Ivorypaw said, "How do you think I am? I'm paralyzed and stuck in a prison! This is soooo boring..."
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Ivorypaw picked up a piece of glass and threw it, pretending it stabbed the leader of The Elite's heart. It sounded boring, but what was a paralyzed cat supposed to do?
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Ivorypaw, a paralyzed lynx, looked around. he was paralyzed neck-and-under, so he was an easy target for angry guards. He thought The Elite would be loyal enough to not imprison cats who had been in their clan but had been captured by a different clan and raised there. He couldn't believe it! The only cat he knew here in this all-too-familiar world was Coldplay. He had been in the House of Mirrors many times before, but as a guard or bystander to see what happened to the unlucky captured cats
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So, this is the rare pokemon celebration festival! You may be a rare pokemon on a float, or a team plasma recruit/senior (later team plasma will raid the party, it IS a rare pokemon festival
!), a trainer, or a trainer AND their pokemon. so if your a trainer with your pokemon on a float, then fill out pokemon and trainer forms. if your a plasma member with their pokemon then you fill out plasma form and pokemon form. Also, team plasma mass-produced their own master balls, so if you are a pokemon and you're hit by a pokeball, you can't escape. then we'll go and raid plasma headquarters to get back all our stolen pokemon. here is the stuff
TrainerName:
age:
personality:
gender:
Describe your rare pokemon float:
looks:
other:
pokemon
Name:
species:
trainer(if none, put N/A):
personality:
age:
gender:
other:
Team plasma member:code number:
name:
specialist or grunt:
truly evil:
personality:
other
Rules
1. Always... no, never... no, wait,.... just go to rule 2!
2. You may battle for your pokemon, and all pokemon captured can only be bred and tested on in the labs with their own permission
3: all cussing allowed
4: no killing unless the owner of the character allows it
5: You can't be a pokemon that's already been chosen
6: If you read rules put 'Pokefest' in other area. you cannot roleplay unless it's in there.So, heres my form!
Name: Fyre
age: 16
personality: shy, loves pokemon, doesn't talk much
gender: female
Describe your rare pokemon float: a Milotic that is robotically programmed to move it's head side to side. on it's back is a beautiful carved carriage-type thing with entrically carved seats for the riders of the float.
looks: at bottom
other: Pokefest!pokemon
Name: Milo
species: milotic
trainer(if none, put N/A): Fyre
personality: spirited, never backs down, loyal
age: i dunno. this is officially an optional question now
gender: male
other: Pokefest -
Ivorypaw saw Boltstrike and snarled to himself. Then he picked up a large shard of glass with his teeth and threw it at him
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Ivorypaw, a paralyzed, helpless Riverclan lynx apprentice, lowered his head in submission because all he could move was his head, and closed his eyes when he saw the Elitist coming. The Elite had even managed to tame his proud boasting spirit and amazing fighting skills
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"Hey, anyway, you wanna hear a story? maybe it could help you from being driven mad from this place", he spat, looking around
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Boltstrike had dodged. Ivorypaw yowled, "BUZZ OFF, YOU BADGER-HEARTED, BOBTAILED, FLEABRAINED WEAKLING" He glanced at Coldplay and wondered how long it would be until his neck healed
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Ivorypaw saw another cat and rolled his eyes. The weak ones who sobbed were the first to get tortured. The strong spirited ones were also tortured first too, so he knew exactly how to pretend to be if he wanted to not be tortured
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the milotic said, "Then let's get going!"
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Ivorypaw whipped his back and hissed, not recognizing Decembersnows and only seeing her blue eyes in the shadows. "You mousebrained Elitists finally found out it's me- oh, good, It's just you, Decemberpaw." He looked down, lost in thought, then stared in the direction of the only exit there. He thought, It would be too easy to escape only if Jeweloptics would help... but I won't try. I can't endanger my clanmates by trying to help them escape. Then he glanced back at Decemberpaw, squashing his thoughts in case she had the strange ability to read minds. He would have shuffled his paws if he weren't paralyzed, and he thought he would die of boredom before the Elitists even tortured him once
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Ivorypaw said, "Yeah, I'm fine. But I can't move."
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Ivorypaw gave him an unhappy look and grabbed a curtain that had fallen in his mouth and covered himself with it
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The Milotic stared at her and said, "Creepy."
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He blinked. How the hell would any plan work with him paralyzed? Unless it was a plan for the rest of them. He pulled the curtain off of himself and said, "So what's the plan then?"
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Ivorypaw said, "Uh huh, and exactly HOW did Rangerstar plan me getting paralyzed?"
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Ivorypaw said, "I haven't seen him from THIS EXACT SPOT THAT I'M STUCK IN."
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"This is the worst place to be for little fragile kittens who cry easily. You should go. oh wait, you can't! You need to toughen up, because Elitists torture the weak kits in the dungeons"
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Ivorypaw sighed in anger
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Ivorypaw said, "I would be able to convince the Elitists that I was back and that would make a distration, but i can't. And invisibility isn't gonna be much use when your carrying a paralyzed lynx.. Also, have any of you ever been here before? Probably not. Do you even know the way out?"