back in the woods had used. He pointed it at Twilight and was about to push the button when the device wretched out of his hand floated into the air. It hovered for a second before falling to pieces on the ground. The man in the tree leapt down and stated at the pile of scarp that had once been their only weapon against the experiment. “The experiment couldn’t have done that; its latent abilities wouldn’t have been able to develop that fast already.”
“Mew.” Came a squeaky voice from behind them. Both men turned to see a real Mew floating in the air behind them. The men looked form the Mew behind them to Twilight up the street. The looked back at Mew and began to back up. One of them squealed in fear when the Mews blue eyes began to glow purple. Both men were lifted into the air and began spin very fast.”
“Mew mew mew, mew!” Mew said, fully aware that they couldn’t understand a word he was saying. A twitch of his tail and the men were sent hurtling high into the air towards the ocean. Mews eyes returned to there natural blue and began to float down the street heading for Twilight and Siegfried.
“So…” Mew began, addressing Twilight since Siegfried wouldn’t understand, “I first noticed a commotion in temporal energies when you started teleporting everywhere. The psychic energy being displaced was far too great for a normal pokemon to be doing it so I assumed one of my kind was in trouble. When I finally got there all I found was a bunch of dead bodies. I followed the last displacement of energy back here to Cherrygrove and decided to watch this mans actions until I could deem him an enemy or trust worthy. That’s when I noticed I wasn’t the only one who used your time spent at the pokemon center to watch you. Those two men must have been activated the moment you escaped and put on alert for suspicious activity. And standing out in the open was pretty suspicious if you ask me. So you are obviously not full grown so you can’t be natural since my kind neither age nor procreate. You can speak to humans, so this leads me to believe that you are a Mew that has been created from one of fossilized brothers and somewhat altered. Am I correct in this assumption?” Mew turned upside down in the air and cocked his head quizzically at Twilight waiting for and answer.
OOC- Well to keep continuity Siegfried can’t understand Mew. All he would have heard was Mew over and over lol.
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