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IC: Evan followed.
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IC: "Why do you care...?" Drought murmured, even though Darla had left. "Why would you care...?" He touched the scar, it somehow made him feel calmer. Drought sighed, then looked away, as he went that direction.
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"It doesn't look right... But it is."
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IC: Drought didn't seem to notice anyone. "Why would some care... I don't understand..." he murmured.
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IC: "How can I even be considered your friend? I barely even know you," Drought said, devolving into regular Groudon. "And the first thing I did was try to fight..."
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OOC: Name: Decrypt Gender: Male Species: Banette Type: Ghost Personality: Decrypt just loves making jokes and being super annoying. He sometimes plays pranks but... They usually don't turn out well. He also loves cards. Appearance: [img width=510 height=431]http://th06.deviantart.net/fs7…e_by_katielah-d672c61.png[/img] Crush: None Mate: None Offspring: None Moves: Shadow Ball, Phantom Force, Disable, Sucker Punch Extra: N/A
Name: Daemon Gender: Male Species: Sableye Type: Ghost, Dark Personality: Unlike Decrypt, Daemon is actually serious and sneaky in a way. He loves fighting, but he is completely capable of carrying out a normal conversation. Though he doesn't like to talk, he will. Appearance: [img width=510 height=485]http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs7…tterpuppetpal-d54ayil.jpg[/img] Crush: Nope Mate: Nope Offspring: None Moves: Foul Play, Shadow Claw, Zen Headbutt, Metal Burst Extra: N/A
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IC: Decrypt and Daemon were fighting... Again. Sure they rarely went to the battle arena to settle the dispute or whatever dumb thing they were arguing over that time, but... Decrypt wanted to do it right. Daemon started off the battle with a shadow claw, narrowly missing Decrypt's body. Decrypt sucker punched Daemon on the head before jumping away and using a quick disable. Daemon glared, charging forward with a foul play. Decrypt readied a Phantom Force, then waited until Daemon was close enough before vanishing and knocking Daemon aside. Daemon quickly turned and used a zen headbutt, before he noticed Decrypt had vanished again. He quickly reappeared and stuck Daemon down. "Now don't ever, and I mean ever! Make me fight you again... I hate fighting... So we don't have to do the real battle now," Decrypt said, leaving. Daemon stood up, glaring and scowling, before he vanished into the darkness.
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IC: Drought stared hard at Darla before closing his eyes and sighing. "I don't understand why you're even trying... Why would anyone want to be friends with me?"
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IC: Drought thought for a moment, before looking down.
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IC: As soon as Drought noticed Dragon, he started growling. He then started using Earthquake.
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IC: Drought growled, charging a white beam in his mouth. He shot the Hyper Beam at Dragon, growling. After Drought finished that, he fell on the ground, regaining his power.
OOC: I was watching EVO 2014...
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IC: Drought woke up. He saw Darla and froze. "Darla?" He got off of the ground, breathing in and out deeply.
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OOC: Actually I think Drought may have hurt Dragon...
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OOC: [img width=510 height=420]http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs7…3dcedc9398327-d71jr2v.png[/img] Name: Devoid Age: 17 Pokemon: shiny Gliscor Weapon of choice: Shotgun/Sniper Rifle Gender: Male survival skills: 7
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OOC: Two different guns, Devoid has a bag for that sort of stuff
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OOC: So, when are we going to RP?
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IC: Suddenly, infected started falling dead with nothing but a few bullet holes in the head or body. Devoid shivered as he took a few shots with his sniper rifle. "Man I'm a bad shot..." he murmured from a rooftop. Devoid reached for his bag to load a few more rounds in, when he heard footsteps from behind. Devoid quickly grabbed his shotgun. He quickly turned and blasted an infected Sylveon dead. Devoid let out a sigh of relief as the rain started pouring harder. "If one can get up here... It's not safe..." Devoid put his guns away, and started gliding to a similar rooftop, so he could have a semi-safe location where he could snipe.
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IC: After finding no other buildings, Devoid swooped back over to the one he'd been on before. Then he noticed Maelstrom. He took out his shotgun as he landed.
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IC:
OOC: I think Sin could have met Maelstrom and Kai when he was getting picked on... Sin did stay around Treasure Town and the Guild most of his life.
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IC: Devoid pulled the trigger and aimed the gun to the point where it wouldn't hit. He landed and gave a sigh of relief. "Sorry about almost shooting ya," Devoid said, slightly embarrassed. "I really mean it."
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IC:
OOC: That would definitely tie up some things...
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