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Post by .::.::.Nessa Anwarünya.::.::. on Oct 4, 2007 18:36:21 GMT -5
"Mmm... This seems interesting enough - I might as well give it a go!"
The Persian'Morph entered the building with an interested grin, ruby eyes flickering from here to there to take everything in. Her Firecub was currently in the PokePark - so no need to worry for now. Thus, she might as well have fun with simulators and hone her battle skills, no? Spotting a list of prizes she skimmed over it, before squealing.
"OMG! Pokemons! 8DD"
Well, now she had a goal... A far off one at that. So she quickly scanned the available SIMs, before making her choice.
Full Name: Ciara Sukio
Age: 18
Level Wanted: Elite!!!
Battle No. Wanted: 001
Current Points: 0 [D:]
SIMs Beaten: 0 [D:]
SIMs Lost: 0 [:'D]
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Post by Ayra Calaenlen on Oct 6, 2007 12:05:06 GMT -5
"Hello!"
"Hello there!"
Two men appeared out of seemingly nowhere, but, the slowly creaking door behind them proved that they had just come out of the back of the large building. They were completely identical in appearance, and wore the same glasses and hairstyle. They even had the same build! However, the one on the right seemed to have a slightly higher voice than the one on the left.
"Welcome to the Battle SIMs! My name's Franciz!" said the one on the right, the one with the higher voice.
"And I'm Franklin! We're in charge here! So, what can we do for you today young lady?" the deeper voiced one on the left said, grinning and pushing up his glasses. "I know you're here to battle, so, which level and number and we're set to go!"
Behind them stood a large platform who's base was blinking slightly, most likely the machine that caused the virtual reality. [/sup] |
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Post by .::.::.Nessa Anwarünya.::.::. on Oct 6, 2007 13:21:27 GMT -5
Oh, twins, how lovely... Double the fun. And while the female was wondering just how to distincuish them they begun to speak - and she had an idea. So he higher pitch was Franciz, and the lower one was Franklin. That seemed easy enough... So long as they continued speaking and didn't move around much.
"Well, I was hoping for level Elite, number 001."
The Poke'Morph remained with a grin on her face, tail twitching behind her lightly as she awaited for thm to analyze and accpet the info she had given. And all along she wondered just how they would react to her request.
Ah well, she'd seen no rules that prevented her from choosing that battle.
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Post by Ayra Calaenlen on Oct 7, 2007 10:03:42 GMT -5
"Of course! Daring young woman aren't we now?" Franciz said, winking slightly.
"Yes! Want to rumble with the legends! Well, step up on the platform and we'll get everything ready!" Franklin nodded, winking as well.
Both assistants bustled over to the machines that surrounded the platform, typing things in and pressing buttons. The lines that decorated the floor of the platform began to flash, and circuts seemed to run through the air as the environment was made.
"We'll be able to see everything!" Franciz called.
"Yes, so good luck!" [/sup] |
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Post by .::.::.Nessa Anwarünya.::.::. on Oct 10, 2007 0:45:18 GMT -5
"What can I say? They're far too tempting to pass up - plus I might just make either a ery good impression the first time - or fail horribly. Ne?"
The 'Morph grinned, lips parted to reveal sharp ivory teeth. Clearly, though her words gave space for the chance of failure, she wasn't planning on failing any time soon. As both assistants bustled over tot he machines to start working on her request the girl took a moment to watch the field. This /would/ be her first officia 'Pokemon' battle, even if it was SIM generated. Hopefully those years of studying with that old breeder and her days of chasing Spearows away with tactics were enough to pull her through.
Then again, Ciara had done her homework. Placing her back pack down, a book slightly revealed, the Persian'Mrph then climbed up to the Arena.
The enviroment was being created, and thevoices of the twins was comforting to her as she lost them from her sight. Well, it was now or never, she guessed. And so she grinned, tail swishing back and forth placidly, before calling out to Franciz and Franklin.
"Ready when you guys are!"
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