Tacos

I thought there was no roleplayer shipping according to Huk, silly.

My lack of presence on the server allows me to be immune to all this shipping. But with the showdown move I'm sure that won't last too long.

Ark.... Has the little shit hypnotized you or something?

The Flygon was unfazed by the Gibles trying to pull it down. Instead, it took off, going high into the sky. Ryan felt bad, and decided to drop a whole case of pokeblock for the poor Gibles to eat.

Can I ask why male is required? And most of the people listed aren't really worth it I would say.

Jackson approached the small hope, still wondering why he was asked to come here. He sauntered up to the door and gave 3 loud knocks, hoping he could get some answers as to why he was brought here.

Carissa watched as everyone seemed to be slithering out of the door to prepare. "I guess it's best we do the same, Lila." Carissa reached into her pocket and pulled out the Luxury Ball that houses Lila. She pressed the golden button, and Lila was sucked into the ball in a golden flash. She then squeezed out the door, on her way to prepare herself.

Are we allowed to have hidden power and/or choose its typing?

Join the club c:

I was in a Nightcore mood today, and decided to find Nightcores of one of my previously favorite artists, Little Mix. And also, who doesn't mind a little Owl City.

Carissa watched as Seth began talking to a boy and left before Carissa even spat out a word. Just my luck, being quiet makes you an easy target for being ignored. She turned to the other boy, twirling her hair once again, out of nervousness. "Hi, I'm Carissa and... um... this is Lila." Carissa rubbed underneath her Milotic's neck, a gesture she had come to realize was one of Lila's favorites. "You're Adam, right? And you said Lockhart would not appreciate Giga missing. Is Lockhart perhaps a water type? If so, I'd love to see her." Carissa pulled at her necklace a little bit, enjoying the feeling of the friction between the chain and her skin. In fact, it eased her nervousness just as much as twirling her hair.

I meant more along the lines of everyone being involved in that group.

So... looks like everyone's having fun over in that group :c

Carissa was surprised to see that someone had acknowledged her introduction. She looked the boy up and down, looking for any signs of danger, hidden knives, a holstered gun, a rather large bulge coming from any pockets. When she noticed none, she looked the boy in the eyes and spoke. "Pleasure to meet you, Nemir, and you as well, Vis." She gave a small bow, Lila doing the same. Then Lila wrapped her tail around Carissa, shielding her face with the fanned end of her tail. Lila was very protective of Carissa, and while she knew this man wasn't dangerous, she still felt the need to keep Carissa sheltered.

Well normally a Thresh or a Braum won't be chunking half of the enemy's health, and other supports like Nami or Soraka at least have some sort of heal, and while Annie does do hella damage for a support, she has a reliable source of stun in comparison to Brand having to hit one spell and then hit a skill shot within a short window of time.

All these speculations.... Oh boy.

Had a support Brand literally one day before that article was made. Needless to say, my experience with him was not so fun. Never hit a stun so I was left with an only damage support who took every chance to try and take a kill. Claimed I was new and an awful player after I was 7/1/4 by 20 minutes. Glad I haven't seen one since.

Ryan laughed as the Gibles seemed to be protecting Glacien from him. "Hey Glacien, flood them out if you want to." Glacien gave a nod before water began to profusely pour out of Glacien's mouth, beginning to fill the hole, but then sinking away in the sand. "Well that didn't work too well." Ryan tapped Flygon on the back, signaling it to dive into the pit. The flygon followed the command, and Ryan scooped Glacien up and out and flew right outside the edge of the pit. He gave a complimentary "tongue-out" to the Gibles.

You can put tags on your threads, so that they can be linked to other threads with the same tags. This one is tagged under the keywords: RP, Role Playing, story, fanfiction. Notice how at the bottom, there are other threads linked by the same tags. And now that I'm done with that long post, its time to finish reading the previous parts of the roleplay. >.>

Current Time Carissa stood against the wall of the gym, her left leg bent, her foot resting against the wall. She gently began to twirl her left ponytail, her brown hair glistening from gentle care. Her gaze fell upon Lucas as he began briefing their mission. Grabbing attention was never my forte anyway. I doubt my relevance will even be recognized here. But that's okay. I came to do my job, the job I was asked to do, and bring down this 'Goddess.' I didn't come to kill, so he won't have to worry about that from me. But then again, if it's the only option, I won't refrain. She began to tap the wall with her right hand out of boredom. I'm surprised I even got here safely. Yesterday, 10:42 P.M. Carissa's mind fell back to the previous day. The sky was pure black, aside from gray, wispy clouds that seemed to linger awkwardly. The ferry was silent, most of its passengers asleep, or worshipping Dawn in one of the three churches within the boat. Carissa, however, stood near the edge of the boat, on the outer deck. This area wasn't available to the public, but Carissa knew that no one would see or go after her anyway. The wind whistled through her hair, the salt from the sea ruining the softness she had worked so hard on. Everything was quiet, peaceful, something she'd never known in her life. She enjoyed it. The calm was disturbed by a sudden clunkiness against the floor. Like leather weights against wood. Carissa turned to see a very large man. He was your average "most-likely-a-secret-agent" type of guy, black suit, black sunglasses, an earpiece hanging from his right ear. "May I help you?" Carissa wasn't afraid. If this man got to close, she always had Lila, her trusty Milotic by her side. One Hydro Pump and this man would be over the edge and out of her life. The man stepped forward. He hurriedly shoved an envelope into Carissa's hand. In a very deep and quick voice, the man spoke. "It is in your best interest to read what lies inside that envelope, Ms. Carissa Petale." The man, in a flash, revealed a Pidgeot and flew away with it, leaving Carissa with a troubled face on the deck. She looked down at the envelope. Perfectly white, not a blemish on it. In gold print, it was addressed to her, Carissa Petale. Carissa used her nail to open the envelope. She pulled out the letter. It was written on white paper and with the same golden writing on the envelope. She was hesitant for a moment, but then her eyes began to absorb the sea of words in front of her. The wind blew the paper around slightly, so the reading was a bit of a chore. Dear Carissa Petale: We are pleased to announce that you are invited to join Team Dusk, an organization created solely for the purpose of taking down Dawn and the tyrannic cult she has brought with her. Our surveillance picked up that you were there when an innocent man was beaten to death in the Department Store of Lilycove for refusing to be a follower of the Church of Dawn. Our cameras picked up your horrified and disgusted face, and we've been monitoring you ever since. We've seen you, sitting in your home next to your Milotic, Lila, going on and on about how Dawn deserves a terrible end, and hopefully by the hands of you. Well, now you've been given the chance. We are giving you the opportunity to be a part of our successful squadron, Unit Sylveon, or Unit-S, for short. If you have any interest, make your way to Eterna City, west of Mt. Coronet. Rendezvous inside the Eterna City Gym to begin your mission. We hope to see you there, Carissa Petale. -Team Dusk Carissa pushed the letter back into the envelope. She was determined. This was her chance. Dawn was not going to rule this world any longer. Carissa descended back into the boat, finding her room, and slipping under the sheets of the bed, waiting for their arrival in Canalave the next morning. Current Time Carissa snapped back into reality when a man named Jory approached someone who Carissa assumed to be a rookie, much like her. Carissa stared at the two of them, trying to pick up pieces of information, but there wasn't much to begin with. She was interrupted when a Snorlax appeared out of nowhere, and the girl sidestepped in order to avoid being crushed by the oaf. She sighed, inhaling quickly, and exhaling slightly slower. She began to speak. "Hello, my name is Carissa Petale, and this..." Carissa released her Milotic. "...is Lila." Carissa was speaking as loud as she possibly could at the moment. However, in comparison to your average person, the volume of her voice currently only barely matched up to that of a normal speaking volume.

Oh boy, this is gonna be oodles of fun for Ryan. Is the pit small enough for Flygon? I'm just gonna assume that Celebi had met Kage and Ryan previously in the future, and that's what it meant by Kage's request?

Well, your last post suggests she's ignorant to the lives of whom she considers her closest friends. Use that.

Ryan laughed even more when the Gibles began waddling after him. He signaled Flygon to take off, but lower to the ground, so he could have some fun with this chase. Ryna reached down to grab Glacien's pokeball. He clicked the button, and in a flash of light, Glacien popped out with his usual wide grin. However, this time, he wasn't able to hold on so tight to Flygon. Glacien rolled off of the dragon's back, pushing himself and the two Gibles into the pit they had created.

I don't care where Carissa is put. Anything she can do to help, she'll appreciate.