Post by Pascal Tickseed on May 26, 2012 11:43:25 GMT -5
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[STYLE=width: 400px; text-align: center; color: e1e1e1; font-size: 30px; font-family: open sans condensed;]PASCAL T.[/style][classy=lyric]OPEN UP THE SKY, THIS MESS IS GETTING HIGH[/classy][STYLE=background-color: e1e1e1; width: 390px; padding: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 292929;]
[/style][classy=lyric]IT'S WINDY AND OUR FAMILY NEEDS A RIDE[/classy][STYLE=background-color: e1e1e1; width: 390px; padding: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 292929;][classy=box2]♠ PERSONALITY[/classy][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: 292929;]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipisicing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum.[/style]
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[classy=box2]♠ DISLIKES[/classy][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: 292929;]✗ dumb folk. ✗ big arse pokemons. ✗ the pretentious. ✗ being ordered around.[/style]
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[classy=box2]♠ RP SAMPLE[/classy][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: 292929;]Dammit, Raj. What’s so fascinating? Uneasy eyes zeroed in on his pokerfaced fowl. The mystic clairvoyance came with numerous restrictions. For starters, impassibility prevented any abuse of her psychic faculties. The spry politician only found forewarnings in an odd shivering, which preceded most capricious events. Alas, this implied that every deed, every word spoken, and every decision made would be entirely out of Arceus’s hands. His view shifted back to his book, lit by the copter’s overhead bulbs. The man couldn’t focus on his readings, however. His anxiety was warranted. Hell, the insurgent had joined the political theater not so long ago. A clandestine meeting, such as this, should’ve standard among higher-uppers. Yet, the fact that it was innovative in this war was worrying enough.
This meeting of sworn enemies was beyond mere avant-garde ideal. If knowledge of this get-together was made public, it could rupture his reputation and endanger his life. In that, he supposed it was a bit amusing. This funny feeling resembled the giggle-fit he underwent before his first speech. The official hadn’t endured such a mood since then. The smile he tried to hide nearly looked psychotic. Beyond doubt, Mayor Draper was unripe and yielding. His Xatu, who showed her first emotions at Lilycove, was actually…worried. She gave him a reassuring pat on the back, telekinetically. That only made him laugh more.
“Mister Mayor, we’ve reached Ecruteak.” said Barnaby’s aerial chauffer, Meech. The aged pilot had more loyalty for Nox than anyone he knew. Still, a bonus was going his way for this task. By the next morning, he hoped to have only more safety and awareness. His trail could not be traced. It was matter of Olivine’s security as a whole. The acquisition of Cianwood only made the port city more prone to invasion. Luckily, Draper was literally backed by his deputy, Dante Delacroix. Only they, plus Meech and Raja, inhabited this whirlybird. Barnaby was downright expected to be the speaker, but most of Dante’s counsel had been sensible.
Emotionally, the mayor required his right-hand’s presence. By no means was he getting into this situation unarmed. Firearms were a given, covertly hidden on his person. His pokéballs were inactivated, clipped onto his blazer like pins. The avian mystic happened to be his most discreet pokémon. If anything got hostile, the mayor would take to the sky at once. His tactless Charizard would assure that he’d speed outta there, flame in his tracks and all.
His worries weren’t security, per se. Tonight’s significance reached such heights as skirmishes and battles. It was a one-on-one clash of wits between high-ranking foes. As the copter landed within the Tower’s fences, his nerves eased. The mayor wouldn’t let his enemies see him sweat. ‘Twas showtime.
As he disembarked, his mind was flooded with thoughts. Nothing political, either. Someone special to him resided here. Barnaby especially hoped she wasn’t around tonight. Her company would only wound this whole blasé thing he had going on. Still, the man yearned for her. Forgiveness would be instant if she was in attendance. Enemies shouldn’t have that much leniency should they? In the dark, Barney spotted two individuals by the tower’s entryway. One of ‘em must’ve been the Champion.
“DANTE, are you ready!?” said the mayor, in a teasing announcer’s voice. Whatever they were at this time was whatever they’d be inside. The two Nox adherents walked up the walkway and inside the doors. Thalia whateverherlastnameis would be waiting on the inside. Hopefully this wasn’t like an ambush or something. ‘Cause that’d suck hard.[/style]
[/style][classy=lyric]I KNOW WE'LL BE JUST FINE, WHEN WE LEARN TO LOVE THE RIDE[/classy][STYLE=background-color: e1e1e1; width: 390px; padding: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 292929;][classy=box2]♠ OOC[/classy][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: 292929;]I am BEBOP, and I have 0 other characters.
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[classy=box2]♠ RP SAMPLE[/classy][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: 292929;]Dammit, Raj. What’s so fascinating? Uneasy eyes zeroed in on his pokerfaced fowl. The mystic clairvoyance came with numerous restrictions. For starters, impassibility prevented any abuse of her psychic faculties. The spry politician only found forewarnings in an odd shivering, which preceded most capricious events. Alas, this implied that every deed, every word spoken, and every decision made would be entirely out of Arceus’s hands. His view shifted back to his book, lit by the copter’s overhead bulbs. The man couldn’t focus on his readings, however. His anxiety was warranted. Hell, the insurgent had joined the political theater not so long ago. A clandestine meeting, such as this, should’ve standard among higher-uppers. Yet, the fact that it was innovative in this war was worrying enough.
This meeting of sworn enemies was beyond mere avant-garde ideal. If knowledge of this get-together was made public, it could rupture his reputation and endanger his life. In that, he supposed it was a bit amusing. This funny feeling resembled the giggle-fit he underwent before his first speech. The official hadn’t endured such a mood since then. The smile he tried to hide nearly looked psychotic. Beyond doubt, Mayor Draper was unripe and yielding. His Xatu, who showed her first emotions at Lilycove, was actually…worried. She gave him a reassuring pat on the back, telekinetically. That only made him laugh more.
“Mister Mayor, we’ve reached Ecruteak.” said Barnaby’s aerial chauffer, Meech. The aged pilot had more loyalty for Nox than anyone he knew. Still, a bonus was going his way for this task. By the next morning, he hoped to have only more safety and awareness. His trail could not be traced. It was matter of Olivine’s security as a whole. The acquisition of Cianwood only made the port city more prone to invasion. Luckily, Draper was literally backed by his deputy, Dante Delacroix. Only they, plus Meech and Raja, inhabited this whirlybird. Barnaby was downright expected to be the speaker, but most of Dante’s counsel had been sensible.
Emotionally, the mayor required his right-hand’s presence. By no means was he getting into this situation unarmed. Firearms were a given, covertly hidden on his person. His pokéballs were inactivated, clipped onto his blazer like pins. The avian mystic happened to be his most discreet pokémon. If anything got hostile, the mayor would take to the sky at once. His tactless Charizard would assure that he’d speed outta there, flame in his tracks and all.
His worries weren’t security, per se. Tonight’s significance reached such heights as skirmishes and battles. It was a one-on-one clash of wits between high-ranking foes. As the copter landed within the Tower’s fences, his nerves eased. The mayor wouldn’t let his enemies see him sweat. ‘Twas showtime.
As he disembarked, his mind was flooded with thoughts. Nothing political, either. Someone special to him resided here. Barnaby especially hoped she wasn’t around tonight. Her company would only wound this whole blasé thing he had going on. Still, the man yearned for her. Forgiveness would be instant if she was in attendance. Enemies shouldn’t have that much leniency should they? In the dark, Barney spotted two individuals by the tower’s entryway. One of ‘em must’ve been the Champion.
“DANTE, are you ready!?” said the mayor, in a teasing announcer’s voice. Whatever they were at this time was whatever they’d be inside. The two Nox adherents walked up the walkway and inside the doors. Thalia whateverherlastnameis would be waiting on the inside. Hopefully this wasn’t like an ambush or something. ‘Cause that’d suck hard.[/style]
[/style][classy=lyric]I KNOW WE'LL BE JUST FINE, WHEN WE LEARN TO LOVE THE RIDE[/classy][STYLE=background-color: e1e1e1; width: 390px; padding: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 292929;][classy=box2]♠ OOC[/classy][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: 292929;]I am BEBOP, and I have 0 other characters.
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