WELCOME TO THE SINNOH REGION, a massive island rich with exploration and Pokemon. Legends say that Sinnoh was the very first Pokemon region to come into being;
and so the nefarious Team Galactic has begun searching for the time and space Pokemon in an effort to destroy and recreate the entire Pokemon Universe. Will you step up, earn your badges,
and fight to defend the world? Or do you believe in Galactic ideals, wishing to follow their efforts in starting anew?
[ 08.15 ] Welcome to Sinnoh! Team Rocket have arrived in Sinnoh and have left a very daunting message here. With the introduction of a new class comes another promo!
Check out the rocket promotion here and stay tuned for many more exciting events!
major news alert!
witness reports from all over the region has been flooding in about strange happenings at the three lakes. what's more perplexing is that these occurrences seem to be happening spontaneously at the lakes. just moments ago, a burst of light erupted at the locations and residents in the vicinity have reported that the lake-side pokemon have turned aggressive and attack on sight.
However, there have been rumours and sightings of the legendary lake trio which has had trainers flocking in from all over the region.
Post by RAJENDRA SINGH on Jul 25, 2016 18:05:59 GMT
Raj sat next to an open window inside the Galactic HQ on one of the highest floors, donning his uniform with a generic pair of black low-cut boots on his feet. He was just finishing up a conversation on his phone with a fellow member, whom he was to meet with soon enough for 'business'.
"Yeah, I have the money so it's just you I'm waiting on." Rajendra confirmed he had the necessary finances to the Team Galactic member who also turned out to be his new drug dealer. "The usual spot." He stated. "I hope you're ready to smoke this place out." He said, somewhat amused as he looked out the window and to the city below. The people looked so tiny from up here, it almost daunted over Raj to know he was this high off the ground, so he turned his head back to the sky. "See ya."
Rajendra then tapped his phone's screen and hung up. Parker would be here soon. Raj wouldn't be waiting for long. But until then he started playing a game on his phone...
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Jul 25, 2016 19:43:31 GMT
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Parker was never late...well almost never late if he was honest. There was one or two times, the times where he was sick or where outside forces fucked with him, but for the most part he was never late. This included now, sauntering into Galactic HQ out of uniform because fuck that, flashing his ID at the counter and getting into the elevator, counting his baggies full of weed. He already had some blunts rolled but he had extra papers and other options available, after all he wasn't just selling he was smoking.
Which is why he had his own supply with him, some of the better shit he didn't usually sell. Considering they were both from the same team, even if Parker didn't really believe in the team or whatever, he was going to give the kid a discount. They were going to be doing a lot of hot boxing today if what they talked about over the phone was any indication.
"Hey Raj. Ready to get fucked up?"
He greeted, walking into the room and closing the door behind him. He started pulling out bags from his pocket, the small sharpied stickers on them with random seeming names and how many grams were in each. He pulled a blunt from his pocket and shoved it between his lips, pulling out a flip lighter.
"Seeing as we're.....'friends'....I figure I'll give you a discount. What are you looking for?"
Post by RAJENDRA SINGH on Jul 25, 2016 20:03:51 GMT
Rajendra smiled when Parker came onto the scene, asking if he was ready. "Yeah man, that's why I'm here. Fuck going on some mission in broad daylight." He said amusingly, setting down his phone so he could reach into his pocket for the folded bills. There was roughly more than a hundred dollars in the wad of cash. "Whatever this will get me with the discount, I reckon." It had been awhile since Raj had a good smoke, so he was going to make sure it would last.
"I'll get the window." After moving to hand Parker the money, Rajendra closed the window he had been looking out from. The room was spacious, though still relatively small, and they would likely be able to fill it to the brim with smoke. "What kind of stuff do you got anyway? We talking indica, sativa or a blend? Not that it matters." It really didn't to him, though he was curious all-the-same. Raj would've asked for a name, too, but he didn't want to sound like some dumb high-school kid. Cat piss, grandaddy purple, sour diesel...there were so many different names, but all you really wanted to know was if it'd mess you up.
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Jul 25, 2016 20:13:37 GMT
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Parker grinned and took the wad, counting out the cash expertly and quickly in his hands. It was a decent amount, not the most he'd ever sold at once but enough to get him a nice buzz without even smoking anything. He took off his sweatshirt, using it to stuff under the door to make sure none of the smoke would get out before stuffing the bills in his pocket. He sorted through the blunts and excess weed, separating them into piles based on their general uses.
He had a decent amount of each and made decisions quickly, picking up about 7 baggies and sliding them toward Raj. He pulled the rest closer to him and lit his own blunt, sucking in the sweet smoke and blowing it out his nose. For a moment he watched it drift toward the ceiling and settle there, smiling to himself. He didn't have a lot of time to be doing this recently so it was nice to just sit back for once.
"I gave you a bit of all of it. Mostly indica though cause that shit's nice to fucking wind down with. I personally am smoking indica right now, but I got some sativa blunts if you want less of a couch lock."
Post by RAJENDRA SINGH on Jul 25, 2016 21:10:21 GMT
Rajendra took the baggies offered to him and tucked most of them under his tightly fit shirt, except for one which he opened and spilled out onto the surface of the counter before him. He broke it up with his hands, only then to retrieve a piece from his back pocket. "Nah, indica should do nicely." He packed the bowl and used a lighter from his left pocket to start smoking himself. Raj inhaled deeply as he burned away at the herb, and after a few seconds he let out a large puff of smoke. He was used to this, so he didn't cough once. "I'm just glad it doesn't taste like schwag weed. Fuck whoever grows that shit."
This was about as good at complimenting as it got for Raj, though quite soon he could feel the effects of the substance and otped to sit down, leaning back comfortable in his chair before taking another hit. "So what's with the missions here, anyway? Do you know?" He asked, smoke escaping Raj's lips as he spoke. "Honestly I joined because I was offered a pokemon for free. That, and I was never really a good guy to begin with. But I'm still not quite sure what we're doing here." He went on, taking another puff before setting the bowl on his lap.
"Personally, for the most part I'm in it for me, and me alone. I never was one to work for someone else's dreams and aspirations." He looked to Parker for their take on it. Perhaps they could shed some light. That, or give Raj good reason to take another puff to ease his mind.
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Jul 26, 2016 22:56:54 GMT
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Parker was in agreement, and hummed softly. Fuck mexican ditch weed, man. Then again the shit he sold was all pretty high grade, and there was some shit he was starting to even grow himself, but that was for his own use. No need to get into that part of the business honestly, there was no point in it when he was doing well doing what he was doing anyway.
"Yeah I agree. Fuck that shit."
He took another drag and watched Raj pack his bowl lazily, collapsing into a chair and propping his feet on the table. He thought he had a bong left around here somewhere at some point, maybe in the ceiling tiles? He'd have to do with what he had, rather than go searching for it.
"Haven't been on one yet, then again they just hired me for muscle I'm pretty sure. Only joined up because I needed a crew to get places in this shit hole. My old crew is back in Castelia. I wouldn't say I'm a bad guy.....okay so I'm no fucking gold medal winner or anything. No law fucking abiding citizen and I've killed my fair share of people but fuck it right? It seems like Galactic just wants people to fuck people up right now."
Post by RAJENDRA SINGH on Jul 27, 2016 5:43:39 GMT
"Huh..." Raj sounded a little concerned, at least judging by his change of tone. "I didn't take you for the murderer type." Raj took another, much larger hit from his piece, trying not to dwell on the sentiment that Parker killed more than one person already.
"Haven't killed anyone myself...can't say I am entirely opposed to the idea, but it'd need to be for the right reasons. Probably something...personal." Raj mused, yet again inhaling more of the weed in his bowl, this time finishing it off. He get up from his seat to pack another bowl, although he was already riding a pretty good high. But they were here to get fucked up, right?
"Who were they?" Raj asked, trying to evaluate Parker's state of mind when it came to these individuals he had murdered. "Also, was it you or pokemon that actually killed them?" That was a technicality Raj had yet to consider. Perhaps Parker performed the deed with his own two hands. Or perhaps their pokemon accomplished the act. It didn't matter a whole lot, but Raj was still curious...
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Jul 30, 2016 21:48:59 GMT
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Not many would assume that Parker would go to such extremes, he knew this. He considered Raj as he smoked idly, the air starting to fill in the room and become hazy. He had slight flashbacks to Treyco and Ray, a meeting with Nic that turned bad, blood on his hands and on his face and shutting the eyes of his old crew members. He shivered then, frowning to himself and sighing softly.
"There's not really a murdery 'type' honestly..."
He fell silent a moment, thinking to himself with his eyes glazed over before his gaze snapped back to Raj. Kid was nosey but for a good reason he supposed. The corner of his lips twitched as he swallowed around the lump forming in his throat. As for who he killed...
"I killed people who owed me money for drugs. I uh...killed a couple members of my own crew. Maybe not directly on those ones, but hey. The ones I did kill, I killed with my own two hands....and well...a bat. No pokemon involved there."
"Well at least you're honest..." Raj had to afford Parker that much. Unless this was all a lie, but he didn't think it likely. The type of people who lied about being a 'bad ass' didn't last long in Galactic, and Parker was here longer than Rajendra himself. If anything it was Raj who should question how long his stay would last, and if it would end on terms he could agree with...
He smoked more from his bowl and didn't seem to want to stop. Raj liked the high he was feeling from this weed, so he would continue indulging himself until it seemed it couldn't get any better. The room was finally filled, and the haze only grew thicker with every exhale they made. "You got anymore papers?" He inquired to Parker. "While I'm typically a pack rat, blunts do seem to taste a lot better. At least with the right flavor." Raj looked to Parker in hopes the man could provide. He likely made a decent profit from this sale, so sparing some wraps wasn't asking too much, was it? Rajendra certainly hoped not...
"I can put in on a fat-ass blunt if that's better for you?"
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Aug 1, 2016 13:16:25 GMT
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"I don't make it a habit of lying often."
Parker replied a bit dryly. He shifted in his seat, landing his feet heavily on the table in front of him and leaning his chair back on the back two legs. He balanced well, sucking in more lungfuls of smoke and exhaling large clouds. They'd officially hot boxed the room and Parker rubbed his eyes, knowing they'd be red and irritated later. His glasses went atop his head for a moment as he tilted his head, listening to Raj's request.
Digging in his hoodie pocket he stubbed out the last of his blunt, digging out another one along with a decent amount of papers. He'd been making quite a haul lately and papers were cheap anyway, he had no problems sharing in that regard.
"Here kid."
Despite being in Galactic longer he regarded Raj with something akin to a companionship, and maybe it totally helped that the kid had a nice looking face.
"So what about you? What's the worst you've done so far? For Galactic or otherwise."
"Cool, thanks." Raj moved to take the offered papers, guiding himself back over to the counter and taking out another baggy of his weed and spilling it out onto the counter. It took a moment to break up, so he used the time to answer Parker's inquiry.
"Honestly? Nothing worthy of mention. Just a problem child who would never conform." He seemed almost discouraged to say it. "With your past deeds in mind, I kind of feel like a kitten in a lion's den. Not that I'm really scared of you. Just that I'm not much of a criminal." Now that the herb was broken up, he opened the blunt and licked it once to make it easier to work with.
"I guess you could just sum me up as a rebel of sorts. I do things for myself, like I said. Even when it comes to Galactic, I am not likely to conform just for their benefit." He was speaking with an absent mind. Raj wasn't really holding how he felt back, more preoccupied with rolling the plausibly large blunt correctly. His roll game wasn't exactly practiced, so it took more attention to get it right. "I enjoy girls and pokemon. I'm that simple. I thought it'd be easy to get both of those as a member of Galactic. In essence, I'm using their name and reputation for what it's worth. Except it hasn't helped much. You'd think it would." He licked the blunt shut, now that he was finally done, running a lighter quickly along it before sparking it up and taking a series of small puffs.
"Can't really quit, though. At least, I don't think it's an option in regards to our superiors" He scoffed a little at the thought. "But it's not like I have much to go back to anyways. I cut off all ties to my family and friends from before I was recruited. I don't want to go back to that boring, modest kind of living." Raj exhaled a large plume of smoke up towards the ceiling. "In the end, I just have to keep at it. Everything happens in due time. Before I know it, I'll have a girl to keep my bed warm, and an army of pokemon to take me to the very top."
Raj puffed on his cigarette a few more times before looking to Parker and taking a seat. "How about you? What do you strive for? Money? Drugs and money?" Raj couldn't say he knew or understood Parker very well. He had no idea the individual had the capacity for murder. There was likely a lot more he didn't know about Parker...
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Aug 2, 2016 11:43:38 GMT
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Kitten in a lion's den? Parker snorted but he totally saw it. It made a lot of sense in the long run, especially knowing this kid was just some sort of dramatic brat. He watched the kid roll his blunt, fingers itching to intervene with all the experience he had rolling his own.
"Not gunna lie, kinda wish I had your life then. Willingly cut ties to the fam? A+ man. I got kicked out years ago, came here when my crew got too sloppy for a while. I'm really only in Galactic cause I needed a new crew and this place seemed bigger and badder. Which, eh. So far not. I've done some worse heisting with my old crew."
Parker paused at the question. What did he want? He wanted enough money to live on, that was for sure. He wanted more cocaine because his supplier was starting to bleed dry, he wanted a new crew. He wanted safety, he wanted, in a weird way, love. He frowned for a moment, pondering his response as he sat there and wobbled his chair.
"I want......a new crew. A boy. Someone to climb with me high enough where we don't have to worry. I don't need the top of the ladder to accomplish my goals, I just want a good team of pokemon and a good crew I can rely on, to inspire a little fear. Do a few bank heists and the like. You know?"
This was probably a little more information than he'd usually share, and Parker shifted uncomfortably for a moment before taking a few deep breaths to stretch his ribs and lungs. Nothing like spending hours with a binder on to keep you on your toes.
Post by RAJENDRA SINGH on Aug 2, 2016 23:58:07 GMT
"Eh, maybe, maybe not. I'm sure your life was a lot more exciting. That's why I cut those ties. They wanted me to be some scholarly professional pokemon researcher, or at least study pokemon, rather than just battle with them." He elaborated on his parents a little bit, though cut it short. Raj decided to pick on something else Parker had said.
"A boy, huh?" He said it in a humorous manner. "I guess there is a lot I don't know about you...not that I am one to judge. It just came as a surprise. You seem pretty alpha-esque. Someone the girls would be all over. Not to mention the drugs you could provide them." Raj stopped talking for the moment to resume smoking the blunt. His eyes had taken on a strained red look, but he felt more relaxed than ever. "I feel like a relationship would be easier with a guy like you, though. Even though you've killed people, you're still pretty fucking lax. Girls can be a real pain. They change their minds at the first sign of trouble. Never knew a girl to solve my problems...only to give me more of'em." He looked over at Parker, his eyes practically bloodshot, but realizing this might have come off wrong; and Raj might have interpreted it wrong. "Oh, you didn't mean a baby boy, did you? My bad..." Raj hoped he didn't offend the guy. It really wasn't his intention to...
Post by PARKER COMSTOCK on Aug 3, 2016 0:18:31 GMT
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Part of Parker was jealous of Raj. The kid had a family who at least seemed to care about him in some capacity, though he wasn't one to judge honestly. He shrugged his shoulders for a moment, blowing smoke out his nose and leaning forward some.
"Will admit that sounds pretty fucking boring. All that studying and for what? I say just leave 'em be, pokemon can remain a fucking mystery for all I care."
Parker felt at his pockets, settled by the feeling of the two pokeballs residing there. He tensed slightly at that teasing tone but relaxed quickly, scoffing. His face flushed slightly at he rubbed the back of his neck, humming softly to himself as he thought of a reply. Ducking his head he merely nodded, grinning slightly though his stomach turned. At least he had the alpha macho thing going on.
"Yeah well I'm pretty hella gay so girls don't do much for me. Something about soft girlish curves just don't do it for me."
He had enough of that looking in the mirror.
Still he listened with raised brows and an amused grin, watching Raj and giving him an exaggerated lookover.
"Eh, cute kid like you? Could use one, or a couple. Never been in an actual relationship though, the anger issues seem to drive them off. If it's not that, people don't want to date a hardcore drug dealer."
Post by RAJENDRA SINGH on Aug 3, 2016 10:59:18 GMT
"Yeah I suppose so. Can't argue with that logic, at least." They both seemed to be in a rut, as far as relationships went. Rajendra would've liked to maybe give some advice, since Parker was a pretty cool dude whom he thought deserved to be happy, if only for a while, but he found himself empty-handed. Except for the blunt he started to smoke some more, anyway. "We'll clean up our act one day. Whether we gotta lie, or make some changes, I don't think we'll be alone forever. There's too many people in the world. I'm sure I'll get more desperate when I'm older and lower my standards, just so I don't have to lay down in bed by myself every night." Raj seemed assured of it. "But I like my standards where they're at for now. I just need one girl whose ride or die. I mean sure it'd be great to have more, but I don't think I'm that type of guy. Not really."
Raj took a look at the clock, and realized they had nigh already blown by a full hour. It really didn't feel like it, though. "As for you, maybe hit some nightclubs? Try a dating app? I had some luck on one of those before...didn't last longer than a night, but..." Raj huffed softly, like a laugh, smiling all the while. "I'm sure y'know what I mean when I say it was a good night?" Of course, maybe Parker wasn't looking for a one night stand? Perhaps he was hoping for something long-term...
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