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    OOC: prAISES YOUR FACE


    THANK YOU SO MUCH, I'LL MAKE A POST
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    IC:


    ==> Finn: Watch the download.


    Well of course you thought of that. It's done already, ain't it?


    You shrug and go to PesterChum.


    ==> Pester Abby again.


    ==> Finn: Reply to Abby and toss the empty box around.


    ==> Oh goddammit.


    You stare at the narrator for a short amount of time, but quickly brush it off and reply.


    ==> Stop tossing around the dang box.


    You throw the box in the narrator's direction, and reply to the pesterlog.


      [align=center]Located in LaRousse City, there is a lab of Pokemon Research. This lab is quite special; they offer internships for students (that's you). You and your friends will be volunteering here over summer, where possible breakthroughs may happen, whether it be romance or scientific. The hours began at 7 AM and end at 2:30 PM for interns. Everyone is provided with a lab coat and a clip-on badge, and it is your responsibility to wear it each day. The volunteer days are from Sunday through Thursday. When you step through those doors, it's time to get to work. Welcome to LaRousse Laboratory.
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      Rules -
      > Please do not be inconsiderate to RPers OOC; you may be in IC, if that is your character's personality, but that may make others not like your character.
      > I'm okay with cussing, really. Just asterisk one or two letters if you choose to.
      > Please have correct grammar, do not overuse punctuation and the like.
      > Be creative with your characters, and have fun. c: I know these rules suck, but please try to.

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      Form -


      Please remove things in parentheses.


    Code
    1. [font=georgia]Name: (First and Last)
    2. Age: (15-19)
    3. Gender:
    4. Origin: (What city is your character from?)
    5. Visual/Physical Appearance: (You may use picture or a typed out description; if using a picture, please put in a spoiler)
    6. Pokemon in Party: (six maximum, of course. you may add gender + level if you would like)
    7. [font=georgia]Which Pokemon helps you around the lab?: (Basically, this is the Pokemon that mainly stays outside of their Pokeball and helps you and stuff, like Ash's Pikachu)[/font]
    8. [font=georgia]What Pokemon Type/s does your character research on?: (What do you study, basically.)[/font]
    9. [font=georgia]Any romantic interest?: (Your basic crush or boyfriend/girlfriend.)[/font]
    10. [font=georgia]Other:[/font]


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    [align=center]Romantic Interests -


    Key


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    [align=center]Students -


    Tristen Rushino [seventeen, m]
    Light Wither [sixteen, f]
    Aurora Adams [seventeen, f]
    Pisces Zodiac [fifteen, f]
    Sadie Jones [sixteen, f]
    Hydrus Serpentia [sixteen, m]

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    [align=center]cheers ~

    ==>




    ==> Jeez, that was f*cking lame.


    You flip off the narrator and wait for a reply.


    It's not like you were trying to hide a blush or anything.


    Finn does not blush.


    Nope.

    ==>



    ==> Lay down and play with a yo-yo.


    You grab a yo-yo from your nightstand and begin to swing it around, performing different combinations and tricks.

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    The yo-yo lands on your stomach as your laptop makes a sound, and you toss it to the side.


    ==> Reply to the girl.


    ==>


    thatdragonwithatablet ; accepted! ^^


    whispers of the night ; in your form, there are some fields empty, is this due to the technical difficulties mentioned?


    ♓ pisces ♓ ; i'm okay with someone being in love with tristen ^^, it's just that he may not return the feelings. i don't really determine his feelings/personality from a form; i let them build.


    iheartnightwings [has school] ; accepted! ^^ *whispers "my sister said swellow's nickname is from transformers prime!"*


    -- on tablet

    [align=center] ooc: we can rp here.


    ic: BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEPBEEP. BEEEPBEEPBEEP. BEE- "Shut up.." a voice groaned, throwing a pillow in the noise's direction. The owner of the voice sat up in bed, and blinked his chocolate brown eyes. "Dude, what time is it..?" He looked at the clock. 5:00 AM it read. "Lovely." The teenager yawned, and stumbled out of bed, throwing off his shirt and making his way towards the shower.
    This boy's name is Tristen Rushino -- standing about 5'9" at age 17 -- and he was getting ready to begin his internship in LaRousse City. The only reason he woke up so early was because his house, located in Slateport City because he hadn't bothered to move closer or renting a room in a local hotel, was quite a ways from LaRousse, and had to take a boat. He didn't really see the need to live somewhere else if he was in the same region, but no matter. Our main man has just finished his shower.
    The time was 5:45, and Tristen was just getting out of the shower. He turned his phone on and threw on some jeans. "Man, where's that coat..?" He walked around his room several times, his eyes scavenging for a bright white piece of clothing. It had hit him that it was by the front door while he was putting on his shirt. "Oh well," he shrugged, tossing a Pokeball in the air. "I can just put it on while walking." Tristen caught the Pokeball and pressed the button, an Espeon materializing by his feet. "Espe!" the Psychic-type greeted, looking up at the messy haired teen. "Morning, Espeon." he replied, slipping on his black Converse. He grabbed his phone from the charger and headed towards the front door, Espeon following. "You ready for today?" he asked the Pokemon, putting on the lab coat. "Espeon!" "Haha, sweet. Lemme just grab my key and the rest of the gang and we can head to the port." Making a dash back into his room, he slipped his lanyard around his neck, key and badge on it, grabbed the six Pokeballs, pushing them in his pocket, and left the house; when the two arrived at the port, the boat was just about to depart, and they ran on, sailing towards their second home for summer.