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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2012 15:30:53 GMT -5
"Stop bothering me. You've had enough food for right now." There was a note of annoyance hanging in his voice, yet a hint of a smile still pulled at the edges of his mouth. For a moment, his command seemed to do the trick, but then the tugging on his pack started again, even harder than before. "I said no, Umbra. We don't have much food left, and I'm sure the others would like to have some." He heard an indignant chirp come from beside him and, suddenly, a sharp pain in his hand as she bit down on his finger. He yelped and pulled his hand away. "Ouch!" He cried, "What the hell was that for?"
The absol said nothing, just glowered at him for several seconds, her red eyes unblinking. When her gaze finally broke from his, she turned to his backpack with a hopeful look on her face. She let out another small chirp and cocked her head to the side, a question written on her face. It was a look Ares knew well; she got it whenever she was hungry.
He let out a small sigh. "Fine." he said, giving in. He pulled a small, red container from his pack and opened it with a small click. Several little pastries were nestled inside, and he reached in and plucked one out. It was light brown and smelt a little odd, but Umbra didn't seem to mind the strange odor. "Here." He handed the food to the now alert pokemon. Within seconds, she had devoured it.
Ares laughed softly to himself and glanced around at his surroundings. It had been quite a while since he had last been to Viridian Forest and honestly, he couldn't remember the way out. Every time he thought he had gotten his bearings, he just ended up going in circles, or running into another wall of trees. "Any ideas on where we should go now?" Umbra just sat and let out a contented mew. "That's what I thought."
Another sigh came from his lips. Why is this happening to me? he wondered. I'm a freaking member of the Elite Four; I'm not supposed to get lost in the woods. He brushed his hair back out of his face with his hands. "I can just imagine what the others would say if they saw me like this. Ares, Master of Shadows and second member of the Elite Four, lost like some sniveling kid in Viridian Forest!"
He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose until his anger faded. "Come on, Umbra." He murmured to his companion. "We've got to find our way out of here sooner or later."
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Post by green on Jul 13, 2012 15:51:44 GMT -5
[rs=2][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; background-color: #f3f1f1;][style=width: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0.5px; padding: 7px;]"Zippo, why'd you let me go out today?" Eli looked at the young charmander strolling next to him. The heat didn't seem to bother the little fire pokemon, though it was taking its toll on Eli. "Well, we can't be to far from the city now." Eli looked back down at the orange Pokemon, only to see its grinning face looking back at him.
"So, just wondering, but have you guys seen anything other than just trees everywhere? Because that's all I see...everywhere we turn.." the boys voice trailed off as he came to a stop.
Not far off, Eli heard the murmuring sound of a person talking, along with the voice of a Pokemon. "Zippo, Sparky, do you hear that?" he asked, the charmander and pichu. The yellow and black creature crawled down into his arms to rest, before nodding in agreement. "Maybe they can help us!" He took off running toward the noise, in high hopes that it was someone who could rescue him.
Finally, Eli got close enough to see where the noise came from, it was a tall man, who appeared to have blond hair with a Pokemon Eli had never seen before. "May this wasn't such a good idea..." Eli whispered to his pokemon.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 50px; text-align: center; color: #8f8f8f; width: 80px;]✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]absent friends[/style]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2012 16:12:28 GMT -5
Ares slid his pack back on to his shoulder, having just put away the case of pokemon food. "Are you ready to go?" There was no reply. He turned and looked down at Umbra. Her red eyes were staring off into the trees, sharply focused on something he couldn't see. "What's there, girl? Is it a pokemon?"
The absol tipped her head to the side. The long, sickle-shaped horn protruding from just above her right eye quivered ever so slightly. Someone was nearby. She let out a soft chirp and stepped forward a few paces before returning to his side. Another note escaped her mouth, and she looked up at Ares expectantly. Well, she seemed to be saying, Are you going to go check it out?
"So...It's not a pokemon then?" Umbra looked back out at the trees. "Fine, fine. We'll do it your way."
Ares took several tentative steps forward, all the while squinting into the mass of branches, trying to get just a glimpse of whoever Umbra had seen. "Are you sure there's someone here? I can't see anyon...Wait. What's that?"
He caught sight of a small flame just off to his left; it was a charmander's tail. What in the world? He walked over to the the small flame pokemon. Within seconds, a pichu and then a young man came into view. So there is someone. Ares looked this newcomer up and down. He was younger than him, but not by much. The boy looked like a teenager just on the cusp of adulthood.
"Hello." he said, greeting the other trainer. "I'm Ares. I don't suppose you know a way out of this forest, do you?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2012 20:43:22 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=vAlign, top] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D8D8D8; width: 110px; height: 22px; margin-right: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; border: 5px solid #43425D; margin-right: 10px; background-color: #43425D; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; border: 5px solid #D8D8D8; margin-right: 10px; background-color: #D8D8D8; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #43425D; width: 90px; height: 35px; margin-right: 10px; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial narrow; padding: 0px 0px 0px 20px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; letter-spacing: -2px;] NOTES ! [/style] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D8D8D8; width: 100px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; margin-right: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 10px;] TAGS. ares & eli.
WORDS. 652
LYRICS. this is war, 30 seconds to mars.
NOTES. pffft. sorry this intro stinks so bad. .-. [/style]
| [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #43425D; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; width: 390px; padding: 5px; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.[/style] [STYLE=float: right;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #D8D8D8; color: #43425D; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial narrow; width: 380px; padding: 0px 20px 0px 0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px;]THIS IS WAR[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #43425D; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; width: 360px; height: 400px; overflow: auto; padding: 20px; text-align: justify;] Brynne, fifteen minutes into her trek through Viridian Forest, already knew that she would be picking twigs and leaves out of her thick white hair for the rest of the day. A small whine escaped from between the fourteen-year-old girl's lips as she got stuck in yet another tangle of branches, and almost fell flat on her face trying to pull herself out of them. Behind her, she could have sworn she heard a low, raspy chuckle.
Puffing up her cheeks, she cast a scathing glance over her shoulder at her buizel, Micah. "Oh, shut up. Earlier I had to pull you out of a bush, so don't you dare laugh at me." Brynne sighed and leaned against a tree, covering her face in her hands. She wished that she hadn't had to take this route through the forest. She hated everything about them - too many bugs, leaves, and nature for her to handle. So damn gross.
Micah wandered over to her and looked up at her with his large eyes before rubbing his head against her legs, smiling. "Eeeee-zel!" he cried, his tails spinning in an almost comical way. A slow smile crept onto Brynne's face and she scratched him behind his ears. She had only known him about a week, her father having given the buizel to her for her fourteenth birthday, but already she felt like they would be great friends. Even if he was an obnoxious, annoying little thing that liked to pester her, but hey. At least he had his sweet moments. It was the same with her new poliwag that she caught just yesterday. Lola was the best. There was just something about catching her first Pokemon that made Brynne so proud and excited about her journey, like she could actually make it out here all on her own. Even if it was just going to be the three of them the entire way, they could do anything they put their minds to and they would make it all the way up to the top.
Brynne sighed again and shook her head to clear her worries. There had to be a way out of this forest... right? She bit her lip and turned away, patting Micah on the head. "C'mon, Mike. Let's find a way out of this place. Maybe we could find someone who knows the way... or at least could at least point us back to the path. |
[/b]Ugh[/b]." She and Micah set off again, fighting their way through the forest again. Her stomach rumbled and she inclined her head to look up at the sky, hidden by the canopy. What time was it, anyway? She had thought it had been around lunch time, but now she wasn't so sure. They walked together for a few more minutes until Brynne suddenly stopped. In the distance, she could hear voices. She looked at Micah again, who had his nose up in the air and was smelling something, probably the people the voices were coming from. She frowned and started walking again, pushing a branch out of her way and ducking under another until she stepped out into a clearing and spotted two men, one not much older than her and the other quite a bit older, at least in his twenties. Brynne blinked her long eyelashes at them slowly at them, consideringly before another smile popped onto the young girl's face before she walked over to them. " Hello," she said. Beside her, she could practically feel Micah roll his eyes. Brynne put her sweet face on, the one that usually got her what she wanted when she used it around her daddy. She was something of a brat, always getting what she wanted. " I kinda need help getting out of here too." [/style] [/td][/tr][/table] [STYLE=text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; font-weight: bold;] template by darkee of btn.[/style][/center][/quote]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2012 22:06:28 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]INTO THE NOTHING,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I AM FRAIL AND WITHERED. COVER UP THE WOUNDS THAT I CAN'T HIDE. BURY THE FALLEN, LIVE FOR THE DYING. I WON'T LEAVE AND LET YOU FALL BEHIND. STAY WITH ME, YOU'RE ALL I HAVE LEFT. I KNOW WE CAN MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.[/style]
[STYLE=width: 330px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: #F7F7F7; color: #1C1C1C; padding: 18px; text-align: justify; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; margin-top: 42px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px;]Really? he thought, Another one? He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Does anyone know how to get out of here?" he asked, the question directed at no one in particular. "Because I seriously have some things that I need to get done."
Ares turned to look at the girl who just arrived. She was very young; mid-teens at the latest. He immediately noticed her strange appearance. She had hair almost as white as Umbra and unusual violet eyes. What an odd-looking young girl. Behind her, he noticed a small orange pokemon. A buizel, he believed. Is she another novice trainer? Great. I'm the only one with experience.
He turned his gaze away from her, suddenly realizing that he had been staring at her for quite some time. "Well, now what?" he murmured. If none of us knows the way out, I don't really see how we could be of any use to each other. He flicked back a strand of hair that had fallen across his face. They say there's strength in numbers, but I don't really need any more strength against the pokemon around here. He glanced out at the forest. It's been a long time since pokemon this weak could faze me.
He shrugged, prompting a confused expression to flicker across Umbra's face. She must have been watching him think. He gave her a soft pat on the head to calm her, then turned back to face the children. Maybe I'll just see what they want to do, he thought. I suppose no harm could come from lending a hand to a couple of kids.[/style] | |
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Post by green on Jul 14, 2012 0:33:50 GMT -5
[rs=2][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; background-color: #f3f1f1;][style=width: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0.5px; padding: 7px;]”So, I don’t suppose anyone knows the way out?” Eli said. He’d only been in the forest for an hour, though it felt like it had been days. Everything in the forest looked the same, he kept even running into the same Pokémon. The man looked to be in his twenties, and the girl who stumbled upon them seemed to be slightly younger than Eli himself. ”Oh yeah! My name is Eli White, from Pallet Town. I’m a novice trainer, and these..” He said pointing to Charmander and Pichu. {b]”Are Zippo and Sparky, my Pokémon.” |
[/b] Pichu climbed back onto Eli’s shoulders, a little weary of the newcomers. He hadn’t really battled much before, so being around other Pokémon worried him. ”Oh, if you don’t mind me asking, what kind of Pokémon are those? I don’t think I’ve seen them before.” He asked, indicating toward the white dog like Pokémon, and the orange otter Pokémon. ”As you can tell, I haven’t really gotten to far with my Pokémon studies…” All around the little clearing Eli could hear the sounds of Pokémon, curious as to who was in their forest. Many people, Trainers, Travelers, Coordinators, everyone came through Viridian Forest at least once in their life. [/style][/td] [td][atrb=vAlign,top][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 50px; text-align: center; color: #8f8f8f; width: 80px;]✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]absent friends[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: -110px;]204 many words for you, dear Vertias&Vidi.[/style][/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=vAlign,bottom][style=margin-left: -2px; margin-bottom: -15px;][style=border-top: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-right: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-bottom: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; height: 100px; width: 100px;][/style][style=margin-top: -101px; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: URL('http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd451/Awesomesaucebruh/Pokemon%20Icons/120.png');][/style][/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;]✲ AMB Tanz[/style][/td][/tr] [/table][/center]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2012 0:57:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]INTO THE NOTHING,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I AM FRAIL AND WITHERED. COVER UP THE WOUNDS THAT I CAN'T HIDE. BURY THE FALLEN, LIVE FOR THE DYING. I WON'T LEAVE AND LET YOU FALL BEHIND. STAY WITH ME, YOU'RE ALL I HAVE LEFT. I KNOW WE CAN MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.[/style]
[STYLE=width: 330px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: #F7F7F7; color: #1C1C1C; padding: 18px; text-align: justify; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; margin-top: 42px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px;]"So, I don’t suppose anyone knows the way out?"
Ares grimaced slightly as he heard these words. He doesn't know the way out either. Great. He stared around the endless sea of trees surrounding him. How are we going to get out of here?
"I've found my way out of here before," he heard himself say, "but I honestly cannot remember the way I took." The forest seemed completely different from the one he had seen the last time he came. Nothing looked the same, yet everything was identical. It made no sense. "Maybe that way...Ah, crap, I don't know."
"My name is Eli White, from Pallet Town. I’m a novice trainer."
As the boy spoke, he turned his eyes away from the trees and focused back in on the ones standing before him. "Pallet Town, huh? I'm from Goldenrod City, in Johto." He replied after Eli introduced himself. So I was right, he is new to the world of pokemon. He chuckled slightly. "I am not a novice trainer."
"Oh, if you don’t mind me asking, what kind of Pokémon are those? I don’t think I’ve seen them before."
Umbra's head perked up with interest tainted with fear as she saw Eli gesture towards her. When most humans mentioned her, they were usually superstitious fools who believed she would bring disasters. She fixed her red gaze on him and there it remained, unblinking, for nearly a minute.
"Stop that." Ares whispered, and gave her a light tap on the side of the head. "This, this is Umbra. She's an absol. I'm surprised you've never seen one before. From what I've heard, they've started becoming much more popular as of late." He continued. "I remember being your age. I know it seems like there's a lot to remember at first, but it gets easier quite quickly." He smiled. "Does anybody have any idea on how to get out of here?" [/style] | |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2012 0:29:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j348/SimiXiamara/TSGO/SeizeTheDay/Skull2.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;]. I want to live, like there's no tomorrow, Love, like I'm on borrowed time! The air was rather still as Rowan entered the forest. He had spent that last night in the Pokemon Centre in Viridian city, letting his pokemon rest after their near capture by a member of Team Rocket, a young man whom Rowan only knew as 'Balthazar'. He had narrowly escaped, their battle coming to a draw of sorts, so he had been extremely lucky. If he had have had even a little bit stronger pokemon, Rowan would have been toast.
As it was now, his pokemon had all grown from the experience, and their bond had strengthened by it. Aria, his newest friend, a timid little Hoothoot, sat in his arms which were gripping each other in front of his chest and forming a sort of cradle-like seat for her. "How you holding up, Aria? You all right?" He asked, as she was really the one leading him though the forest, her Foresight picking up on the trails of the forest's natural denizens, the bright red light firing from her eyes every now and again to make sure they stayed on the right course.
<I am okay... It isn't hard anymore; I can do it better now.> she replied in his mind, using the telepathic link he established with all of his pokemon. She was still struggling with initiating it herself, but he had told her she would get better in time, that it may just be because she is so little that she is having trouble.
"Well that's good!" he chirped, nuzzling her head feathers with his chin. They were so soft! It was like he was resting on a pillow! "I'm glad you are mastering it so quickly! You're growing so fast!" he told her happily as they continued their walk though the forest. Occasionally he heard a rustling in the trees, but he figured none of the bugs in the forest wanted to attack a guy cradling an Owl in his arms... that would be kind of foolish since she might want to eat them...
<Hoot! Hoothoot!> She whispered, still struggling with the link. <I hear... I hear something through there!> she whispered quietly in his mind as he established the link, one of her short wings pointing toward a small cluster of trees.
"Okay... It's okay, Aria, don't worry. It's probably nothing to worry about." he said, but just in case, he closed his eyes and focused his mind, his sensing powers activating. It took a second as he hadn't used them in quite a while, but she was right, there was something there after all...
<No! I hear voices! Lots and lots of voices!> She paused a moment. <I'm scared...>
"No, no, no! Don't be scared! I won't let anybody get you, I promise. No one will take you away. I didn't let them last time did I?"
She hesistated a moment before answering. <N-no... you didn't...>
"It's okay, don't you worry..." A blue flashed in his eyes and Spectre's pokeball soared out of his pocket and burst open, releasing the black and purple, poison-ghost pokemon in front of them. "All right, Spectre, Aria swears she hears something beyond that clump of trees, and I feel the presence of several people and pokemon... and something else as well, but the other thing is very cloudy and faint, almost like it is resisting detection. You wanna go check it out?"
<I too feel the strange presence you speak of... I shall be swift...> Spectre floated over to the small cluster, vanishing from sight on the way. <There are several lost trainers, some older than you and some younger, but they do not seem hostile, simply bewildered. Also, the strange presence is an Absol, which explains why it seemed to be resisting detection to you so much.>
"Good job, Spectre! We're coming, just wait there and don't materialize until I tell you to, okay?" He replied via their link as he strode forward, letting Aria know it was okay.
"Hello?" he asked as he stepped through the trees and into the small clearing where the others were gathered. Almost immediately he noticed the Absol that Spectre had mentioned. "Oh, she is beautiful!" he said, kneeling down and looking a little more closely at her.
WORDS;; 707;; POKEMON;; Spectre (lvl 7) :: Aria (lvl 3)template made by emrysdaelan of Caution 2.0! keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off! |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2012 14:19:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]INTO THE NOTHING,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I AM FRAIL AND WITHERED. COVER UP THE WOUNDS THAT I CAN'T HIDE. BURY THE FALLEN, LIVE FOR THE DYING. I WON'T LEAVE AND LET YOU FALL BEHIND. STAY WITH ME, YOU'RE ALL I HAVE LEFT. I KNOW WE CAN MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.[/style]
[STYLE=width: 330px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: #F7F7F7; color: #1C1C1C; padding: 18px; text-align: justify; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; margin-top: 42px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px;]Ares stood silently, waiting for a response. He was beginning to feel a bit impatient as it seemed he was never going to get out of this forest. I need to get back to Pewter. he thought, I promised Naomi I'd be back over an hour ago. He sighed. Oh well. I guess she'll just have to look after David for a little longer. He glanced down at his foot. I am never going to hear the end of this one.
Suddenly, Umbra let out a small yip. She was staring off into the trees again, her gaze intently focused on something. Her head tilted, and she yipped again. She seemed to be curious about whatever she saw out there, but didn't seem to want to go check it out. It looked as though she were thinking, trying to figure something out. But what, Ares didn't know.
"What is it now, girl?" Her eyes flicked over to him, then back to the trees. His gaze followed hers. He peered into shadows, trying to discern if anything stood out against the wall of green. Nothing did. "There's nothing there, girl. Just let it go." She let out another yip, this one sounding almost indignant. "Look, maybe there is something there. But I can't see it."
As soon as he spoke this words, another trainer appeared in the clearing. Umbra turned to him, her expression smug. "Told ya there was something there."
"Shut up."
Ares turned to look at the newest member of their little party. He was definitely in his teens, just like all the others, yet he seemed to be a fair bit older than them. Huh. Guess he's just more mature. He looked this new boy up and down. Is he a novice trainer too? Or does he have some experience?
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[/s] Ares started at this display of affection for his pokemon. Most peoples'first reaction to an absol, if they had any at all, was of fear. But this boy seemed to admire her. It was unusual. "Um, thanks. Her name's Umbra." He gave the boy a friendly smile. "I'm Ares, by the way."Umbra looked to her owner with confusion, then turned back to the new boy. There was something strange about him. Something odd. She tilted her head. What made him different?[/style][/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font-size: 9px; margin-top: -2px;]MADE BY KIWII AT BTN![/style][/center]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2012 14:44:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j348/SimiXiamara/TSGO/SeizeTheDay/Skull2.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;]. I want to live, like there's no tomorrow, Love, like I'm on borrowed time! "Oh, you're welcome! It isn't often you see an Absol in Kanto, in fact I doubt I'd even recognize it if it weren't for my tutelage in Saffron under Sabrina." He said, rising once more, his eyes widening at the realization that he'd probably come off as quite rude. "Oh, I'm sorry!" he said quickly. "My name is Rowan, and these are some of my pokemon, Aria, and..." he said nodding at the Hoothoot in his arms before placing one hand out to his side, palm facing upward, "... Spectre." he finished, the Gastly shimmering into view above his hand.
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." His eyes then flashed in recognition. "You know, you look awfully familiar... I feel as if I've seen you before..." he brushed it off almost as soon as he'd said it though, surely he'd remember meeting a man with a pokemon as memorable as an Absol!
"We were just making our way through the wood toward Pewter City when Aria and I sensed the presence of people in the area. I sent Spectre ahead and he said that there were a bunch of lost trainers here. You all actually gave Aria quite a scare!" He said with a small chuckle. At this she hooted loudly in protest before turning in his arms to hide her face in his chest, as she was now quite embarrassed with herself.
He stroked her head gently with his now free arm. "It's okay, Aria... Everyone gets scared every now and then." He said softly. He looked up to the others in the clearing, "So, what are your names?"
WORDS;; 270;; POKEMON;; Spectre (lvl 7) :: Aria (lvl 3)template made by emrysdaelan of Caution 2.0! keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off! |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2012 16:35:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=vAlign, top] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D8D8D8; width: 110px; height: 22px; margin-right: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; border: 5px solid #43425D; margin-right: 10px; background-color: #43425D; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; border: 5px solid #D8D8D8; margin-right: 10px; background-color: #D8D8D8; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #43425D; width: 90px; height: 35px; margin-right: 10px; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial narrow; padding: 0px 0px 0px 20px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; letter-spacing: -2px;] NOTES ! [/style] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D8D8D8; width: 100px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; margin-right: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 10px;] TAGS. ares, eli, & rowan.
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LYRICS. this is war, 30 seconds to mars.
NOTES. sorry it took so long. ;o; [/style]
| [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #43425D; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; width: 390px; padding: 5px; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.[/style] [STYLE=float: right;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #D8D8D8; color: #43425D; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial narrow; width: 380px; padding: 0px 20px 0px 0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px;]THIS IS WAR[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #43425D; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; width: 360px; height: 400px; overflow: auto; padding: 20px; text-align: justify;] Brynne fidgeted uncomfortably under Ares' gaze. He had been looking at her for a rather long time, and she wasn't sure whether to be flattered or concerned about that. Did she have something on her face? She was certain her hair looked like an absolute mess, pulled and tugged out of her ponytail and sticking up everywhere, with countless twigs and leaves stuck in it that she was looking forward to getting out. Brynne took the opportunity to size him up as well. Now that she thought about it, he looked awful familiar. She blinked, trying to think back and place his face and name to memory. Then it hit her.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she said, smiling and looking at him. "You're Ares Stetson!" She looked to his side, seeing the absol. "And that must be Umbra! You're in the Elite Four! My sister told me all about you and the others when she challenged the league a couple months ago. I've also read all about you too." She practically beamed, looking as proud as a cat to know so much about the Elite Four member. What she didn't tell him was that he was her least favorite of all the League, but c'mon. He was still famous, even if he could never live up to her precious Miles. Now, he was beautiful and her absolute favorite. One of the reasons she wanted to take on the league was just to meet him. After all, he did decorate her walls, computer background, and her favorites section on her laptop back at her. It was an understatement to say that she was just a little obsessed with him.
Her attention flickered to the other trainer for a moment - Eli, if she remembered right. She had just opened her mouth to say hi and introduce herself, before her attention was drawn away yet again by Ares' absol. What, another person? Brynne pursed her lips when yet another boy stumbled into the clearing. Really? This forest was huge and somehow they all managed to wind up here, in the exact same place, completely lost and confused about where to go next. Micah seemed equally irritated by this as she did. He just wanted to get out of this forest and get to the nearest Pokemon center so they could take a bath and a long nap, and get some food. His stomach was rumbling about as much as his trainer's was.
Brynne shook her head, the loose strands of her white hair bouncing with the slight movement. None of that mattered right now. All that mattered was that they needed to hurry up and get out of here. Who knew that this would be so hard? It was just a forest, dammit. It's not like it was purposely set up as a maze, but that's what it felt like.
"I'm Brynne," she said, even though it seemed that everyone had turned their attention on to Rowan, which agitated her a tiny bit. Brynne enjoyed being the center of attention, and she finally got to meet one of the famed Elite Four members, but now there were other people stealing her time alone with him! It was infurating. It made her wonder just how many more people would show up before the entire clearing was filled. They'd be here all night.
Not long after she had thought that, she heard a quiet chuckle sound from behind the gathered group of trainers that were contemplating the best course of action on how to get out of the forest while they exchanged introductions. Brynne turned her head, her violet eyes wide when they rested on yet another face. A tall, much older woman that appeared to be in her mid-twenties with shortish blonde hair stood before her with a giant lucario - were they supposed to be that big? - beside her and a sleek-looking vaporeon at her heels. Oh, come awwwn. Seriously? ANOTHER person? Brynne gave the woman a look of disbelief, which was mockingly reciprocated by her as she approached them, her Pokemon pressing close to their trainer protectively.
The older trainer glanced around at the others, her pleasant smile that Brynne noticed didn't exactly reach her eyes turning upside down into a frown. "Are you all lost?" she asked. It was surprising to her to find so many trainers this far off the path. She herself was admittedly far off the path as well, but that was only by choice. These trainers, the tall blond one aside, all looked like new trainers. They didn't need to be romping around in the wilderness like this with their low-leveled, new Pokemon. "Oh, I'm sorry. You all must be wondering who I am. I'm Malori, the Viridian City gym leader. I know my way around the forest quite well, so I can escort you to... I'm assuming Pewter City? Since that's where the next gym is," Malori offered, giving them another sad smile that didn't quite reach her intense blue eyes. [/style]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2012 19:22:45 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]INTO THE NOTHING,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I AM FRAIL AND WITHERED. COVER UP THE WOUNDS THAT I CAN'T HIDE. BURY THE FALLEN, LIVE FOR THE DYING. I WON'T LEAVE AND LET YOU FALL BEHIND. STAY WITH ME, YOU'RE ALL I HAVE LEFT. I KNOW WE CAN MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.[/style]
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[/s] The corner of Ares' mouth twitched. "So, you've heard of me then?" He gave the girl a friendly smile. "It's not often that I meet new trainers who already know who I am. It's a nice change."Though his tone was kind, he couldn't completely mask the irritation that flickered through his eyes. She's hiding something, he thought, I don't know if it's important or not, but she's not being completely honest. His gaze rested on her for a few more seconds, the look on his face still amiable. It probably doesn't matter.He turned and looked down at Umbra, who currently had her gaze focused on the girl. "As you already know, this is Umbra. She's been my loyal companion for many years.""Oh, you're welcome!...My name is Rowan, and these are some of my pokemon, Aria, and Spectre."[/s] Ares smiled, this time the warmth spreading to his indigo eyes. "So, you're a psychic then? That certainly explains a lot. You know, my father was a psychic and-" He stopped. Why did I mention him?For a brief second, he said nothing, then he carried on. "Those are some nice pokemon you have there." He looked at them. "They seem to be very attached to you. Have you had them a long time?""It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance...I feel as if I've seen you before..."He chuckled. "You know, I get that a lot. I guess I just have one of those faces.""We were just making our way through the wood toward Pewter City when Aria and I sensed the presence of people in the area...You all actually gave Aria quite a scare!""Oh, so that's what you were looking at." he said, looking down at Umbra. "It was his Gastly you saw." She chirped. "Duh."He turned back to Rowan and looked at the small bird pokemon now turned against his chest. "I'm sorry about that. I really didn't mean to scare you." His hand absently stroked the silky fur of his Absol. "She's a skittish little thing, isn't she?""Oh, I'm sorry...I'm assuming Pewter City? Since that's where the next gym is,"[/s] Ares jumped, causing Umbra to snigger. Another person? Wow. I didn't think the forest was usually this busy. He gave her a tight smile, wary of the fact that her own grin had not made it to her eyes. "Uh, yeah. Well, I'm going to Pewter City at least. I can't be certain about everyone else..." He paused, then remembered his manners. "I would greatly appreciate any help you could offer. As you can probably tell, we're a little lost."[/style][/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font-size: 9px; margin-top: -2px;]MADE BY KIWII AT BTN![/style][/center]
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Post by green on Jul 18, 2012 17:53:27 GMT -5
[rs=2][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; background-color: #f3f1f1;][style=width: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0.5px; padding: 7px;] Eli watched as more and more people seemed to just appear out the trees. “uhh..hi everyone.” Eli nearly whispered. He wasn’t all that great with people yet, and he was just starting to be okay with Pokémon. Zippo looked at all the Pokémon around the clearing and started to cower, he wasn’t used to be around so many different Pokémon at once. Being with Sparky still made him slightly uneasy, though he was slowly getting used to it. ”So, there’s actually someone here who knows how to get to Pewter City?” his voice was just barely loud enough to be heard. He watched as everyone talked to each other, not really wanting to join in on the conversations. Eli started looking around, studying everyone who was in the clearing. So far, there only seemed to be an older looking man, a younger looking girl, and a younger boy around Eli’s age. Looking around, Eli started noticing different things about the forest. Not only where there Pokémon everywhere you turned, but the trees were a bit different. The color of the bark on some of the trees were darker than others, while the leaves on a couple of trees were completely different than the rest. Walking toward the trees with the oddly colored bark, Eli started noticing other things, such as the tree’s where getting thinner. Finally, he slipped out of sight of the others as he began to explore more and more of the forest, although it looked as if it was coming to an end. [/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 50px; text-align: center; color: #8f8f8f; width: 80px;]✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]absent friends[/style]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2012 23:27:14 GMT -5
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"So, you're a psychic then? That certainly explains a lot. You know, my father was a psychic and-"
"Yes, I am." he said, a small chuckle following his words, and keeping on with the conversation. The pause that Ares had made showed that it was quite obvious that he either didn't wish to share any more, or that he didn't mean to mention it at all. "Sabrina herself recruited me when I discovered my powers as a child, and I spent the last... almost twelve years at the Gym, developing battle techniques along with the mastery of my powers. I learned much about harnessing the true potential of the Psychic type and how to overcome their weaknesses as well, which why I recognized Umbra." He paused a moment, "I rather enjoyed my time there..." he finished, the memories of when he first arrived in Saffron rolling though his mind now.
"Those are some nice pokemon you have there." He looked at them. "They seem to be very attached to you. Have you had them a long time?"
The older man's question snapped him out of his dreamlike state. "Oh! Um... yes and no. Spectre has been with me forever... I befriended him in the Pokemon Tower when I was five years old, only a few months before I left for Saffron. He actually became my first official pokemon and he later joined me there, actually managing to develop Psychic powers himself!" He then looked to Aria, who was still fidgeting in his arms while Spectre smiled, happy to be praised so highly. "Aria on the other hand has only been with me a few days. I actually only caught her this week, but we immediately went though a very tough test. We were attacked by what I can only guess to be a member of Team Rocket! Thankfully we were able to escape, but for a very long while it looked quite grim for us... Because of it though, she and I grew much closer than we would have normally... Isn't that right, pretty girl?" he asked, bouncing her in his arms slightly.
"I'm sorry about that. I really didn't mean to scare you. She's a skittish little thing, isn't she?"
"Yes, part of it goes back to the attack, but she was already a bit, but then again, she is very young, only just hatched I think. She'll grow out of a little bit of it, but she does seem to be naturally timid."
"Come on, Aria... You don't have to be scared, they won't hurt you." It was then that the realization washed over him. Ares looked much like the teen who tried to steal his pokemon! He would keep this to himself for a while more, until he was really sure. He didn't want to insult the only member of the Elite Four that he would probably ever meet outside of battle.
He bowed slightly to Brynne as she introduced herself, though he thought he saw something like annoyance in her eyes, though other than possibly the many twigs in her hair, he didn't know why she would be annoyed. Before he could even be introduced to the other boy in the clearing, he was already moving away, so Rowan had to settle for a quick wave before he disappeared from sight.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You all must be wondering who I am. I'm Malori, .... Since that's where the next gym is,"
There really was a lot of people in the clearing, something he imagined to be rather odd sconsidering the size of the admittedly, quite large wood. He smiled at the woman who appeared out of nowhere and introduced herself as the Viridian Gym leader. "It is a pleasure, Miss Malori." he said a little more... not stiffly, but maybe respectfully than he had to Ares. He didn't know why, but Ares seemed like the kind of guy who wouldn't like being addressed as 'mister', he seemed a lot more amiable as well. Another thing that made him think this, was that Umbra looked powerful, and probably was, but his pokemon didn't look nearly as 'on edge' as Malori's... No, Umbra seemed much more... was it playful? Happy? He couldn't quite put a finger on it.
"Oh, no! I'm not lost." he laughed. "Aria here has been doing a splendid job picking up the natural trail left by the native pokemon which dwell in this forest. We only stopped here because she heard the many people gathered here and we decided to check it out. I'm quite glad we did though, as it allowed me to meet some very interesting people!"
WORDS;; 692;; TAGGED;; Brynne, Ares, Malori, EliPOKEMON;; Spectre (lvl 7) Aria (lvl 3)template made by emrysdaelan of Caution 2.0! keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off! |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 19, 2012 0:12:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=width,400,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]INTO THE NOTHING,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I AM FRAIL AND WITHERED. COVER UP THE WOUNDS THAT I CAN'T HIDE. BURY THE FALLEN, LIVE FOR THE DYING. I WON'T LEAVE AND LET YOU FALL BEHIND. STAY WITH ME, YOU'RE ALL I HAVE LEFT. I KNOW WE CAN MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.[/style]
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[/s] "Sabrina recruited you? Herself?" His voice rose half an octave as a flicker of admiration shot across his face. Finally, someone interesting. He grinned. "You must be pretty skilled then. I can't imagine her going to all that trouble if you weren't." After Rowan finished, he let out a whistle. "Twelve years you spent there? That's insane. I haven't even been a trainer for that long. I mean, come on, twelve years ago I was...I was-" He stopped again and a strange look passed over his face. Why do I keep talking myself into corners? For a moment he stood, silent. Let's just not think about that.Umbra yipped, and he remembered that the boy had mentioned her. "Are Absols different than normal pokemon?" he asked, eager to change the subject. "I mean, there are times that she, that she, um, she." He hesitated. "Shit, I don't know. Forget that I said anything.""Oh! Um... yes and no...Isn't that right, pretty girl?"[/s] Ares raised his eyebrows. "Team Rocket? Really? Damn." He let out a small laugh. "Good thing to see you won, though. I'd hate to see one of those thugs steal a pokemon away from a trainer like you." He shook his head. "I just don't get people like that." He paused for a moment as he remembered something from his past. "Well, I can understand stealing if you had absolutely no other choice, but in their case, they're just stealing because they can. It's completely wrong. I really hope someone brings an end to them soon." He looked down at Umbra for several seconds, trying to hide the forlorn look that had come into his eyes. His words about stealing had brought someone back to his memory who he hadn't thought about for quite a while. He remembered back when he was a child, when he and his brother used to have to steal to survive. Balthazar, he thought, his mind briefly flashing to David, Wherever you are, I hope you're doing all right. As the sorrow within him faded, he turned his gaze back up. The psychic had begun to speak again. "Yes, part of it goes back to the attack, but she was already a bit, but then again, she is very young, only just hatched I think. She'll grow out of a little bit of it, but she does seem to be naturally timid."[/s] Ares couldn't help but chuckle at this. "Ah, yes. I remember back when I first got Fenrir, my Mightyena. You wouldn't think it was possible if you met him now that he had ever been at all timid, but, believe me, he was. The first day I got him, he ended up running away in terror from a Magikarp that a trainer I knew had." He smiled at this memory. "Ah, they're crazy when they're young.""Oh, no! I'm not lost...I'm quite glad we did though, as it allowed me to meet some very interesting people!"[/s] Really, Ares thought, He knows where he's going. Damn. I feel stupid now. Why in the world did I make Siri forget Fly? Why? he sighed. Lack of planning on my part I suppose.[/style][/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font-size: 9px; margin-top: -2px;]MADE BY KIWII AT BTN![/style][/center]
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