IntSys

Now, now, I know what you're thinking, "Don't we have enough of these Mega Flygon?" well, I think I may have found the solution to truly make a proper Mega Flygon. (Not using the many premade Mega Flygon pics because I'm a hipster) Mega Flygon Type: Ground / Flying Ability: Aerilate HP: 80 Atk: 100 -> 110 (+10) Def: 80 -> 90 (+10) SpA: 80 -> 120 (+40) SpD: 80 -> 90 (+10) Spe: 100 -> 130 (+30) BST: 520 -> 620 (+100) Flygon brings the sandstorm into the battlefield! Now, at first glance, you may think that this is just an inferior Mega Salamence, but that's where you'd be WRONG! Mega Flygon's Boomburst actually hurts more than Mega Salamence's Double-Edge. Ground/Flying is also a nice type combination, only having merely two weaknesses, while boasting two immunities. On top of that, it also gets Quick Attack and Double-Edge to make use of its decent physical prowess, surprising special walls and taking out weakened foes. Desert Siren (Standard, Special Attacker) Poor Man's Mega Salamence? (Mixed Dragon Dance)

"My name's Lin Zoren." He answers, before he continues munching on the rest of the tuna. One would be able to tell that he eats the fish thoroughly; not even a single bit of bone was left. In a few seconds, the fish is already gone. "Are you a siren? Those wings are a dead giveaway," he asked.

Zoren turns to the boy, lowering the half-eaten tuna. "To be exact, I'm from East China Sea," he smiles as he answers, "I just take this form on land." Zoren manages to keep an unaccented voice as he speaks, "Are you from Korea? You look a lot like one of those K-pop band members."

"You could always put down the bags. Nothing is stopping you." Zoren says, "I'm Lin Zoren." he answers to the big guy. He leaves a clean trail as he paces around the gate. After a few seconds, he puts down his bags and unzipped one of them. He takes out a tuna, somehow not rotten and stinky at all, and begins eating it while sitting on the other bag.

An Asian man in verdant and white clothes gazes upon the bright, cloudless sky. While the fashion may have been popular a thousand years ago, he just looks like a cosplayer right now. He seems mildly disappointed, despite the wonderful weather. He holds two overstuffed camping bags in his hands, but he doesn't seem to break a single sweat at all. "Be patient, miss," he steps before the lady with animal-ear hat, dragging his long clothes along the way, "we have to meet up with the others in our groups first. Speaking of which, are you part of group twelve?"

"I put his shady data into one of the Arcology's computers, and in return, he should deactivate every camera sneaking up on us. Last time I checked, he did, but now there are cameras again all the sudden. And guess what, they're literally right up our bums!" Halley said, rather upset.

"Oh, Deus," Halley stopped and scanned for cameras again, "bastard, there are still cameras on us!" she frowned. "Tell him this: I fulfilled my end of the promise, and he should do so too. If he refuses, tell him to disable the security system for us."

Emmanuel picked up the ball and held it before his face. "Thanks, Poochy. See ya later," he smiled to himself and walked to the drill on his own. He took out his A-Comm again. "These Oran Berries... They're natural. These were only thought to exist in #03, and no one has lived to bring one back. The GMO ones at #05 were modified so much that they stopped being berries and instead becoming synthetic food a long time ago." He took a berry out sneakily and observed it in his palm, "This is it. First step... agriculture," he quickly put the berry back into the Bag.

"That's... something," Halley remarked at the guardsman's body. "The only way forward is through this door, then. They can't possibly booby-trap a freaking office, right? Right?" She simply followed the others. >>>>>>>>Take pictures of George as it eats your various lab assistants....FOR SCIENCE!

"Thank you, sir." Emmanuel took the empty Aether Ball. He stepped forward and reached for his ball instinctively. Without a second thought, he opened the ball. A lustrous flash, and at the end of it was a green and amoebic presence - Solosis. She looked at Emmanuel, then Poochy, and quietly entered Emmanuel's coat, latching onto his back. Emmanuel smiled at Poochy, as if knowing Solosis had already introduced herself. "I'm not very fond of these balls, but we simply have to live with them. If you're ready for the ball, just tap its button." He knelt down to Poochy's level and showed her the ball. He put it on the ground right before her. "There are some extra procedures you'll have to go through. They should be painless, though."

Halley sighed and stopped once more. "Hurry up already, the guards may be already en-route to this floor." The message went directly to Edmond.

Halley threw the comm crystal at Edmond and located the radio frequency of his suit on her own. Seeing the others having finally caught up, she went through the door, leading the way to the closest elevator shaft.

"Don't ask me, ask Poochy!" Emmanuel smiled at Radovan. The smile quickly faded away as he turned back to the employees, replaced with a stern look accompanied by an inaudible sigh.

"Kept you waiting, huh?" Halley quietly inserted her finger into the USB port and installed the data Deus had gave her. She looked to the robed man's exit. "You sure went through a lot to make sure I install this in time." She opened the door and stood by it, waiting for the others' arrival. >>>>Slap some sense into your lab assistants, I mean it's only a Class 20 Memetic Anti Sanity Mutating Emotion Feeder, I mean sure the scale only goes up to 5.....but that is no excuse for a lack of professionalism and inquisitional spirit!

Halley halted her steps and turned to the crazed angel floating feet above. She saw something... it was a crimson angel of death, a bringer of despair, and... herself? Her blaster pointed upward. A drop of tear fell, yet, she couldn't bring herself to fire. "I'm... sorry." She said quietly. She turned away from her and hopped across the lava. Each step felt heavier than the one that came before.

"Oh, sirs, allow me to introduce to you my friend and companion, Poochy," Emmanuel said, "With what you did to Solosis, I guess you won't allow her to roam free, either, am I right? Just give me the ball. I'll do what is needed according to 'PEACE'." He put his hand toward the employees, asking for an Aether Ball. One could clearly tell that he didn't want to do this very much from his tone. *PEACE: Pokemon Encountering and Capturing Exercises

Tell Emilia to appear in late sessions on Fri/Sat and then we can talk about why she's not getting enough challengers.

"Yeah, you better run! You're lucky that I'm not here to catch mooks like you- " ... and a storm of comets crashed right above Halley, before she could even rendezvous with the others. She slid down the wall and landed on top of a piece of rubble, taking an unhealthy amount of shrapnel and bullets. "Come ON, Lexiel, are you still holding a grudge against me?" She looked up from the huge crater. She could tell that they fell down twenty-five floors, and that about a hundred of eyes were unceremoniously looking down the crater. "Just... do your thing." She carefully hopped across whatever remained of the office and climbed up from there.

"Already leaving, huh? Always in such a hurry. Well, Sena, I doubt if they'll just wait for us here, so let's hit the road." Emmanuel sighed and looked at the sleeping dragon one more time. "I'll be back to unravel the mystery of this world. Just you wait." "I'll try to get you some snacks later, and then you can meet my friend, Solosis!" He smiled at Poochy. He left the house and followed Kai back to the Nexus drill.

"Oh, so now you're bringing out the gun." Halley mocked the guard and took aim at the intimidating pistol. A stream of energy blasts came right at the gun, covering the areas where the guard could hide his gun. Of course, that meant even if they missed, they'd hit the limp sucker anyway.

There is a quick save option (The D Button). Though, you sound like you're talking about autosaving, which is turned off by default (You can turn it back on in the Options menu). You can access all of your autosaves in your Saved Games folder. EDIT: Ouch, ninja'd by two people.

The middle child of the Hitmon family, the one looked down by all... Mega Hitmonchan Type: Fighting Ability: Unparalleled Fist (This Pokemon's punch-based attacks have 1.5x power) HP: 50 Atk: 105 -> 155 (+50) Def: 79 -> 99 (+20) SpA: 35 -> 25 (-10) SpD: 110 -> 115 (+5) Spe: 76 -> 111 (+35) BST: 455 -> 555 (+100) The shabby boxer finally sees his day, stepping into the World Championship arena. What he gained was a simple, but surprisingly effective improved version of Iron Fist. With it, he gets to become one of the strongest priority user in the whole metagame, on par with Jolly E-Killer Arceus. Mega Hitmonchan also offers the stats to become a self-sustaining sweeper that can bring his foes to their knees with ease. However, while the ability may look overpowered at a glance, most punching moves are actually quite lacking in power (equal or less than 75 BP). Mega Hitmonchan also doesn't hit hard enough with an unboosted Drain Punch, and requires a Bulk Up beforehand to really start picking up momentum. Mega Hitmonchan also suffers heavily from FMSS, with each set having its own weaknesses to watch out for. Patience is a Virtue (SubPunch Stallbreaker) Mike Tyson's Punch-Out! (Sweeper) Hitmonchan's movepool offers strange options like Power-Up Punch, Fake Out and Rapid Spin, but to be honest, he doesn't really have the room for those.

"You're not even trying anymore, gosh!" Halley brushed the guard's kick aside and quickly pressed her blaster against his neck, launching another barrage of blasts.

Name: Lin Zoren Gender: Male Age: 90 Species: Chinese Sea Dragon Appearance: Zoren is a young sea dragon about 50 feet long in length and 3 feet in width. His body is covered in aqua green scales, with yellow fins lined along the spine. At the end of it, there is an aquamarine tail fin about 4 feet wide. His head is adorned with a large pair of golden horns that glow in darkness. Two white whiskers extend from his crocodile-like nose. He takes a human form when traveling on land. In his human form, he's a six-foot tall, yellow-skinned teenage boy of average build, wearing verdant and white oriental clothes much like that of ancient Chinese scholars (Like this, sans the face). He takes a feathered fan with him all the time. Personality: Zoren is very orderly and tidy. He's very interested in human culture and politics and often shares his thoughts on it. He's also a very strict person, taking upon himself to enforce rules around his living space. He rarely goes out on his own, often reading newspapers and other information media. However, with a simple 'Please', he can be dragged out of his dorm easily. On relationships, he's often the kind that waits passively and breaks up passively, rarely making either kind of move on his own. For some reasons, he never seems to be hurt from breakups ever. Though, he does seem to read a lot of romance novels after breakups. Backstory: Zoren hails from the East China Sea, a descendant of the East Sea Dragon King. 'Zoren' came from 'to assist' and 'man'. As a child, he loved to play with sunken ships and planes on the seafloor, but it didn't take long for him to get tired of them. He wanted to know about the world above water, so he asked his parents. In return, they took him to a Chinese hermit and had him as Zoren's teacher. The hermit was a sagacious Jinshi of the late Qing Dynasty who went into seclusion upon the Xinhai revolution. He taught Zoren all that he knew about the world, especially the politics. The young dragon showed huge interest for politics. The hermit tried his best to persuade him not to involve himself in the affairs of man. Unfortunately, when the hermit died, Zoren did not give up his goals. He'd read newspapers sold in the seaside towns nearby, constantly keeping himself updated on the state of the Asian countries. During this time, he had also exchanged information with sea monsters traveling by the Kuroshio and the Oyashio, learning even more about exotic cultures. He wanted to travel with them as well, but his parents did not allow him to do so, fearing that he might become a revolutionary with their aid. One day, the news of the Aurora University spread to their ears. Believing that he'll be much safer in the university's care, Zoren's parents sent him there. He decides to take a major in History and aspires to raise poor countries from poverty and war.