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For now, I'll do Janiel, my newest FanOC: Blow Me Away - Breaking Benjamin]]>
For now, I'll do Janiel, my newest FanOC: Blow Me Away - Breaking Benjamin]]> <![CDATA[Next Generation]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-next-generation Thu, 09 Feb 2012 01:17:15 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-next-generation

Chapter 1 - Demin Slaying...?

"Demin position three miles east."

The female Elf grabbed the Blaster off of her back, standing up in the Slam Dozer. Using her left hand, she kept herself steady by placing it on the dash. "Okay. Get ready." Her hair, similar to her father's, went from green at the base to yellow, though the green had a slight blue tint to it. It was slicked down, ending at the small of her back and slightly covering her greenish-blue eyes. Her skin was tanned from exposure to the sun, and her eyes were set in hard determination. She wore a dark brown shirt with torn sleeves. She wore pants that said 'Long Live Life' on the right side, as well as boots similar to her father's. She had goggles that rested on her head, given to her by her father. Around her neck was a ruby colored necklace with a J carved into it, given to her by her mother.

"Yes ma'am. Do you wish for me to stop when it's in sight?" The male driving, slighty older than the female, asked. His outfit was vaguely similar to the female's, though his boots were plain, he lacked goggles, and he wore simple black pants. His hair was a solid blue. "Janiel?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "Stop, now," Janiel, the female, said. The male did as he was told, stomping on the brakes. Abandoning the Blaster, Janiel jumped out of the top of the Slam Dozer and landed on the hood before quickly jumping off. The Slam Dozer came to a stop shortly after Janiel landed on the ground.

The Demin were a race similar to Elves in many ways physically, though they looked strikingly different. Many Demin had pieces of their ears torn off, had bloody red eyes and skin, and even dented metal armor. Many Demin had strange marking that showed what age they were. This Demin was older, simply by the look of the markings. The Demin raised the Gunstaff he held and pointed it at Janiel, but as he pulled the trigger, Janiel moved out of the way, sliding to the left before dashing forward towards the Demin. Before he could react, she stopped, flipped backwards, and kicked him in face while holding herself up with her hands. She dropped back down to her feet and punched the Demin in the face, breaking his nose and shoving the bone higher into his head. He dropped to the ground, lifeless.

"Amazing ma'am!" The male Elf exclaimed, a grin spread across his face. He drove up to Janiel, who climbed into the reburished Sand Dozer, and they drove off to Haven City.

"A month ago," Janiel muttered to herself, leaving back in her seat. "Excuse me ma'am?" The male asked. Janiel waved him off, closing her eyes. "Just get me back to Haven City."

Chapter 2 - A Day in the Life of Janiel...?

Janiel leaned back in her seat, raising her eyebrow as her 'friend' Blaze walked through the door...and straight into Erik. Erik growled, grabbing Blaze by the shirt and slamming him into the wall. "Watch where you're going, runt," Erik snarled. He walked off, and Blaze frowned, straightening out his shirt. Walking up to where Janiel was, he sat down beside her, smiling. "Ma'am, glad to see that you're fine," Blaze said. Janiel snorted, looking away as she closed her eyes. "I find it ironic that your name is Blaze and you can't even stand up to Erik," she said, taking a drink of the water on the table. "Not to mention that you channel Blue Eco and not Red," she added. Blaze chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "I cannot help it that my parents named me Blaze," he said. "Ja...Your father wished for me to tell you that you are to accompany him to Spargus to visit Damas," Blaze said, clearing his voice. "Fine. Tell Damon he's coming with me. If we get ambushed by Demin, I'll need his help," she said.

She stood up, glancing at Blaze before hearing someone else come through the back door. "Already heard. We're visiting old man Damas? Cool," Damon said. His outfit mirrored Blaze's, though his own hair was a light green color. He walked up to Janiel, looking her over with bright, whitish-purple eyes. "Damon, shut the hell up," Janiel said, rubbing the bridge of her nose before heading out through the front door. Damon followed, giving Blaze a short, quick wave.

0~0~0~0~0

It didn't take long for Janiel and Damon to arrive at her house. Glancing at her companion, she leaned against the wall, waiting for her father to come out. "Your dad is...Well...," Damon said, but trailed off as Janiel narrowed her eyes at him. "Yeah. He's my dad," she said. She sighed, shaking her head as she looked at the ground. "It...It must be hard, having him for a dad," Damon said, looking up at the sky. "...You could say that," Janiel said softly.

Shortly afterwards the door opened, and an all too familiar man walked out. His hair was rather long for a male, mimicking his daughter's, but without the bluish tint, and it wasn't all long. He wore a blue shirt with a metal ring that was strapped around his chest by three, large leather strips. He wore brown pants, had boots like his daughter, and even had goggles like his daughter. "And...who's this?" He asked, looking at Damon with a raised eyebrow. "A friend. Green Eco channeller," Janiel answered. She stood up straight, sticking her hands in her pockets. Jak nodded in approval, looking at Damon. "Thinking ahead?" He guessed, glancing at his daughter. "You could say that," she said, repeating the same line that she had told Damon just a few minutes ago.

They headed to the Sand Dozer, and Jak took the driver seat, waiting until Janiel and Damon were seated before speeding off. "So, I heard you went out again," Jak said, not looking at his daughter. Janiel leaned forward, resting her elbows on the dash. "Yeah. You know I can't stand Demin that get so close to Haven City," she said, sighing slightly. "I don't know what I would do it..." She trailed off, looking down as Damon blinked, glancing at his best friend. "If one of your friends were hurt," Jak finished, chuckling to himself slightly. "No worries. I know how it is." Janiel was silent there after, so Damon and Jak kept to themselves.

0~0~0~0~0

Jak slammed on the brakes.

Damon nearly flew out of his seat, but his hands found the back of his seat and he held on for dear life. Janiel stuck her hands out, stopping her own face from being smashed into the dash. Her arms tingled momentarily, but once she realized that Jak had disappeared from the Sand Dozer, she shook her arms and jumped down onto the sand. She blinked in surprise at what was jutting out of the sand just infront of Sand Dozer.

A Zoomer stuck out of the sand, electricity crackling and smoke billowing out of it. She walked up to it, examining it closely. Jak was doing the same, hands on his hips. "This...looks familiar," Janiel said, frowning. The answer suddenly appeared in her head, and her eyes widened. "This is Erik's Zoomer!" She exclaimed, frantically looking about. Damon walked over, his eyebrow raised yet again as he looked at the Zoomer. "Sure is. Do you think he crashed?" He asked, looking at Janiel.

"Oh course I crashed, you idiot!"

Damon blinked as Erik limped up to the group from the distance. Janiel ran up to Erik, eyes wide and full of concern. "Are you okay? Did you hurt your leg?" She asked quickly, looking at his right leg. His hand was on his hip, and small patches of blood covered his leg, able to be seen through tears in his pants. "Well, not quite. A Demin ambushed me and caused me to crash. Dang thing had a lot of fight in 'im," Erik muttered. Janiel sighed in relief. "If only there were some Green Eco around. I could get you healed up," Damon said as Erik and Janiel walked back over. "You look nice," Jak commented, a sarcastic tone in his voice. Erik snorted. "Whatever," he grumbled, limping to the Sand Dozer. He sat down, and Janiel sighed, rolling her eyes. "I am, yet again, surrounded by males. Why me?" She said. "You're fault for having five boyfriends," her father joked. "Yeah...Wait, what? I don't have any boyfriends! Dad!"

0~0~0~0~0

Chapter 1 - Demin Slaying...?

Chapter 2 - A Day in the Life of Janiel...?

0~0~0~0~0

The group was currently driving back to Haven City, as it was the closer of the town cities and Erik needed to be healed as soon as possible. It was going well, until a group of Demin appeared. Only three, but one lunged towards the Sand Dozer and Jak was forced to turn sharply to the left. The vehicle nearly flipped over, but luckily it didn't, and Jak continued driving. Janiel, though, now angry at the Demin, stood up and dived out of the Sand Dozer, rolling across the sand before stopping.

(♫)

"Janiel!"

She ignored the voice of her father as she stood up, tightening her fist. A Demin lunged at her, and she punched him in the stomach before grabbing him by the arm. Spinning around, she caused the first Demin to slam into a second, smashing his face in. She tossed the first Demin at the third and charged forward as they collasped to the ground. "Jerks!" She yelled, jumping into the air and slamming the heel of her foot into one of the Demin's back, snapping his spine. The over tried crawling away, but Janiel reached forward and grabbed his head, pulling him back. She turned his head around so that he was looking at her. She punched him in the face and then dropped him. And she walked back towards the now parked Sand Dozer, she wiped the sand off of herself, now calm.

"Your mother won't be happy about that," Jak said, watching as Janiel climbed back into the vehicle. "They about made us crash," Janiel said, shrugging. "She could at least understand that much," she added. Damon nodded in agreement. "Keira at least should be proud of her daughter for whooping three Demin butts!" Erik said, laughing as he wrapped his arm around Jak and Janiel's shoulders. "Now, am I right or am I right?" He asked. "Apparently you're right, since you didn't give any other choice for the question," Damon said, laughing as Erik glared at him. "What was that?"

"Oh, nothing..."]]> <![CDATA[Gameplay [One-shot]]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-gameplay-one-shot Thu, 09 Feb 2012 00:20:26 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-gameplay-one-shot
In a far away place where the boundaries of space and time do not apply, and fictional universes, like those of Pokemon and Dragonball Z, have combined, making one large nonsensical universe where chaos is law.

This is the story of two do gooders, trying to find their place in the region of Game.

A young man of about eighteen stood on the street corner of a forgotten town, looking around.

He wore a purple jacket over a black shirt, but his pants were too faded to distinguish the color at this point.

His most noticeable features would be his lavender hair and the sword strapped to his back.

He looked around, with a confused look on his face.

What... What is this place? He thought, not sure exactly how he came to be there.

The quiet patter of water hitting the charred street drowned out his thoughts as it began to rain. He turned to his right to walk off and find some shelter, and came face to face with a girl who defintely wasn't there before. Instead of saying anything, he stood there and blinked at the girl.

She was younger than him, looking about sixteen, with stringy light brown hair and blue eyes.

Her lips twisted into an eerie smile as she opened up the light blue tote strung over her shoulder and took out an umbrella, handing it to Trunks.

"Uh..Thank you." He said, taking it. "But how are you going to keep dry?"

"I'll find a way," The girl said, stepping behind him. He turned to her, and noticed her eyes almost seemed green. Before he could say anything, the girl ran away.

"She's fast.." He said, sweatdropping and starting to walk away.

As the teen with the purple hair continued to walk through the city, it became painfully obvious to something horrible had happened to this town to leave it in this state of decay.

But what? He wondered. Who could have done this?
His thoughts turned to the girl, the only human life he had seen since his arrival.
She didn't appear to be hurt or sad. Her face and clothes were clean.

He sighed, as he started to get a migrane. He then tried to take a step forward and stumbled as the migraine randomly got worse, causing him to groan in pain.

It feels like my head's splitting open! He thought, clenching his fists.

And then, he heard her. Turning around quickly, still in pain, he saw her-The girl from earlier, now standing next to him.

"Are you alright?" She said queitly.

Trunks tried to speak, but instead again groaned in pain as the his head throbbed and the migraine got worse, enough so to make him pass out.

~~~~

He blinked a few times as he woke up, now extremely disoriented.
He looked around and found himself lying on the ground, his jacket folded up and stuffed under his head as a makeshift pillow.

There was a small fire going close to his face, too close. It went out quicky.

"Where's my sword?" He said to apparently no one, sitting up.

"Right here, Trunks." Said a figure, stepping closer and handing him the sword.
It was the girl again.

"It's you. How did you know my name?" He asked, taking the sword.

"Well, first of all, it's on your jacket in a couple places." The girl said, sitting down next to him. "So, feel better?"

Trunks blinked.
"Yeah, I guess. Thank you. Only thing is, could you tell me where I am?" He asked.

The girl giggled.
"Stuck, that's what you are." Trunks looked at her strangely.

"Not home, that's for sure. This place, it's an odd one. Game."

Trunks blinked a few times before responding.
"Game?"

What the hell?

"Game is a place where time and space combine, but at the same time, do not apply." The girl said, oddly cheerful.

Trunks again blinked.
"That doesn't make any sense!"

"Doesn't have to. We're all screwed here anyway." The girl said, shrugging her shoulders.

Trunks rubbed his temples.
"So, what about my headache? Got an explanation for that?"

"Transition aches. That's normal for new people. Either it'll stop...Or you die of a brain aneruism. It's fine." The girl said quietly.

Trunks blinked at her again and raised an eyebrow. But before he could say anything, the migraine returned.

"It's happening again!" He yelled, surprised how quickly it came on.

"Just hold on!" The girl said, quickly opening her bag and pulling out a clear container stuffed to the brim with pale blue berries, grabbing one and stuffing it in Trunks' mouth.

"Augh! What was that?" Trunks said, pursing his lips from the dryness of the berry.

"Berry. Helps with transition aches." The girl said, closing the container.

"Transition aches.." Trunks repeated quietly, frustrated.

"Feel better?" The girl asked again.

Trunks sighed.
"Yes, thank you... I yelled at you, I'm sorry."

"It's fine." The girl said, looking at him with sparkly eyes.
At that moment, they appered to have no color, only a shine.

"I..I don't even know your name."

The girl stood up. "It's Richië. Or Spünky. You can call me whatever you want."

Trunks said nothing or a moment and blinked at the girl, unsure what to do next. "R-Richie..Do you have any food?" He said with an awkward chuckle.

She smiled and opened her tote up again, sliding him another clear contianer. Trunks looked at the food inside strangely.

"Trail mix. Pretty sure they had that were you come from."

"What's in it?"

"Everything." Richie said, pushing a strand of hair away from her abnormally pale face.

Trunks smiled slightly. "Does it have senzu beans?"

"Those don't grow here." She answered quickly.

Trunks looked dissapointed.

A world without senzu beans...
He thought, reaching into the container and grabbing a handful.

~~~~

Richied stareed at the container that once contained the trail mix, her eye twitching.
Her eye begins to twitch.

"That's what I get for feeding a half saiyan.." Spunky says out loud, her gaze locked on the few crumbs in the container.

Trunks looks at her strangely, still chewing a yogurt covered raisin.
"How do you know so much about me?"

She stands there and blinks for a moment, unsure what to say.

He doesn't know. And I.. What do I do? She thinks, pulling at her shirt collar nervously.

"Look..." She says, sitting back down next to him and taking something out of her tote.
"There's something you should know."

The item that came from Richie's tote was a certain issue of the original "Dragonball" manga, featuring the introduction of a certain blue eyed half saiyan.

Trunks gazed at it, amazed. His face, in black and white form, was on the cover.

"This is "The Young Boy of Mystery", an issue of a now ancient comic where... You came from." Richie explained.

Trunks looked at her for a second, then turned his attenttion back to the book, inspecting every page until the end of the issue, finally dropping it on the ground and sighing.

"What the *****." He said after a moment. "That can't be true. But everything's word for word.."

"I didn't mean to upset you." Richie said with a sad face.

"No, it's fine. I'm sorry I ate all your trail mix," He responded, getting up.

Richie looked at him strangely. "So you're just going to leave?" She said as he strapped his sword to his back.

Trunks nodded. "I've got something I need to do. Take care."

"You're not gonna hurt Akira Toriyama, are you?" She said, stepping in front of him.

"Akir what? No." Trunks said, pushing her out of the way and walking off.

"Poor boy." Richie said to herself when she could no longer see Trunks over the horizon.

"The Young Boy of Mystery." Trunks said to himself as he walked on, remembering the title of the manga he was introduced in. He argued with himself for quite a while over what he had seen.

"There's no way..I'm right here... But it can't not be true. Or can it?"

He stopped in his tracks and rubbed his forehead in frustration. As he did so, he almost thought he could hear Richie's giggling.

"Richie...Augh, get out of my head!" He randomly screamed as the migraines returned, but not as bad as before.

He stumbled on, wanting to get far away from Game. He did not know there is no escape, that his efforts were futile.

Where the hell is the exit?
Thought Trunks, contining on, not stopping until he found a peaceful grassy place by a stream, deciding it would serve his purpose. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily, taking off his jacket. He got a grip on his sword and climbed onto a rock that protruded from the stream.

Once up there, he rested the tip of the blade on his chest. "Death seems cruel, but I welcome this blade."

Right before the blade would have punctured his skin, there was a sharp cry, the sword was knocked to the ground, and Richie stood over it with a stern face.

Trunks blinked at her, surprised. He was even more surprised when he looked at his sword, somehow broken in two.

Richie's feet lifted off the ground, and she flew close to Trunks' face. "Did it cut you?" She asked, her face drained of the seemingly oblivious joy it had before.

Trunks stared at her for a moment before saying anything.
"...I wanted it to.." A cold chill ran down his back as he stepped down from the rock to look at his broken sword.

"How did you even...? You're flying!" Trunks said, looking at her and seeing that her feet did not touch the ground.

"I'm sorry I broke your sword." She said, putting her feet down and stepping closer to the broken sword.

"I don't understand how..." Trunks said, looking at her, then the sword.

She flew close to his face again, her face getting stern again.
"Don't underestimate me. And don't underestimate your self, either. Now put your jacket on, you're shaking." She picked up his jacket and threw it to him. It landed at his feet with a thump, and he slowly picked it up.

"Do us all a favor and don't try that again." Richie said, her face losing it's initial anger.

"I don't have to listen-"

"Calm down."

Trunks looked at her strangely.

"Just calm. Down. You'll be fine."

"You say that, but how do you know?" Trunks said, starting to raise his voice.

"Works for me." Spunky said with a shrug.

Trunks groaned in frustration. (And a mild headache)

"Don't you understand?! I'm not real! I-I'm a cartoon!"

"Manga. It's different, more detailed." Richie said, remaining calm.

"That's not the point! What life I thought I had is gone! Sure, it was a crap life, but at least I wasn't stuck in a no man's land full of whatever-you-are's!"

"You died."

Trunks stares at her.
"...What?"

"I'm pretty sure. I haven't gotten up to that episode in Dragon ball Z kai yet, but your-"

"You're kidding me. "

"Maybe I shouldn't of-"

"Yeah, maybe you shouldn't of." Trunks said, turning to walk away. Richie zoomed ahead of him.

"Just-"

"Leave me alone!" Trunks yells. In his anger, he slapped her upide the face. She looks at him with a blank face.

"Trunks Breifs, what the heck do you think you're doing?!" Richie yelled, floating in his face again."I get it, you're upset, but you do not get to smack me, you little cheese puff!!"

Trunks stares at her. "I'm sorry?" She said nothing but grabbed his arm, pulling him away.

"Hey! Let go!" He said, unable to free his arm from her iron grip. Eventually when they came back to where the little camp Richie had made, she did.

"Why are we here?" Trunks asked.

"Dinner." Spunky said, pushing a bowl into his hands.
"After a nice suicide attempt, I thought you'd want to get your energy back up, even though it hasn't been that long."

Trunks looked embarresedly at his empty bowl.
"Can we just forget about...That?"

Richie looked at him with a smile.
"Soupy time." She said, ladeling broth into his bowl.

~~~
Night.

Trunks was lying on the ground, gazing at the stars, covered by a thread bare blanket and his jacket. He turned over to look at Richie, expecting her to be asleep, and was surprised to see only a ruffled blaket on the ground.

"Wasn't she asleep just now?" He said, sitting up. Looking around, he noticeed the pieces of his broken sword are also missing. He stood up and blinked at the night aky. Suddenly, sensing her energy, he turnsed around and looked off in the distance.

Why the ***** can I barely sense her? This place is screwing with me... Trunks thinks, starting to walk, then randomly bursting into a sprint.
Without the weight of his sword on his back like he was used to, moving felt very awkward. After a few minutes, he came to a tall hill. Looking down, he saw an odd sight.

Richie stood in the shade of the hill, holding a blade that looked like Trunks' sword, except whole. Trunks noticed one of her boots was unzipped.

As she looked up, noticing Trunks, his drepressed mood quickly faded, and he ran down the hill, yanking the sword out of her hands.

Upon further inspection, he realized, yes, this was his sword.
"You fixed it! Thank you, but how?"

Richie looked at him and cocked her head.
"Magic." She said, zipping up her boot.

"No, really." Trunks said.

"Magic!" She repeated, starting to walk back to the camp.

"But.." Trunks looked at his reflection in the blade, blinking.

"You better hurry up before the Houndour come out; They're a mean bunch." Richie said, now behind him.

He turned around, surprised at her speed.
"Wait, what's a Houndour?"

~~~~

"Morning. Finally." Trunks said quietly, standing on a rock and facing the sunrise.

"You leaving?" Richie asked, walking up to him with her tote strung around her shoulder.

Trunks stared at her for a moment.
"..Uh, no. Just, just...I don't know what I'm doing. Looking into the sun."

He sighed, then noticed the shine of what Richie randomly pulled out of her tote.

It was none other then Si Xing Qiu, or "the Four-star Dragonball".

"A Dragonball!" Trunks exclaimed, taking it from Richie's hand. "They exist here..."

"Thought you'd like to see it." She replied, smiling. "I've got four. And guess what I used to find them."

Trunks didn't answer. He gazed into the shiny orange orb, not happy, but quite content.

The brown haired girl rolled her eyes.
"I found them with the help of my friends and this little beauty." She said, holding up a familiar piece of machinery the size of a pocket watch.

Trunks gasped when he saw it.
"A Dragon Radar... This is amazing!"

Richie giggled in a shrill tone, quite happy with what she had done. Trunks raised an eyebrow and looked at her strangely for a moment before handing back the Four-star ball.

He chuckled, looking at the horizon hopefully.
"Do you think...We could make a wish to make it all normal again? For me, I mean. Normal-ish. If we found them all."

"We? You have plans to tag along, Trunksie?" Richie said with a smile.

"T-Trunksie?" Trunks blushed.

"The Dragonballs won't wish you back. Shenron can't undo what I've done." A voice said behind them.

"What the?" She turned around and was quite surprised at what she saw.
Nothing but a small black cat, licking it's paw.

"I'm going insane... Did you hear it?" Trunks said, looking at the cat, then back at Richie.

To their surpsrise, the cat stopped grooming itself and spoke.

"I don't feel like playing this game right now. Just keep your mitts off my wishes, darn you."

Trunks, his gaze locked on the cat, carefully unsheathed his newly repaired sword and lifted it above the cat, ready to strike.

"And what exactly do you think you're trying to do?" The cat said, staring at Trunks and with souless yellow eyes.
Trunks froze, actaully kind of scared.

"Just kill it!" Richie said, right in Trunks' ear. He flinched, and the cat dissapeared.

"Augh! Where did it go?" Trunks said, looking at Richie. She shrugged.

"I'm right here..." Said the voice of the cat as it wooshed past Trunks, who groaned in pain.

"What happened?" Richie asked as Trunks grabbed his arm.

"I don't know, I think it scratched me.." He gasped as he looked at the sleeve of his jacket. The logo of his family company, Capsule corp., was gone.

"It wasn't even a patch, it was printed on! How the he-"

"Temper, temper. You shouldn't curse so much." A voice, simliar to the voice of the cat, but with some sort of cockney accent, said.

"Look!" Richie pointed to yet another cat, larger than the first one, with a brown sheen in it's coat.

"What is with all the cats?!" Trunks yelled in frustration.

"Bloody 'ell, don't recognize me, boy? I was just there, in fact, I never left." The cat said quietly.

Trunks again froze, scared. But Richie stepped closer to the cat, putting her hands up and launching a few glowing blasts of ki at the apparently shapesifting cat.

When the smoke cleared, Richie panted heavily, and the cat was nowhere to be seen.
Trunks looked at her, unaware she had that type of power.

"I have had a weird day.." He said, rubbing his temples and looking away from Richie.

Bloody hell.
The seemingly unimportant phrase echoed in his head.

"So, let's get out of here, and go where's there's no cats." Richie said, looking at Trunks.

He had an odd look on his face and for a moment, could not control his words.
"Doji..." He said quietly, scaring himself.

"What's you say, Trunksie?"

What did I say?

"Nothing. We should...Maybe meet those friends that helped you find the Dragonballs, touch base."

"Good idea!" Richie said, slapping Trunks on the back. "Let's go!"

Trunks raised an eyebrow, surprised how hard she hit him, but followed as she began to walk.

After a while, Richie put her hand in the air to help her focus and pinpoint the energies she was looking for.

"Hmm... Found them! That's my friends, Rainn and Bakura." She said, looking off in the distance.

Trunks squinted. "How do you see them?"

"I know them well enough, Trunskie. Come on!" She said, grabbing his arm.

Before he was dragged too close, Trunks did get a good feel for the tow energies ahead, one seeming distant and light, almost like it wasn't there, and the other, weak but blunt and angry.

"This should be interesting..."]]>
In a far away place where the boundaries of space and time do not apply, and fictional universes, like those of Pokemon and Dragonball Z, have combined, making one large nonsensical universe where chaos is law.

This is the story of two do gooders, trying to find their place in the region of Game.

A young man of about eighteen stood on the street corner of a forgotten town, looking around.

He wore a purple jacket over a black shirt, but his pants were too faded to distinguish the color at this point.

His most noticeable features would be his lavender hair and the sword strapped to his back.

He looked around, with a confused look on his face.

What... What is this place? He thought, not sure exactly how he came to be there.

The quiet patter of water hitting the charred street drowned out his thoughts as it began to rain. He turned to his right to walk off and find some shelter, and came face to face with a girl who defintely wasn't there before. Instead of saying anything, he stood there and blinked at the girl.

She was younger than him, looking about sixteen, with stringy light brown hair and blue eyes.

Her lips twisted into an eerie smile as she opened up the light blue tote strung over her shoulder and took out an umbrella, handing it to Trunks.

"Uh..Thank you." He said, taking it. "But how are you going to keep dry?"

"I'll find a way," The girl said, stepping behind him. He turned to her, and noticed her eyes almost seemed green. Before he could say anything, the girl ran away.

"She's fast.." He said, sweatdropping and starting to walk away.

As the teen with the purple hair continued to walk through the city, it became painfully obvious to something horrible had happened to this town to leave it in this state of decay.

But what? He wondered. Who could have done this?
His thoughts turned to the girl, the only human life he had seen since his arrival.
She didn't appear to be hurt or sad. Her face and clothes were clean.

He sighed, as he started to get a migrane. He then tried to take a step forward and stumbled as the migraine randomly got worse, causing him to groan in pain.

It feels like my head's splitting open! He thought, clenching his fists.

And then, he heard her. Turning around quickly, still in pain, he saw her-The girl from earlier, now standing next to him.

"Are you alright?" She said queitly.

Trunks tried to speak, but instead again groaned in pain as the his head throbbed and the migraine got worse, enough so to make him pass out.

~~~~

He blinked a few times as he woke up, now extremely disoriented.
He looked around and found himself lying on the ground, his jacket folded up and stuffed under his head as a makeshift pillow.

There was a small fire going close to his face, too close. It went out quicky.

"Where's my sword?" He said to apparently no one, sitting up.

"Right here, Trunks." Said a figure, stepping closer and handing him the sword.
It was the girl again.

"It's you. How did you know my name?" He asked, taking the sword.

"Well, first of all, it's on your jacket in a couple places." The girl said, sitting down next to him. "So, feel better?"

Trunks blinked.
"Yeah, I guess. Thank you. Only thing is, could you tell me where I am?" He asked.

The girl giggled.
"Stuck, that's what you are." Trunks looked at her strangely.

"Not home, that's for sure. This place, it's an odd one. Game."

Trunks blinked a few times before responding.
"Game?"

What the hell?

"Game is a place where time and space combine, but at the same time, do not apply." The girl said, oddly cheerful.

Trunks again blinked.
"That doesn't make any sense!"

"Doesn't have to. We're all screwed here anyway." The girl said, shrugging her shoulders.

Trunks rubbed his temples.
"So, what about my headache? Got an explanation for that?"

"Transition aches. That's normal for new people. Either it'll stop...Or you die of a brain aneruism. It's fine." The girl said quietly.

Trunks blinked at her again and raised an eyebrow. But before he could say anything, the migraine returned.

"It's happening again!" He yelled, surprised how quickly it came on.

"Just hold on!" The girl said, quickly opening her bag and pulling out a clear container stuffed to the brim with pale blue berries, grabbing one and stuffing it in Trunks' mouth.

"Augh! What was that?" Trunks said, pursing his lips from the dryness of the berry.

"Berry. Helps with transition aches." The girl said, closing the container.

"Transition aches.." Trunks repeated quietly, frustrated.

"Feel better?" The girl asked again.

Trunks sighed.
"Yes, thank you... I yelled at you, I'm sorry."

"It's fine." The girl said, looking at him with sparkly eyes.
At that moment, they appered to have no color, only a shine.

"I..I don't even know your name."

The girl stood up. "It's Richië. Or Spünky. You can call me whatever you want."

Trunks said nothing or a moment and blinked at the girl, unsure what to do next. "R-Richie..Do you have any food?" He said with an awkward chuckle.

She smiled and opened her tote up again, sliding him another clear contianer. Trunks looked at the food inside strangely.

"Trail mix. Pretty sure they had that were you come from."

"What's in it?"

"Everything." Richie said, pushing a strand of hair away from her abnormally pale face.

Trunks smiled slightly. "Does it have senzu beans?"

"Those don't grow here." She answered quickly.

Trunks looked dissapointed.

A world without senzu beans...
He thought, reaching into the container and grabbing a handful.

~~~~

Richied stareed at the container that once contained the trail mix, her eye twitching.
Her eye begins to twitch.

"That's what I get for feeding a half saiyan.." Spunky says out loud, her gaze locked on the few crumbs in the container.

Trunks looks at her strangely, still chewing a yogurt covered raisin.
"How do you know so much about me?"

She stands there and blinks for a moment, unsure what to say.

He doesn't know. And I.. What do I do? She thinks, pulling at her shirt collar nervously.

"Look..." She says, sitting back down next to him and taking something out of her tote.
"There's something you should know."

The item that came from Richie's tote was a certain issue of the original "Dragonball" manga, featuring the introduction of a certain blue eyed half saiyan.

Trunks gazed at it, amazed. His face, in black and white form, was on the cover.

"This is "The Young Boy of Mystery", an issue of a now ancient comic where... You came from." Richie explained.

Trunks looked at her for a second, then turned his attenttion back to the book, inspecting every page until the end of the issue, finally dropping it on the ground and sighing.

"What the *****." He said after a moment. "That can't be true. But everything's word for word.."

"I didn't mean to upset you." Richie said with a sad face.

"No, it's fine. I'm sorry I ate all your trail mix," He responded, getting up.

Richie looked at him strangely. "So you're just going to leave?" She said as he strapped his sword to his back.

Trunks nodded. "I've got something I need to do. Take care."

"You're not gonna hurt Akira Toriyama, are you?" She said, stepping in front of him.

"Akir what? No." Trunks said, pushing her out of the way and walking off.

"Poor boy." Richie said to herself when she could no longer see Trunks over the horizon.

"The Young Boy of Mystery." Trunks said to himself as he walked on, remembering the title of the manga he was introduced in. He argued with himself for quite a while over what he had seen.

"There's no way..I'm right here... But it can't not be true. Or can it?"

He stopped in his tracks and rubbed his forehead in frustration. As he did so, he almost thought he could hear Richie's giggling.

"Richie...Augh, get out of my head!" He randomly screamed as the migraines returned, but not as bad as before.

He stumbled on, wanting to get far away from Game. He did not know there is no escape, that his efforts were futile.

Where the hell is the exit?
Thought Trunks, contining on, not stopping until he found a peaceful grassy place by a stream, deciding it would serve his purpose. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily, taking off his jacket. He got a grip on his sword and climbed onto a rock that protruded from the stream.

Once up there, he rested the tip of the blade on his chest. "Death seems cruel, but I welcome this blade."

Right before the blade would have punctured his skin, there was a sharp cry, the sword was knocked to the ground, and Richie stood over it with a stern face.

Trunks blinked at her, surprised. He was even more surprised when he looked at his sword, somehow broken in two.

Richie's feet lifted off the ground, and she flew close to Trunks' face. "Did it cut you?" She asked, her face drained of the seemingly oblivious joy it had before.

Trunks stared at her for a moment before saying anything.
"...I wanted it to.." A cold chill ran down his back as he stepped down from the rock to look at his broken sword.

"How did you even...? You're flying!" Trunks said, looking at her and seeing that her feet did not touch the ground.

"I'm sorry I broke your sword." She said, putting her feet down and stepping closer to the broken sword.

"I don't understand how..." Trunks said, looking at her, then the sword.

She flew close to his face again, her face getting stern again.
"Don't underestimate me. And don't underestimate your self, either. Now put your jacket on, you're shaking." She picked up his jacket and threw it to him. It landed at his feet with a thump, and he slowly picked it up.

"Do us all a favor and don't try that again." Richie said, her face losing it's initial anger.

"I don't have to listen-"

"Calm down."

Trunks looked at her strangely.

"Just calm. Down. You'll be fine."

"You say that, but how do you know?" Trunks said, starting to raise his voice.

"Works for me." Spunky said with a shrug.

Trunks groaned in frustration. (And a mild headache)

"Don't you understand?! I'm not real! I-I'm a cartoon!"

"Manga. It's different, more detailed." Richie said, remaining calm.

"That's not the point! What life I thought I had is gone! Sure, it was a crap life, but at least I wasn't stuck in a no man's land full of whatever-you-are's!"

"You died."

Trunks stares at her.
"...What?"

"I'm pretty sure. I haven't gotten up to that episode in Dragon ball Z kai yet, but your-"

"You're kidding me. "

"Maybe I shouldn't of-"

"Yeah, maybe you shouldn't of." Trunks said, turning to walk away. Richie zoomed ahead of him.

"Just-"

"Leave me alone!" Trunks yells. In his anger, he slapped her upide the face. She looks at him with a blank face.

"Trunks Breifs, what the heck do you think you're doing?!" Richie yelled, floating in his face again."I get it, you're upset, but you do not get to smack me, you little cheese puff!!"

Trunks stares at her. "I'm sorry?" She said nothing but grabbed his arm, pulling him away.

"Hey! Let go!" He said, unable to free his arm from her iron grip. Eventually when they came back to where the little camp Richie had made, she did.

"Why are we here?" Trunks asked.

"Dinner." Spunky said, pushing a bowl into his hands.
"After a nice suicide attempt, I thought you'd want to get your energy back up, even though it hasn't been that long."

Trunks looked embarresedly at his empty bowl.
"Can we just forget about...That?"

Richie looked at him with a smile.
"Soupy time." She said, ladeling broth into his bowl.

~~~
Night.

Trunks was lying on the ground, gazing at the stars, covered by a thread bare blanket and his jacket. He turned over to look at Richie, expecting her to be asleep, and was surprised to see only a ruffled blaket on the ground.

"Wasn't she asleep just now?" He said, sitting up. Looking around, he noticeed the pieces of his broken sword are also missing. He stood up and blinked at the night aky. Suddenly, sensing her energy, he turnsed around and looked off in the distance.

Why the ***** can I barely sense her? This place is screwing with me... Trunks thinks, starting to walk, then randomly bursting into a sprint.
Without the weight of his sword on his back like he was used to, moving felt very awkward. After a few minutes, he came to a tall hill. Looking down, he saw an odd sight.

Richie stood in the shade of the hill, holding a blade that looked like Trunks' sword, except whole. Trunks noticed one of her boots was unzipped.

As she looked up, noticing Trunks, his drepressed mood quickly faded, and he ran down the hill, yanking the sword out of her hands.

Upon further inspection, he realized, yes, this was his sword.
"You fixed it! Thank you, but how?"

Richie looked at him and cocked her head.
"Magic." She said, zipping up her boot.

"No, really." Trunks said.

"Magic!" She repeated, starting to walk back to the camp.

"But.." Trunks looked at his reflection in the blade, blinking.

"You better hurry up before the Houndour come out; They're a mean bunch." Richie said, now behind him.

He turned around, surprised at her speed.
"Wait, what's a Houndour?"

~~~~

"Morning. Finally." Trunks said quietly, standing on a rock and facing the sunrise.

"You leaving?" Richie asked, walking up to him with her tote strung around her shoulder.

Trunks stared at her for a moment.
"..Uh, no. Just, just...I don't know what I'm doing. Looking into the sun."

He sighed, then noticed the shine of what Richie randomly pulled out of her tote.

It was none other then Si Xing Qiu, or "the Four-star Dragonball".

"A Dragonball!" Trunks exclaimed, taking it from Richie's hand. "They exist here..."

"Thought you'd like to see it." She replied, smiling. "I've got four. And guess what I used to find them."

Trunks didn't answer. He gazed into the shiny orange orb, not happy, but quite content.

The brown haired girl rolled her eyes.
"I found them with the help of my friends and this little beauty." She said, holding up a familiar piece of machinery the size of a pocket watch.

Trunks gasped when he saw it.
"A Dragon Radar... This is amazing!"

Richie giggled in a shrill tone, quite happy with what she had done. Trunks raised an eyebrow and looked at her strangely for a moment before handing back the Four-star ball.

He chuckled, looking at the horizon hopefully.
"Do you think...We could make a wish to make it all normal again? For me, I mean. Normal-ish. If we found them all."

"We? You have plans to tag along, Trunksie?" Richie said with a smile.

"T-Trunksie?" Trunks blushed.

"The Dragonballs won't wish you back. Shenron can't undo what I've done." A voice said behind them.

"What the?" She turned around and was quite surprised at what she saw.
Nothing but a small black cat, licking it's paw.

"I'm going insane... Did you hear it?" Trunks said, looking at the cat, then back at Richie.

To their surpsrise, the cat stopped grooming itself and spoke.

"I don't feel like playing this game right now. Just keep your mitts off my wishes, darn you."

Trunks, his gaze locked on the cat, carefully unsheathed his newly repaired sword and lifted it above the cat, ready to strike.

"And what exactly do you think you're trying to do?" The cat said, staring at Trunks and with souless yellow eyes.
Trunks froze, actaully kind of scared.

"Just kill it!" Richie said, right in Trunks' ear. He flinched, and the cat dissapeared.

"Augh! Where did it go?" Trunks said, looking at Richie. She shrugged.

"I'm right here..." Said the voice of the cat as it wooshed past Trunks, who groaned in pain.

"What happened?" Richie asked as Trunks grabbed his arm.

"I don't know, I think it scratched me.." He gasped as he looked at the sleeve of his jacket. The logo of his family company, Capsule corp., was gone.

"It wasn't even a patch, it was printed on! How the he-"

"Temper, temper. You shouldn't curse so much." A voice, simliar to the voice of the cat, but with some sort of cockney accent, said.

"Look!" Richie pointed to yet another cat, larger than the first one, with a brown sheen in it's coat.

"What is with all the cats?!" Trunks yelled in frustration.

"Bloody 'ell, don't recognize me, boy? I was just there, in fact, I never left." The cat said quietly.

Trunks again froze, scared. But Richie stepped closer to the cat, putting her hands up and launching a few glowing blasts of ki at the apparently shapesifting cat.

When the smoke cleared, Richie panted heavily, and the cat was nowhere to be seen.
Trunks looked at her, unaware she had that type of power.

"I have had a weird day.." He said, rubbing his temples and looking away from Richie.

Bloody hell.
The seemingly unimportant phrase echoed in his head.

"So, let's get out of here, and go where's there's no cats." Richie said, looking at Trunks.

He had an odd look on his face and for a moment, could not control his words.
"Doji..." He said quietly, scaring himself.

"What's you say, Trunksie?"

What did I say?

"Nothing. We should...Maybe meet those friends that helped you find the Dragonballs, touch base."

"Good idea!" Richie said, slapping Trunks on the back. "Let's go!"

Trunks raised an eyebrow, surprised how hard she hit him, but followed as she began to walk.

After a while, Richie put her hand in the air to help her focus and pinpoint the energies she was looking for.

"Hmm... Found them! That's my friends, Rainn and Bakura." She said, looking off in the distance.

Trunks squinted. "How do you see them?"

"I know them well enough, Trunskie. Come on!" She said, grabbing his arm.

Before he was dragged too close, Trunks did get a good feel for the tow energies ahead, one seeming distant and light, almost like it wasn't there, and the other, weak but blunt and angry.

"This should be interesting..."]]> <![CDATA[Marill (Gen IV) Please]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-marill-gen-iv-please Wed, 08 Feb 2012 22:32:08 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-marill-gen-iv-please
I'm in need of a Marill, but in an Egg. If possible, if it can have Ice Punch and Waterfall as Egg moves that would be awesome saucets, but if it doesn't then that's okay. I need this for SoulSilver, so Gen 4. I do have a Marill in the game already, but they have PokeRus and I don't want them to lose that.

My friendcode is 3783 0693 6263. Remember I need it in an Egg, not the Pokemon itself. Also, no Azurill, either. XD Thanks in advance! I don't need it right away, but whenever possible.]]>
I'm in need of a Marill, but in an Egg. If possible, if it can have Ice Punch and Waterfall as Egg moves that would be awesome saucets, but if it doesn't then that's okay. I need this for SoulSilver, so Gen 4. I do have a Marill in the game already, but they have PokeRus and I don't want them to lose that.

My friendcode is 3783 0693 6263. Remember I need it in an Egg, not the Pokemon itself. Also, no Azurill, either. XD Thanks in advance! I don't need it right away, but whenever possible.]]> <![CDATA[Lugia for a Kyogre.]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-lugia-for-a-kyogre Wed, 08 Feb 2012 21:58:41 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-lugia-for-a-kyogre
Yeah...I found out I need another pokemon yet again!

This TIME!I need Kyogre.Mainly because I have soulsilver.
The only reason I need it is to get my Favorite Dragon Legendary RAYQUAZA!So if you can help me out.
I'll give my level 60 lugia!

Name is Lance
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Yeah...I found out I need another pokemon yet again!

This TIME!I need Kyogre.Mainly because I have soulsilver.
The only reason I need it is to get my Favorite Dragon Legendary RAYQUAZA!So if you can help me out.
I'll give my level 60 lugia!

Name is Lance
Fc:4728 2445 2175]]> <![CDATA[The Crossed Dimentions]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-the-crossed-dimentions Wed, 08 Feb 2012 20:27:05 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-the-crossed-dimentions The dimentions had always been seperate. One reality would stay in one area, another somewhere else. But when the dimentions get controlled, thereis nothing good that comes out of it.

Now, the virtual dimentions have been fused by several masterminds, managing to communicate through the dimentions. Pokemon has met Sonic, Mario has met Megaman. Several heroes have already begun their journey to cross this gigantic dimention, fused with places from Scrap Brain zone to Twinleaf town. They wish to cross the dimentions, and find out who has caused this.

Rules:

Normal rules apply.
No bunnying. I hate it.
No "oh look a secret knife" ing. If someone wants a secret to stay a secret, let it be.
No knowing an area unless you come from it. Megman wouldn't instantly recognise the Pokemon League now, would he?

Spaces to take:
Mario
Kirby
Link
Fox
Pokemon Trainer
Snake
Sonic
Megaman
Banjo + Kazooie
Samus
(If any more video game characters should be added, contact me. Pararell characters, like Modern and Classic Sonic, classify as one character, and only 1 can be used.)

To enter, state your character you wish to use, and give me a nice RP sample. I want to see how good you are.

I'm going to be Classic Sonic.
RP Sample: The giant crusher mechanism fell as Sonic looked forward. Robotnik was escaping! Sonic quickly ran after him, jumped through the gate, and quickly attacked his Egg Mobile, breaking it as he watched him rage in his mobile. All of the animals were free, and he had successfully completed his duty. He wiped the dirt from his hands, looking down underneath the platform.
He suddenly felt the whole place begin to fall apart, and he quickly jumped forward, stepping from rumble piece to rubble piece, to the exit. He watched the whole factory crush itself in its own wait. Animals watched as it fell down, exploding as it slowly finished itself off. He quickly ran off to where Green Hill resides, watching little critters follow his trail. He finally arrived at Green Hill, glad to have fufilled his duty...

...or atleast, he reached where Green Hill WAS. He jumped back in shocked, and then looked around him. Thousands of unexplored areas had unfolded from the emptyness of Green Hill. He realised something wasn't right, and he sped off to a strange land full of pipes.]]> The dimentions had always been seperate. One reality would stay in one area, another somewhere else. But when the dimentions get controlled, thereis nothing good that comes out of it.

Now, the virtual dimentions have been fused by several masterminds, managing to communicate through the dimentions. Pokemon has met Sonic, Mario has met Megaman. Several heroes have already begun their journey to cross this gigantic dimention, fused with places from Scrap Brain zone to Twinleaf town. They wish to cross the dimentions, and find out who has caused this.

Rules:

Normal rules apply.
No bunnying. I hate it.
No "oh look a secret knife" ing. If someone wants a secret to stay a secret, let it be.
No knowing an area unless you come from it. Megman wouldn't instantly recognise the Pokemon League now, would he?

Spaces to take:
Mario
Kirby
Link
Fox
Pokemon Trainer
Snake
Sonic
Megaman
Banjo + Kazooie
Samus
(If any more video game characters should be added, contact me. Pararell characters, like Modern and Classic Sonic, classify as one character, and only 1 can be used.)

To enter, state your character you wish to use, and give me a nice RP sample. I want to see how good you are.

I'm going to be Classic Sonic.
RP Sample: The giant crusher mechanism fell as Sonic looked forward. Robotnik was escaping! Sonic quickly ran after him, jumped through the gate, and quickly attacked his Egg Mobile, breaking it as he watched him rage in his mobile. All of the animals were free, and he had successfully completed his duty. He wiped the dirt from his hands, looking down underneath the platform.
He suddenly felt the whole place begin to fall apart, and he quickly jumped forward, stepping from rumble piece to rubble piece, to the exit. He watched the whole factory crush itself in its own wait. Animals watched as it fell down, exploding as it slowly finished itself off. He quickly ran off to where Green Hill resides, watching little critters follow his trail. He finally arrived at Green Hill, glad to have fufilled his duty...

...or atleast, he reached where Green Hill WAS. He jumped back in shocked, and then looked around him. Thousands of unexplored areas had unfolded from the emptyness of Green Hill. He realised something wasn't right, and he sped off to a strange land full of pipes.]]> <![CDATA[The Ultimate Guide to the Gildor Region]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-the-ultimate-guide-to-the-gildor-region Wed, 08 Feb 2012 19:38:23 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-the-ultimate-guide-to-the-gildor-region
Prologue: Termonology

Spoiler

Part One: Isen Town

Spoiler

Part Two: Kinleaf Forest

Spoiler

Part Three: Kinleaf Town

Spoiler

Part Three: Route 8]]>
Prologue: Termonology

Spoiler

Part One: Isen Town

Spoiler

Part Two: Kinleaf Forest

Spoiler

Part Three: Kinleaf Town

Spoiler

Part Three: Route 8]]> <![CDATA[5th Gen DW Ubers - Fun in the Sun]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-5th-gen-dw-ubers-fun-in-the-sun Wed, 08 Feb 2012 19:36:39 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-5th-gen-dw-ubers-fun-in-the-sun [Image: 383.gif]

Impish @ Leftovers @ Drought
252 Hp | 252 def | 4 spD
Earthquake | Stealth Rock | T-Wave | Roar

I know, people consider D-tail to be superior to Roar, but I like being able to roar out Ninjask after setting up SR. Earthquake is so I don't get screwed by Taunt. Earthquake is enough to 2hko standard Darkrai. I was thinking about going Lum but I weighed the benefits of HP restoration vs first turn status and I ended up going with the HP.

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Timid @ Life Orb @ Turbo Blaze
4 hp | 252 SpA | 252 Spe
Flame Charge | Blue Flare | Draco Meteor | Dragon Pulse
Personally, I believe with sun support, this is the best sweeper in Ubers right now. With evs, it outspeeds everything except for a select few pokemon, and it's dual stabs get neutral coverage on every pokemon in the game.

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Sassy @ Leftovers @ Steel Thorns
252 spD | 252 Hp | 4 def
Leech Seed | Power Whip | Gyro Ball | Spikes

Performs exceptionally well in ubers. People will criticize me for boosting it's already huge fire weakness, but Ferrothorn is going to die to any fire move in ubers whether Sun is up or not.

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Timid @ Choice Scarf @ Imposter
252 Spe | 252 Hp | 4 Def
---- | ---- | ---- | Transform

Ditto is fantastic. When Paired with Ferrothorn, it can provide a reliable counter to Flame Charge Reshiram. Though I'm considering switching it out for a baton passing Blaziken.
]]> <![CDATA[how do you know that a boy knows you fancy him]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-how-do-you-know-that-a-boy-knows-you-fancy-him Wed, 08 Feb 2012 18:14:54 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-how-do-you-know-that-a-boy-knows-you-fancy-him <![CDATA[Sega Genesis Music - PAL or NTSC?]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-sega-genesis-music-pal-or-ntsc Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:03:39 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-sega-genesis-music-pal-or-ntsc
(PAL = English/Australia (50hz) NTSC = America, Japan etc (60hz) )]]>
(PAL = English/Australia (50hz) NTSC = America, Japan etc (60hz) )]]> <![CDATA[Not Your Average Gijinka]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-not-your-average-gijinka Wed, 08 Feb 2012 04:53:46 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-not-your-average-gijinka Andre: A Roselia gijinka. He's vain, but very sweet and peaceful. Likes things quiet but won't hesitate to talk about himself. He wears a grass green suit jacket that's form fitting, with a yellow dress shirt underneath. He wears khakis of the same green color, and his hair is the exact same color, and it looks as though it points up in three places like thorns. He holds a red rose in one hand a blue one in the other. He wears white gloves at all times to avoid getting hurt by the thorns.

James: A Mightyena gijinka. He is withdrawn and brooding. Not one to ebb argumentative, he will nto say much even if you do talk to him, and when he does it comes out gruff. He has a black hooded cotton jacket on with two grey stripes running up. He wears a grey T-shirt, and black jeans. Has boots on of black leather. His eyes are bright yellow, and his teeth seem to be sharper than normal. He has a black bushy talk that he hides by stuffing it inside his shirt.

Luke: He's a Fearow gijinka. He has dark red hair that is spiked up and then swooped back as though he's just been flying. He wear a bomber jacket that is brown that has beige fur at the color. He wears brown mathcing pants and brown leather boots. He usually has his hands in his pockets. When in trouble, he can glide about twenty feet away by using the feathers hidden beneath the sleeves of his jacket. Luke loves to boast and is very arrogant. Loud-mouthed and energetic, he loves to play and have as much fun as possible. Has cocky grin on his face a lot.

William: He's a Swellow gijinka. He's best friends with Luke. He's dark and a bit scary when he's angry, but the majority of the time he's calm and unusually graceful. He wear red pants that are tucked into dark red boots. He wears a similarly colored red long sleeved shir, with a white color on it, with a hoodless black jackt over it all that goes down to his feet. He has black hair with two red tips in the back that point back wards at a point. He has black wings with red feathers underneath and unlike Luke he can fly, and quite well too. He has a sort of wicked grin on his face that makes you think he's evil but he isn't really.

Klik: He's a Sableye gijinka. He's got blue eyes that glitter like gems when it's dark. He has a fanged smile that makes him look silly and crazy. His right hand is purple and the fingers are all hooked claws. His other hand is normal. His hair is violet and messy. He wears a purple waist coat that has a collar that points up, like he's all disco. His pants are matching color, with flair at the bottom, with black dress shoes. He likes to play and laughs a lot. He has a manic, overly happy demeanor that makes other easily laugh and smile.

Ch.1: Flying Ace
Luke always dreamt of one day being able to truly fly. He was only 16, and he knew he still had some growing to do before he could fully fly. He could glide a bit now, but it wasn't good enough. Training for hours on end he strove to strengthen his arms and shoulder so when he could fly, he'd fly far and high above the sky, like his mother would. He missed his Fearow mother more than he missed his father. Having different species parents is always troublesome and confusing. You get rejected by most on both sides. He could understand pokemon, but they didn't accept him as one. He could speak English, but humans still acted as though he was a monster incapable of thought. It was enough to make the normal people cry, but Luke harbored no ill will.

He felt like he was having an excellent day. The sun was shining, the bird pokemon were chirping, and the smile on his face felt like it would never go away. He just felt so cheerful today. Nothing could spoil it. Besides, he was leaving today. Viridian Forest didn't suit him like he wanted. He longed to go to Unova, where he heard they had a city dedicated to flying and planes. How he loved planes. Flying in particular was his passion, but planes were amazing to him. Suddenly there was a soft flapping noise.

“Hey Will.” he said cheerfully as the familiar Swellow gijinka touched down, floding his wings to his back.

“Hello my friend.” he said courteously, “You appear to be troubled... what is bothering you?”

“I gotta go somewhere besides here.” he groaned, “I have to see the world! Like an actual bird pokemon!”

“But we aren't actual bird pokemon, we're half.” William responded flatly.

Luke blew him off, “Whatever, ya know what I mean. You coming or not?”

“You can't fly.”

Once again Luke ignored him, “That'll be fixed easily. Just you wait...”

Luke dragged a reluctant Will to the airport, where humans were busy filing into different planes.
“See?” he asked Will, who was busily tucking his wings away into his jacket.

“Uh huh.... which one are we taking?” he asked.

“The one with the red “56” on it.” he replied eagerly, nearly runnign to the plane. He was slowed down by the Will he was unfortunately draggin along. Will got off the ground he'd been dragged on and stood with great dignity, brushing off the dirt and dust.

Luke and Will rushed into the plane's cargo hold secretly to avoid any inspection by the security. They hated to be discovered, because it meant running, hiding, and weeks of paranoia and fear of humans coming for them, just because of who they were.

They climbed in, and sat down on some large bags that were comfy. Will fell asleept quickly, wrapping his wings around himself. Luke couldn't sleep until the plane left the ground, because he wanted t feel how it felt when the plane took off, and it felt amazing to him. He thought all about it as he fell asleep in the cargo hold. Soon they awoke to a rattling noise. Will jerked up, and stood next to Luke to check his friend was okay. They then realized the plane was landing! They quickly snuck behind some of the bags.

“Will they find us?” Luke asked, “Never mind.... I got an idea.”

“What is it?” Will asked.

“We're gonna have to make a run for it once we land.” Luke said certainly, “We're sure to eb faster than the security. Most of those guys are really obese.”

Will nodded, and they began the waiting game. It was a long wait, and the plane seemed to take forever to land, but when it did and the cargo hold finally opened, they were out of there faster than the Earth spins. Once they stopped, they looked back and saw noone chasing them. Will sighed in relief, then took in their surroundings. They appeared to be surrounded by greenhouses, which were oddly next to an air strip.

“Why in the world would you grow your veggies where the planes land?” Luke asked, “Now that's just stupid.”

They both shurgged and walked away from the air strip. Will wanted to fly instead of walk, because it was easier, but Lyke wouldn't let him.
“It's safer that we keep a low profile 'round here.” he ordered, “We can't do that with you flying around.”
They weren't sure where to go now, so they chose to hug the treeline, where they could jump through the trees and not be detected. Due to their hollow bones, they were able to jump further than normal people. Luke and Will were having a splendid time, springing from branck to branch and seeing who could jump furthest. It was an immature game, but they weren't complaining one bit.
They were content and happy in this new and exciting place. They were migrating birds you could say. They change homes every year or so, and leave for another region to settle down and live in.

Luke sat on a large branch beside his friend, “I suppose we should head in for some shut-eye.”

“I think we should.” Will replied, and then they both strolled away towards the town.

Ch.2: Leafy Stillness
Andre paced through another person's garden, touching the plants as he went, and breathing in the invigorating smell. He craved the scent, because plants were part of who he was more then anything.

He placed a tentative hand towards a rose bush, where he delicately plucked free a lush, blood red rose, which he kept alive with the odd powers he had. He had the ability to keep plants alive and make them grow with a simple touch.

Something in the air caught his attention.
“Whatever might that be?” he asked softly, turning around fluidly, little ruffles fluttering about in his clothes from the breeze. He held his red and blue rose closer to him, taking care to avoid the thorns, and he looked out of the garden. Since he looked pretty normal, unlike some other gijinkas, he could easily walk amongst the humans with no fear.

Andre walked through Floaroma Town with no fear whatsoever. Then he arrived at the Boutique, where it seemed they were having a Bake Sale. Eager to indulge, he stepped up nonchalantly to the ladies selling the sweets.

He flashed them a charming smile, instantly gaining their undivided attention.
“How much for a cookie my dear?” he asked sweetly.

One woman, a redhead with freckles and a dimpled smile, gave him one for free.
Andre smiled as he strutted off.
He thought it was too easy to manipulate people. One smile, one polite handshake or bow, and they fall all over you. With another smirk, he finished his cookie and sat down in the lush, nearly plushie soft grass.

He laid on his back and stared at the sky, thinking about where he should head.
“I don't see the point in staying here....” he told himself quietly.
He rose to his feet, and strolled off to the airport. It was fairly easy to get on the plane. All he had to do was flash a few smiles, and say a few sweet words, and he was on board.

Andre relaxed in his second class seat and stared contentedly out the window.
“I wonder where this plane is headed?” he asked himself, “It sure does seem too big for a short flight. Maybe it's going to another region perhaps?”
To take his mind off of things, he pulled out a book from his back pocket and began to read. It was the book 1984, and Andre was gripped by it and kept on reading long after he was too tired to want to stay awake any longer. Eventually, he fell asleep while blinking form how tired he got.

He slept a good long sleep for the remainder of his flight.
Stepping off the plabe after it landed in an unknown Unova city, he decided to look around. The secod he saw a hotel, he strolled in to get a room.

“Hello,” he said soothingly, “May I have a room?”
With that hypnotic charm of his he acquired a room faster than even he thought he would.
He relaxed on the bed, “Good time to sleep...”]]> Andre: A Roselia gijinka. He's vain, but very sweet and peaceful. Likes things quiet but won't hesitate to talk about himself. He wears a grass green suit jacket that's form fitting, with a yellow dress shirt underneath. He wears khakis of the same green color, and his hair is the exact same color, and it looks as though it points up in three places like thorns. He holds a red rose in one hand a blue one in the other. He wears white gloves at all times to avoid getting hurt by the thorns.

James: A Mightyena gijinka. He is withdrawn and brooding. Not one to ebb argumentative, he will nto say much even if you do talk to him, and when he does it comes out gruff. He has a black hooded cotton jacket on with two grey stripes running up. He wears a grey T-shirt, and black jeans. Has boots on of black leather. His eyes are bright yellow, and his teeth seem to be sharper than normal. He has a black bushy talk that he hides by stuffing it inside his shirt.

Luke: He's a Fearow gijinka. He has dark red hair that is spiked up and then swooped back as though he's just been flying. He wear a bomber jacket that is brown that has beige fur at the color. He wears brown mathcing pants and brown leather boots. He usually has his hands in his pockets. When in trouble, he can glide about twenty feet away by using the feathers hidden beneath the sleeves of his jacket. Luke loves to boast and is very arrogant. Loud-mouthed and energetic, he loves to play and have as much fun as possible. Has cocky grin on his face a lot.

William: He's a Swellow gijinka. He's best friends with Luke. He's dark and a bit scary when he's angry, but the majority of the time he's calm and unusually graceful. He wear red pants that are tucked into dark red boots. He wears a similarly colored red long sleeved shir, with a white color on it, with a hoodless black jackt over it all that goes down to his feet. He has black hair with two red tips in the back that point back wards at a point. He has black wings with red feathers underneath and unlike Luke he can fly, and quite well too. He has a sort of wicked grin on his face that makes you think he's evil but he isn't really.

Klik: He's a Sableye gijinka. He's got blue eyes that glitter like gems when it's dark. He has a fanged smile that makes him look silly and crazy. His right hand is purple and the fingers are all hooked claws. His other hand is normal. His hair is violet and messy. He wears a purple waist coat that has a collar that points up, like he's all disco. His pants are matching color, with flair at the bottom, with black dress shoes. He likes to play and laughs a lot. He has a manic, overly happy demeanor that makes other easily laugh and smile.

Ch.1: Flying Ace
Luke always dreamt of one day being able to truly fly. He was only 16, and he knew he still had some growing to do before he could fully fly. He could glide a bit now, but it wasn't good enough. Training for hours on end he strove to strengthen his arms and shoulder so when he could fly, he'd fly far and high above the sky, like his mother would. He missed his Fearow mother more than he missed his father. Having different species parents is always troublesome and confusing. You get rejected by most on both sides. He could understand pokemon, but they didn't accept him as one. He could speak English, but humans still acted as though he was a monster incapable of thought. It was enough to make the normal people cry, but Luke harbored no ill will.

He felt like he was having an excellent day. The sun was shining, the bird pokemon were chirping, and the smile on his face felt like it would never go away. He just felt so cheerful today. Nothing could spoil it. Besides, he was leaving today. Viridian Forest didn't suit him like he wanted. He longed to go to Unova, where he heard they had a city dedicated to flying and planes. How he loved planes. Flying in particular was his passion, but planes were amazing to him. Suddenly there was a soft flapping noise.

“Hey Will.” he said cheerfully as the familiar Swellow gijinka touched down, floding his wings to his back.

“Hello my friend.” he said courteously, “You appear to be troubled... what is bothering you?”

“I gotta go somewhere besides here.” he groaned, “I have to see the world! Like an actual bird pokemon!”

“But we aren't actual bird pokemon, we're half.” William responded flatly.

Luke blew him off, “Whatever, ya know what I mean. You coming or not?”

“You can't fly.”

Once again Luke ignored him, “That'll be fixed easily. Just you wait...”

Luke dragged a reluctant Will to the airport, where humans were busy filing into different planes.
“See?” he asked Will, who was busily tucking his wings away into his jacket.

“Uh huh.... which one are we taking?” he asked.

“The one with the red “56” on it.” he replied eagerly, nearly runnign to the plane. He was slowed down by the Will he was unfortunately draggin along. Will got off the ground he'd been dragged on and stood with great dignity, brushing off the dirt and dust.

Luke and Will rushed into the plane's cargo hold secretly to avoid any inspection by the security. They hated to be discovered, because it meant running, hiding, and weeks of paranoia and fear of humans coming for them, just because of who they were.

They climbed in, and sat down on some large bags that were comfy. Will fell asleept quickly, wrapping his wings around himself. Luke couldn't sleep until the plane left the ground, because he wanted t feel how it felt when the plane took off, and it felt amazing to him. He thought all about it as he fell asleep in the cargo hold. Soon they awoke to a rattling noise. Will jerked up, and stood next to Luke to check his friend was okay. They then realized the plane was landing! They quickly snuck behind some of the bags.

“Will they find us?” Luke asked, “Never mind.... I got an idea.”

“What is it?” Will asked.

“We're gonna have to make a run for it once we land.” Luke said certainly, “We're sure to eb faster than the security. Most of those guys are really obese.”

Will nodded, and they began the waiting game. It was a long wait, and the plane seemed to take forever to land, but when it did and the cargo hold finally opened, they were out of there faster than the Earth spins. Once they stopped, they looked back and saw noone chasing them. Will sighed in relief, then took in their surroundings. They appeared to be surrounded by greenhouses, which were oddly next to an air strip.

“Why in the world would you grow your veggies where the planes land?” Luke asked, “Now that's just stupid.”

They both shurgged and walked away from the air strip. Will wanted to fly instead of walk, because it was easier, but Lyke wouldn't let him.
“It's safer that we keep a low profile 'round here.” he ordered, “We can't do that with you flying around.”
They weren't sure where to go now, so they chose to hug the treeline, where they could jump through the trees and not be detected. Due to their hollow bones, they were able to jump further than normal people. Luke and Will were having a splendid time, springing from branck to branch and seeing who could jump furthest. It was an immature game, but they weren't complaining one bit.
They were content and happy in this new and exciting place. They were migrating birds you could say. They change homes every year or so, and leave for another region to settle down and live in.

Luke sat on a large branch beside his friend, “I suppose we should head in for some shut-eye.”

“I think we should.” Will replied, and then they both strolled away towards the town.

Ch.2: Leafy Stillness
Andre paced through another person's garden, touching the plants as he went, and breathing in the invigorating smell. He craved the scent, because plants were part of who he was more then anything.

He placed a tentative hand towards a rose bush, where he delicately plucked free a lush, blood red rose, which he kept alive with the odd powers he had. He had the ability to keep plants alive and make them grow with a simple touch.

Something in the air caught his attention.
“Whatever might that be?” he asked softly, turning around fluidly, little ruffles fluttering about in his clothes from the breeze. He held his red and blue rose closer to him, taking care to avoid the thorns, and he looked out of the garden. Since he looked pretty normal, unlike some other gijinkas, he could easily walk amongst the humans with no fear.

Andre walked through Floaroma Town with no fear whatsoever. Then he arrived at the Boutique, where it seemed they were having a Bake Sale. Eager to indulge, he stepped up nonchalantly to the ladies selling the sweets.

He flashed them a charming smile, instantly gaining their undivided attention.
“How much for a cookie my dear?” he asked sweetly.

One woman, a redhead with freckles and a dimpled smile, gave him one for free.
Andre smiled as he strutted off.
He thought it was too easy to manipulate people. One smile, one polite handshake or bow, and they fall all over you. With another smirk, he finished his cookie and sat down in the lush, nearly plushie soft grass.

He laid on his back and stared at the sky, thinking about where he should head.
“I don't see the point in staying here....” he told himself quietly.
He rose to his feet, and strolled off to the airport. It was fairly easy to get on the plane. All he had to do was flash a few smiles, and say a few sweet words, and he was on board.

Andre relaxed in his second class seat and stared contentedly out the window.
“I wonder where this plane is headed?” he asked himself, “It sure does seem too big for a short flight. Maybe it's going to another region perhaps?”
To take his mind off of things, he pulled out a book from his back pocket and began to read. It was the book 1984, and Andre was gripped by it and kept on reading long after he was too tired to want to stay awake any longer. Eventually, he fell asleep while blinking form how tired he got.

He slept a good long sleep for the remainder of his flight.
Stepping off the plabe after it landed in an unknown Unova city, he decided to look around. The secod he saw a hotel, he strolled in to get a room.

“Hello,” he said soothingly, “May I have a room?”
With that hypnotic charm of his he acquired a room faster than even he thought he would.
He relaxed on the bed, “Good time to sleep...”]]> <![CDATA[The Random Epic of Epic Randomness]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-the-random-epic-of-epic-randomness Wed, 08 Feb 2012 04:36:44 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-the-random-epic-of-epic-randomness

Ahem, Welcome brave adventurers to my Forbidden Labyrinth, which leads to the Forbidden Castle, where you must go into the Forbidden Dungeon to find the stairs that lead to the Forbidden Tower! (would've had a Forbidden Forest but J.K.Rowling threatened to sue.) ...Oops, I just told you how to reach me didn't I? Well anyways, allow me to introduce myself: I am the Evil King Mykarownee, King of Evil, and also part time prosecutor for the law offices of Mick, Mac, & Mykarownee. "If you are injured, call us, and we'll do our best to get the one(s) who injured you off the hook." With my Forbidden Scepter of Darkish Grey Magic I will rule forever! Unless some adventurers can find the Sword of Destiny, The Wand of Lighter Side magics, The Hammer of Time, The Axe of Chopping things into smaller, less scary things, and The Spork of Dual Utensilage, in which case they will totally kill me. Luckily those are all heavily guarded in secret locations (which are marked on the maps in the Gift Shop available for a short time for only $5.99!) by the most vile, cruel, and demented beings imaginable. And the rest contain non-lawyer monsters. Like Dungeon 3 guarded by Parachonees, Lord of Pantslessness.

Evil people:
Doug, from Accounting; Dungeon Master lv 1

Ackwhoo, Sneeze Demon; Dungeon Master lv 2

Parachonees, Lord of Pantslessness; Dungeon Master lv 3

Badman Dark crusader of Darkness; Dungeon Master lv 4

??? Dungeon Master lv 5

??? Dungeon Master lv 6

??? Dungeon Master lv 7

The Law Offices of Mick, Mac, & Mykarownee; Final Boss...?

Good guy Character form:
Name:
Gender(♀,♂,Gaga[both],Bieber[questionable],Robot,unknown):
Race(Human, Elf, Avian, Furry[Werecreatures], Cybernetic, Marathon, etc.):
Class(Magician, Barbarian, Druid, Archer, of 2013, etc.):
Favorite Flavor of Ice Cream( Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry, Neapolitan, etc.):
Background Info: i.e. Abandoned as a child due to his parents being killed by a freak Banana related incident, Tankred Torsom decided to... get on with his life. But then he got sucked up into a mystical vortex and wound up here.]]>

Ahem, Welcome brave adventurers to my Forbidden Labyrinth, which leads to the Forbidden Castle, where you must go into the Forbidden Dungeon to find the stairs that lead to the Forbidden Tower! (would've had a Forbidden Forest but J.K.Rowling threatened to sue.) ...Oops, I just told you how to reach me didn't I? Well anyways, allow me to introduce myself: I am the Evil King Mykarownee, King of Evil, and also part time prosecutor for the law offices of Mick, Mac, & Mykarownee. "If you are injured, call us, and we'll do our best to get the one(s) who injured you off the hook." With my Forbidden Scepter of Darkish Grey Magic I will rule forever! Unless some adventurers can find the Sword of Destiny, The Wand of Lighter Side magics, The Hammer of Time, The Axe of Chopping things into smaller, less scary things, and The Spork of Dual Utensilage, in which case they will totally kill me. Luckily those are all heavily guarded in secret locations (which are marked on the maps in the Gift Shop available for a short time for only $5.99!) by the most vile, cruel, and demented beings imaginable. And the rest contain non-lawyer monsters. Like Dungeon 3 guarded by Parachonees, Lord of Pantslessness.

Evil people:
Doug, from Accounting; Dungeon Master lv 1

Ackwhoo, Sneeze Demon; Dungeon Master lv 2

Parachonees, Lord of Pantslessness; Dungeon Master lv 3

Badman Dark crusader of Darkness; Dungeon Master lv 4

??? Dungeon Master lv 5

??? Dungeon Master lv 6

??? Dungeon Master lv 7

The Law Offices of Mick, Mac, & Mykarownee; Final Boss...?

Good guy Character form:
Name:
Gender(♀,♂,Gaga[both],Bieber[questionable],Robot,unknown):
Race(Human, Elf, Avian, Furry[Werecreatures], Cybernetic, Marathon, etc.):
Class(Magician, Barbarian, Druid, Archer, of 2013, etc.):
Favorite Flavor of Ice Cream( Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry, Neapolitan, etc.):
Background Info: i.e. Abandoned as a child due to his parents being killed by a freak Banana related incident, Tankred Torsom decided to... get on with his life. But then he got sucked up into a mystical vortex and wound up here.]]> <![CDATA[Very Important News Concerning With The World]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-very-important-news-concerning-with-the-world Wed, 08 Feb 2012 01:21:12 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-very-important-news-concerning-with-the-world
My conclusion: I find this interesting, as it happened to a high school I'm going to this year. I hope it doesn't happen again.
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Read this after you finish reading. If you open this up before reading, or you didn't finish reading. Then that sucks.

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My conclusion: I find this interesting, as it happened to a high school I'm going to this year. I hope it doesn't happen again.
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Read this after you finish reading. If you open this up before reading, or you didn't finish reading. Then that sucks.

Spoiler

]]> <![CDATA[(Remastered)PMD:Reign of Shadows]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-remastered-pmd-reign-of-shadows Wed, 08 Feb 2012 00:07:31 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-remastered-pmd-reign-of-shadows Story

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RuLEZ!

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RuLEZ!

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sheet

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]]> <![CDATA[Jak and Daxter: Next Generation]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-jak-and-daxter-next-generation Tue, 07 Feb 2012 23:56:26 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-jak-and-daxter-next-generation Story:

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[b]Age:[/b]

[b]Gender:[/b]

[b]Personality:[/b]

[b]Appearance:[/b]

[b]History:[/b]

[b]Eco:[/b]

[b]Extra:[/b]

[b]Who iz the best?:[/b]

Eco:

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Reservations:

Yellow Eco - Rowey
Green Eco - PKMNTrainer09

My Character:

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[b]History:[/b]

[b]Eco:[/b]

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[b]Who iz the best?:[/b]

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Yellow Eco - Rowey
Green Eco - PKMNTrainer09

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]]> <![CDATA[Looking for a siggy]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-looking-for-a-siggy Tue, 07 Feb 2012 20:24:02 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-looking-for-a-siggy <![CDATA[Card of The Week: Zekrom EX]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-card-of-the-week-zekrom-ex Tue, 07 Feb 2012 17:58:19 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-card-of-the-week-zekrom-ex

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It's best shot is with eelektrik, thoughts?]]>

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It's best shot is with eelektrik, thoughts?]]> <![CDATA[3DS users Unite!]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-3ds-users-unite Tue, 07 Feb 2012 17:56:56 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-3ds-users-unite <![CDATA[Shiny Mews( Request opened) ]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-shiny-mews-request-opened Tue, 07 Feb 2012 16:25:35 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-shiny-mews-request-opened <![CDATA[Jak and Daxter]]> http://www.pokeboard.com/t-jak-and-daxter Tue, 07 Feb 2012 01:38:33 +0000 http://www.pokeboard.com/t-jak-and-daxter
Dark Jak! Pika

Dark Jak is one of the coolest things about Jak II. He's fluffy too.]]>
Dark Jak! Pika

Dark Jak is one of the coolest things about Jak II. He's fluffy too.]]>