Glorious Escapism Roleplay

Rahkshi500 · Joined: 07 Jul 2010 Posts: 3230 Location: Unknown

Director Grigori sat in his chair observing the staff working their daily routines via camera. His eyes turned to the screen featuring a giant machine, alien in appearance, with scientists and engineers making sure that the thing is perfectly good and willing to go. This machine was the key to everything the Director had planned.

There was a knock on his door, which he sighed and replied with a "Come in." The door opened and a man stepped in and walked over to his desk.

"Director, sir, we've reported that the Great Harmony has been spotted and will enter our docks within the hour." The man spoke.

"Good," Said Grigori. "Very good. Have everything ready. I want our guests to be given a grand warm welcome."

"Yes, sir." The man bowed and turned to make his leave. Grigori turned back to observe the monitors.

'Soon it shall all begin. I'm looking forward to this.'

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A door opened on the Great Harmony, and Ilya stepped outside, yawning and stretching. It was still dark outside, but sunrise shall arrive soon, so he wanted to get an early start.

He walked out onto the bow's deck of the luxurious cruise-line and stared out at the ocean. His eyes were greeting by the exquisite view of the calm dark blue ocean with a not as dark blue starry sky hanging above the aquatic world. "So beautiful." He whispered to himself. Out at the distance he could see his destination, the Battle Isles.

"I can't wait to meet Uncle Grigori," His said excitedly. He rarely saw his uncle despite the fact that he lives with him. He didn't mind that he was busy; in fact, he was very understandable, plus it gives him the freedom to pursue his own goals.

"The Warrior King Festival," Ilya continued talking to himself. "This will be the stepping stones towards my dream. I'll win this contest, together with my Pokemon."
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Rabukurafuto · Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:57 am Post subject:

[Itsuko walked on the surface of the Great Harmony, a bit sad to have to leave since she had enjoyed the company of other trainers so much, learning about them and their Pokémon. Her spirits rose upon seeing the island in the distance though. It would be a good place for Hellguar and Efee to play and gain experience. How many new Pokémon would she see? Catch perhaps?

She spotted a girl in a blue jumper, black shorts, blue beret, and a red scarf on the deck with her. She strolled up behind the girl, wondering about her.

"So, excited about the Battle Isles?" she asked. "I hope there's wild Pokémon for me to study. Are there any Pokémon you wish to get?"]
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Selrahc · Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:54 am Post subject:

Connor Kimball, that is your name, his conscience hammered in his brain. The tall, muscular figure had been meditating through the entire cruise, avoiding contact with anyone if possible. Despite his self-imposed solitude however, he couldn't shake the feeling as to how low he sunk himself.

"I don't know how I can keep making excuses for you like this."

"I'm sorry, mo-"

"Ahem..."

"I mean, Officer Jenny."

"You can't always froth in rage when you're trying to take down any operations affiliated with Team Rocket. You're a professional, you can't just shoot up the place, or sic Arcanine on every Team Rocket member there present!"

"I understand, mam. But I swear, it's the-"

"I understand that you have your grievances against your handlers, but that's no excuse to make us look bad by almost killing everyone involved. You realize you're making me look bad, too, right?"

"Yes, mam."

"Good."

"So, I guess I'm fired now, right, mo-, mam?"

"Not quite."

"That was my last referral, though. I'm supposed to be dis-"

"I have one last assignment for you."

"What?"

The cabin he occupied inside the Great Harmony was spacious, yet felt he felt nothing but the cool winds of the sea as he walked outside. It was almost morning, although he could still see the moon and some stars out. He could hear the cries of the Wingull and Pelippers signaling the coming of the sun.

"The Battle Isles are scheduled to open tomorrow. From what we can gather, the director, Grigori, has been involved in some shady operations prior, but we had no concrete evidence to connect him to it."

"So as my last chance before you're forced to save face, I have to go and investigate the place. Find anything that looks questionable, say cages of Pokemon, and report it back to you."

"You're definitely not the screw-up you make yourself out to be on the field. By the way, you'll be going under the alias Connor Kimble. How you want to look is up to you, but make sure its conspicous so it doesn't attract too much attention."

"Huh, any look I want?"

*sigh* "Please, don't mess this up. You've been a great agent for 12 years, my son for twice as long."

"All right, I won't. I promise, mam."

"Good luck, son."

Dressing like the Terminator may be a bit much, but compared to the other hard-ass trainers I look like a kitten. At least I didn't choose any 'shades, he thought
to himself as some of the ocean spray gently hit his face. I won't fail again, I'm taking this guy down with me if I have to.

A small feminine figure approached him, but with a glare he managed to get the figure to not bother him any further.
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

[A strong breeze whipped across the deck of the Great Harmony, causing FrouFrou LaMorte to curse under her breath and pull her fluffy, grey wrap tighter around her bosom. She'd have much preferred to have been inside the warm, comforting hull, but some blonde-haired broad - "Itsuko" or something, she had said her name was - had intervened after the smell of Frou's cigars began to upset the other trainers, and suggested she go smoke in the fresh air.

She looked down at the supposedly-offensive cigar hanging freely from her mouth, to see the wind had extinguished it. Cursing once more, Frou rummaged for the metal lighter in her clutch bag - poised on the floor nearby - her cigar falling from her mouth as she bent over. She eyed the little, toxic bundle as it rolled frantically across the deck, before making a leap for freedom into the ocean. She supposed a Basculin, or a creature of a similar kin, would try and devour it later.

With little else to do now her precious cigar had betrayed her, Frou leant back against the wooden beams separating her from a plunge into the water and surveyed her surroundings. The Battle Isles - currently no more than a dark, lumpy shape in the distance, contrasted against a background of deep, swirling blues with twinkling stars - didn't look like anything the other trainers should be going crazy about. Still, it had to be better than the fate she was resigned to now - seasick and cranky. Although in a way, as much as she despised being on this ol' hunk of driftwood, the cold breeze and the noisy Wingulls, in a way it was... Nice.
'Better than the stench of those big industrial cities,' Frou told herself. Anything was better than the time she had to spend in Mauville City, the reek of that godawful power station beneath the town burning into her nostrils. However - not like she would admit this to anyone - she really liked being on the deck of the Great Harmony because if she closed her eyes, listening to the gentle whisper of the waves, she could imagine she was back in her beloved Slateport again. She felt the corners of her lips curving into a thin smile, and she petted the soft fur of her wrap at the memory.

It was then, however, she caught sight of the guy on the other side of the deck. A tall, brown-skinned man, who had some kind of "badass" getup going on. He looked like he might have a cigar, or at least be more interesting than that kid she'd seen wandering around the deck. The same kid this "badass" had managed to dismiss with a glare not much earlier, oddly enough.
"Hey, you! Mr. Cool Guy!" She yelled, gesturing to him wildly. "You got any cigars?"]

Rahkshi500 · Joined: 07 Jul 2010 Posts: 3230 Location: Unknown

Ilya turned around to see a blonde-haired girl in a creamy sweater-vest and skirt and wearing glasses. "Oh, hello there," he smiled. "Yeah, I'm excited; I'll be able to see if I'm ready to achieve my life-long dream. And for the Pokemon, if I meet one that appeals to me enough, I might want to catch it. But until then, I'm very comfortable with the only six Pokemon I have."

He looked down at his backpack he held in his hand. "On second thought, I don't know if I want to replace the ones I have. I mean, they've always been the ones I've used and I think I've grown very attached to them. It would seem a little cruel of me to replace any of them with a new one."

Ilya looked back at the girl and blushed. "Oh, sorry, I kinda went into too much detail. So how about you? Are you looking forward to my destination as well?"
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Rabukurafuto · Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 10:56 am Post subject:

[Itsuko nodded, pushing her glasses up with a finger. "Yes, I'm excited to observe all the Pokémon this event is sure to bring. With trainers from all over the world I'm sure to see all kinds."]
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And you too could see, if you was widdle ol' me!

Selrahc · Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 3:16 am Post subject:

Connor saw the figure wave at him in a kind of hilarious manner, almost how an Apiom would scream and holler. He chuckled, but as far as he was concerned, she wasn't getting anything from him unless she approached him.

Then again, it was pretty funny to watch her make a fool of herself so he continued to watch the amusing 'dance.'
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

[The faint smile she saw spreading over Mr. Cool Guy's lips in response to her display made a twinge of rage course through Frou. Her umber eye - painted in an exaggerated fashion with eyeshadow a deep, poisonous shade of mauve - twitched slightly, and she raised her stilletto-clad foot, more than ready to stomp over to him and cause a scene.

She caught herself at the last moment, realizing how ridiculous it would have made her look. She didn't need any more of a bad reputation - being disqualified before she even reached the Battle Isles would have been far too humiliating. Instead, she opted to reason with him.

Frou adjusted her prized fascinator - a faux, near-black rose, accompanied by an arrangement of far-too-real Honchkrow feathers - and fiddled with the fastener on her fur wrap, ensuring she looked presentable. She puffed out her chest, much in the way of a young, proud Pidgey, and began to waltz over to this "Tough Guy", her hips swaying like a metronome with each step she took.

"Excuse me, Sir." Frou muttered - making sure to inject extra venom into her tone on the last word as she sidled up beside Mr. Cool Guy. "I do believe you mustn't have heard me, but I did just ask you if you have any cigars you'd be willing to share with a lady."]

Rahkshi500 · Joined: 07 Jul 2010 Posts: 3230 Location: Unknown

Ilya nodded back. "That's great. Maybe I can show you my Pokemon when we reach our destination." The scenery behind him changed color, the dark blue sky being slowly transformed into a blurry pink.

He held out a hand to the girl. "What's your name? Mine's Ilya." The sun then peaked out from the horizon, its bright rays accentuating the radiance of his golden hair.
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Rabukurafuto · Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 2:31 am Post subject:

["Itsuko, please," she answered to Ilya. She realized that she spent so much time with Pokémon that she wasn't totally sure how to best talk with Ilya. Well, there was always Pokémon to talk about.]
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Selrahc · Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 4:49 am Post subject:

Cute, Connor thought as the lady he apparently offended came over and looked like she was going to punch him. "Sorry, I don't smoke, but if you're looking for a lighter..." he answered, activating one of his Poke Balls before throwing it on to the deck.

Arcanine greeted the lady with a howl that broke the silence of morning. "Arcanine, Flamethrower. Light her up." Arcanine was confused at first, then after a quick glance and a nod from Connor, Arcanine let loose a pillar of fire from his mouth. The attack wasn't exactly aimed however, as per his trainer's cues. It seemed that her cigar wasn't the only thing Arcanine didn't light up as part of her hair was caught in the pillar. Arcanine began to laugh, as did Connor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," he chuckled, "Well, at least your entire head didn't catch on fire."
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

[Frou screeched as the jet of fire spiralled towards her - not doing a very good job of ducking out of its way, she noticed, as flames licked at her peripheral vision and the faint smell of sizzling floated into her nostrils. She frantically started swatting at her hair, attempting to extinguish the few lighted strands before they singed too badly, before ripping her fascinator off of her head to check it for damage - thankfully, for Mr. Cool Guy's sake more than anything else, it was unharmed.

"Y-You...!" She hissed, flickering her cold, muddy glare from the tall figure in front of her to his chuckling Arcanine, and back again. She reached into her clutch bag and toyed with the Luxury Pokeball that housed her precious Grovyle, Treacle, as she briefly contemplated revenge.

'No.' Frou thought to herself with a sigh. She'd have plenty of time to get him back on the Battle Isles later. She looked back up at Mr. Cool Guy, trying not to appear -too- icy.
"Just who do you think you are, anyway?"]

Rahkshi500 · Joined: 07 Jul 2010 Posts: 3230 Location: Unknown

Ilya smiled. "Let's hope to have a good time at the islands, Itsuko."

The docks can be seen from the bow of ship, but Ilya instead caught sight of two adults who looked like they were arguing.

Thinking it was best to settle it peacefully, Ilya walked past Itsuko with an "Excuse me," and approached the man and woman.

"Excuse me," he said. "But is there something wrong here that I can help you sort it out peacefully?"
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Rabukurafuto · Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 10:13 pm Post subject:

[Itsuko heard the hiss of fire, and turned to see the fight going on. Some fights definitely got out of hand, and she hoped something could be done about it.]
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Where others are blind, I am futurely inclined
And you too could see, if you was widdle ol' me!

Selrahc · Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:15 pm Post subject:

Connor had caught the attention of two feminine-looking figures that were on the bow. Connor noticed that the one who approached them was actually a boy, but considering he already drew attention with his little comedy act he needed to act like another clueless trainer than a profiling police officer.

"We're alright, mam, but thank you for asking," Connor politely answered, trying to play down the incident.

But what really caught Connor's attention before the 'lady' interjected was that fur thing that his victim was wearing around her. It looked like a Mightyena's pelt, but with all of the commotion he made he could only make a mental note of it.
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