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Post by Victoria Trescott on Oct 27, 2016 20:40:45 GMT
[attr="class","zv1"] [attr="class","zv2"] [attr="class","zv4"]O how he loves you, darling boy. O how, like always, he invents the monsters underneath the bed to get you to sleep next to him, chest to chest or chest to back, the covers drawn around you in an act of faith against the night. How absolutely droll. That was the first and instantaneous response from the celeste haired woman as she approached the rendezvous point for the mission at hand. Standing outside of the entrance of the umbrous manor shrouded under the cover of night, Victoria merely scoffed as she found herself the first to arrive. Never one to cater to such frivolous diversions, it no doubt came as a surprised when orders had come to investigate the mysterious Jubilife attraction that had appeared apparently overnight. Several galactic members have reported to have gone missing within the walls of the manor with strange rumors following their disappearances and somehow that meant that the upper echelon of Galactic were responsible for their shortcomings. There was no hiding that the woman cared little for these escapades or for assisting pathetic excuses for grunts, however there wasn't much that could be done about the matter. Leaning her back upon the trunk of the nearest tree, her icy gaze would be hidden under closed lids as an entirely disinterested look set onto her features. There was unnecessary back up to be assisting with the mission and thus she was placed in a position to wait out the duration of the beginning of the escapade. Not as if she was in any rush to be unamused and there was no doubt that the additional reinforcements would do nothing but make this venture further unamusing, the thought of which making her release an apathetic sigh as she crossed her arms across her torso. [attr="class","zv3"]It's a pretty short and fast opener but yeah... Aster Athena Elder made by bonnibel [newclass=".zv1"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; padding: 9px; background-color: #fff; border: 1px solid #E0E0E0; float: left; margin-left: 75px;[/newclass][newclass=".zv1 img"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; opacity: 0.55;[/newclass][newclass=".zv2"]width: 325px; padding: 25px; border: 1px solid #E0E0E0; background-color: #ffffff; color: #949494; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 20px;[/newclass][newclass=".zv2 b, .zv2 i"]color: #a5bdda;[/newclass][newclass=".zv4"]text-align: justify; font-size: 8px; font-family: calibri; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; margin-left: 20px; color: #B2B2B2; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass][newclass=".zv3"]line-height: 10px;color: #3C3C3C; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass]
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Post by Athena Elder on Oct 29, 2016 4:05:01 GMT
Athena had accepted this mission under the pretense that it was not a rescue mission, but rather, one that was simply investigating the other rivalling team. News of a new haunted mansion for the seasonal festivities turned sour as people went missing more frequently. According to eyewitnesses, these people were last seen entering the attraction a few days ago.
Athena sat on her Metagross as it slid through an unseen path off the road towards the mansion. It was using Magnet Rise to travel quietly, without it’s weight hindering it. The darkness and the thick canopy would allow the bulky metallic Pokemon to remain unseen. At the hind part of the Metagross, Athena had packed quite a lot of bags. Well, not so many, but enough for anyone to think she was going on a business trip.
But just because she did not care for the missing galactic members, it did not mean that Athena would be less prepared for this mission. She decided to wear her casual uniform, which was a jacket, and her small chinese dress.
But more importantly, the scientist was bringing new, untested tech that she had been tinkering with. Really, it was just upgrading old stuff into better equipment for this mission. While Metagross hovered to their destination, Athena rummaged through the data base of Team Galactic, through her laptop. Two other people were involved in this mission. A familiar face, the Galactic Admin, Aster Twain, and another person she had yet to meet face to face.
Victoria Trescott.
They had roughly joined the same year, and although the woman’s records in the system were quaint, she was quite an impressive woman, at least according to the intel provided in the system’s main database. She had strange blue hair, pale skin, and was definitely much older than her. Athena crossed her legs and placed the laptop back into her sack.
The Metagross reached it’s destination, and finally released the golden aura caused by Magnet Rise, and Athena hopped off it’s body. It was so nice how Metagross had become completely subservient to her, with a terrifying streak of malevolence towards her opponents. The bags weren’t heavy, but not enough for Athena to lift. Even Metagross helped with it’s Psychic, a move which it had mastered in it’s earlier stages.
Bringing such large amounts of equipment to a haunted house would make anyone suspicious though, which is why she bought bracelets which could change the user’s appearance through optical illusions. It would also disguise the bags she was carrying.
The optic hologram cast on her body projected the costume as that of a witch, with a long flowing dress, a pointed hat, and black high heels. The bags were made invisible.
She walked towards the entrance, her eyes widening in surprise to find someone else already at the entrance waiting. Athena smiled and approached her. “~ Well, well, look who’s eager to go inside the haunted mansion. Ms… Victoria Trescott, correct?”
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Post by Aster on Oct 31, 2016 15:42:15 GMT
[attr="class","ListenToTheStereo"] I [attr="class","LastCross"]t had been far too long since Aster stretched his legs on any kind of battlefield. The golden eyed man had participated in skirmishes involving minor affairs here and there, but he'd been far too busy preparing the technical aspects of events to come to participate in field assignments. With the chain of events in motion now the man found himself needing to prepare physically for future battles the drew nearer every day. And so when reports came of members disappearing in one of the region's fall attractions Aster had taken it upon himself to deal with the problem. Following his acceptance of the assignment he'd ordered two members to accompany him, not out of necessity, but out of interest. The first had proven herself in all aspects of the mind. Athena Elder's brilliance in terms of technology and logistics was impressive more so than any other spy in the organization. However to carry out the work he'd planned for the scientist Aster needed to gauge how well she performed in the field. This mission would serve as an indication of just that. The second was still somewhat of an enigma to him, and one Aster recognized as a threat to his future plans. She was one who hungered for power and control, the world she envisioned was one where she was free to "drown in the pleasure she craved". Her record was impeccable and strength unquestionable, but he wanted to see exactly how she operated. Just as he wished to make Athena Elder he also sought to acquire Victoria Trescott. The potential he saw in her was by no means greater or lesser than that he saw in Elder, but different in its very nature. If he wasn't careful the former coast guard could consume the man entirely it was something they both knew. This mission would serve as a good exhibition of her power. He comes disguised, Halloween serving as the perfect excuse for it. His hair's set in a way that it covers a single eye, he's dressed in a hoodie or sorts arms hidden deep within its center pocket. Synthetic wolf esque ears prepared specifically by the R&D department are attached to his head allowing to hear through the house's walls when they entered. His teeth? sharper than one would guess more akin to fangs than anything human now. Aster didn't particularly care for dressing up, but his current status in society demanded he'd do so lest he deal with the ranger faction. Halloween, in the end, was simply convenient for the admin. He moves to the house meeting both of his subordinates at the gate, Athena while out of character had decided to dress up as a witch of sorts the costume suited her surprisingly. Victoria, as expected had come in her typical garb not that it mattered in the grand scheme of things. Before moving further he'd call forth Eleven from his pokeball. Athena would be familiar with the ghost type. She'd seen and experienced the effects of the Gengar's presence first hand not too long ago. "Remain on standby. If we pass out wake us with your dream eater." The ghost pokemon would be a great boon here if the rumors concerning the attraction proved true. "Athena, Victoria have you both made your necessary preparations?" His gaze locks itself on the two waiting for an adequate response. He was certain the two women had done at least minimal research concerning each other prior to the operation, and so he'd deemed introductions and pleasantries unnecessary. When the two gave their confirmation he'd lead the way into the attraction that he'd make sure was collapsed by the evening's end. Hey is it alright if I keep calling out your name? | [attr="class","Miracle"] |
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