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 Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 3:46 pm
A guard patrol passed by the south wall of Team Rocket's Naval Island outpost. Here is where they kept many of the hybrids they have bought for study. The security is tight, although one hybrid continued to escape. Ghost types are hard to confine to one area in the first place, but this one was more of a handful then ever expected. As the guards passed, the hybrid peered out from the wall. His jet black eyes marking the movements around him.
"Those new guys are horrible at their jobs, but it makes mine just that much simpler!" He giggled. His whispy purple hair caught the last of the sunlight before the sun finally set. A long day for the guards, and a longer day for this hybrid. He was on his 30th escape to date, and always had to wait until nightfall so there would be more shadows. As soon as nightfall hit, he was off running. His black nails gleamed a deep red in the starlight, but otherwise he was unnoticable. His clothing was as dark as midnight, baggy pants, and a loose fitting jacket. The necklace however, was a deep red and resembled what Darkrai has around it's neck, but this was no Darkrai hybrid. That legend is the stuff of nightmares, and this was just a ghost hybrid.
As he crossed over the road to another guard patrol, he hid in the shadows again, but with his nails sticking out. The glint attracted one of the grunt's attention. Thinking he caught the would be escaper, he walked up proudly and grabbed at the shadow where the hybrid was.
"Man you guards don't know a thing do you? I'm a Ghost type idiot!" Chaos laughed at the guard's feeble attemps at grabbing him. Chaos swiped at the guard as well, his gleaming nails clawing the guard in the gut and draining his life force. Being a Haunter hybrid had its perks you could say. It didn't take another swipe to knock out the guard, and without a sound he dragged the body out of sight. The other guards were oblivious to his movements, so he snuck by with ease.
Now out of the Rocket area, Chaos crept to the nearby village to see what he could find. Maybe tonight he would be able to find better food then what the grunts have been feeding him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 7:36 pm
Re-visiting all of his usual haunts, Chaos ended up in his most favorite fancy restaurant that served the best food on the island. Being a ghost type, he simply hid in the walls and shadows until he reached the kitchen and snuck some of the expencive foods from the cooks. He ate happily until he was full, so now it was time to cause a bit of trouble.
He snuck out of the restaurant and into a few houses, occasionally moving important documents, or taking the car keys and placing them in the garbage disposal. It was small stuff, and Chaos wanted to do more, but small stuff drew less attention. He was enjoying planting small disturbances around the town, until he came to the best house yet. This house was his favorite, since a beautiful young girl lived here with her parents. They were wealthy, and this was their winter home. Sadly, it was not winter so he could not visit the girl, but he could enter the house and play with the various electronic devices laying around.
Chaos enjoyed the computers the most. Internet connection, and scientific programs made for a fun night of visiting his favorite websites and updating his profile on his favorite site. He never quite mentioned he was now part Pokemon, but he did give out clues to what happened after leaving his home island. He posted that he is now working for Team Rocket, but never told what his job was beyond the need for his 'special talents'. His friends also posted that they missed him and hoped he wasnt too buisy to reply. So he posted back that he could go out when ever he really wanted to, so he could post and update every so often.
After updating, he left the house in neat order, unlike his other house visits, and started back to the Rocket Hideout.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 6:42 pm
Chaos took his time going back to the Rocket Hideout. It wasn't as if he was overly needed or anything, else they would have went looking. So he traveled back in his usual smooth mannor, watching the guards pass and sneack back in as easily as he had gotten out. It became his usual duty to stop by the Executive office, or as he called him, the "Head Grunt" and report he escaped again. It was funny, since every time he escaped they put more security measures on the base, but it never quite helped.
"I got out again, as usual." He smirked.
"Damnit! I told those grunts to keep a sharp eye on you! How did you get out?" The Executive demanded.
"Oh, the usual route. Guards can't see very well when I'm in a wall, so I got out pretty easily. Am I the only ghost around here? If you guys pan on getting more ghost type hybrids you should put up some sort of sensors in the walls that search for temperature drops or something..." His smooth reply only aggrivated the Executive more so Caos slipped away to haunt the labratory. Maybe they got another hybrid for him to play with or something...
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:02 pm
"I SAID LEMME OUT!!!" Dan yelled. He was holding onto the cell bars with both his hands and feet. "YOU SHALL PAY DEARLY FOR YOUR SI-
"You've been shouting that for the last half an hour." The Grunt outside his cell smiled. "I don't think they're going to let you go even if you scream 'till your vocal cords pop."
"Sure. What do you know. You're not locked up in a frickin' cage with nobody 'cept an annoying little bootlicker for company."
"You're right. But, I have to say, my predicament is about the same as yours..."
"........how so?"
The Grunt leaned his head back against the wall and sighed. "John Ross, Pokemon Ranger, Rank 4, Post # 56, Celadon City. I was sent into the Rocket Game Corner, as Leader Simon had recieved a message that someone had seen a boy go in, but never come back out. I was paired up with this old, grizzled guy with one eye. Went by the name of Curtis. Well, we get all the way down to where the boss, Giovanni was at, and it turns out Curtis was a Rocket spy. I got handed over in an effort to keep things quiet. They released the kid, who came back later and beat the whole lot of 'em. But I got sent here. Been here ever si...HEY! DON'T FALL ASLEEP!"
Dan had been blowing bubbled out his nose since almost before John had started. "What? Yeah, you used to be a Ranger, now the Rockets have you. Now, will you help a guy get out?"
"'Fraid it's not that simple." John said, hunching over and folding his hands in his lap. "They've got cameras all over this hunka rock, not to mention ID checkpoints, and other Grunts. Not to mention that Power Drainer on your leg will beep, and, explode if you go anywhere outside these wals without the proper access. It can be remotely detonated, and has a GPS tracking device, in case the Execs try to toy with you. Unless you've got some Ghost 'brid in that little Pachirisu body of yours, Sparky, you ain't going nowhere. The Rockets got their bang for their buck with you."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 2:43 pm
((@ Electric Spark: Can you move your character profile from the crew forum to the profile forum? Please and thank you))
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 1:01 pm
Chaos flailed around from the sudden noise and fell though the wall. He popped back out next to John and stubled onto the floor. Without opening his eyes he put his hand up, "I swear I didn't put the poison in his drink! It wasnt me-" Chaos's eyes peeked open and loked around. Grunt and prisoner? What was I all worked up about? He chuckled softly and lowered his hands. "Okay, I poisoned the Executive. It was me, all me. Though he'll only be asleep. I couldn't find anything stronger." He laughed and turned to the boy in the cage. The Pachitisu DNA in him was obvious, and caused Chaos to laugh. He couldn't escape, and Chaos could. It was always worth gloating over to the other hybrids. One of the few reasons he stuck around too.
"You must be new here. Sorry about all the security measures. Every time I escape they try to make it harder." He smiled devilishly before starting to stroll away.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 8:35 pm
"ARG!!!" Dan yelled, rattling the bars of his cage. "You...you...URGH!" Dan let go of the bars and fell backwards, landing on his bottom, and crossed his arms. I guess it's not really his fault I can't escape. I know I wouldn't purposely try to screw life up for a fellow hybrid... It was then that Dan decided to look around his cell.
The cell was fairly decent-sized, Dan would have to lay down at least three of him to make it from end to end. In the Southeast corner was a twin-sized bed, furnished with a dark blue blanket and a grey pillow. Along the south wall next to the bed was a small iron shelf with a radio/alarm clock (though there was no place to plug it in, all the walls showed definite signs of any electrical sockets being removed) and a newspaper. Then there was a window, Dan could see the South wall of the Rocket Complex through it. Nestled in the Southwest corner was a sink with a medicine cabinet/mirror combo over it. Upon closer inspection, it contained only a toothbrush and toothpaste. On the west wall was a toilet, and little else. The North wall was where the bars were, he could see John outside.
Sitting on the bed, Dan sighed, and swung his legs up, so he was laying down. Outside the cell, John stared after the ghost hybrid. Meh, It'd probably just be wasting energy to try and catch that ghost. Slipping his Grunt cap over his eyes, John started to doze off.
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 10:00 pm
Chaos chuckled and turned back to the hybrid and grunt. He could make things worse for the newcomer. But how? How could a ghost hybrid get on someone's nerves? Easily done if you know how to do it. Chaos chuckled and vanished in a wall. He slid over to the cage and drifted inside. His own chambers didnt have bars or anything, it was more like a temporary resting place for the ghost.
"So the poor little rat is stuck?" Chaos laughed and leaned against the wall. "I wonder what it must be like. A trapped rat without anywhere to run. I'm surprised they dont set up a giant wheel in here for you. Though from the way they treat the other electric mice you might want to think about sleeping now while you can. The grunts here like to drain the power out of you so they can conduct more experiments in the lab." Chaos smiled cruelly. He would enjoy taunting the newcomer.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 9:14 pm
Dan was furious. This guy...he's a monster. Is he being mean to me on purpose? Or is it how he gets his kicks? Either way...
"Like I have any power left to drain." Dan spat. "This damn bracelet..." he fumbled with the device for a couple seconds before giving up. The ring was fastened tightly around his leg, not coming loose anytime soon. Dan sighed. Not like he even knew how to use his new power. He knew Pikachus concentrated their energy by sqeezing their cheeks, maybe it worked for Pachirisus, too? He tried again and again, but to no avail.
John sighed. "Trying to use your powers, Sparky?" Dan nodded. "S'all in the tail. for your type, anyways." Dan took his advice, and concentrated on his tail. To his surprise, Dan found a small tingling feeling in the back of his mind, where he envisioned his tail would be. Prodding the spot a bit more, he could feel the weak electrical charge coursing through his body. Expectantly, Dan grabbed the cord for the clock radio and stuck it to his tail. The display flickered, but eventually started. Dan smiled. At least he had entertainment.
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