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| Topic Started: Feb 10 2007, 06:56 PM (167 Views) | |
| Ashura Leingod | Feb 10 2007, 06:56 PM Post #1 |
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mAkInShI0_0: So, how's everything been, big head lol? Twilight Ashura: >_<. I love you too, midget >_>; I've been busy getting ready for the project. You should've seen the look on Professor Ballard's face when Thomas told him that he couldn't find the data disks. I think even a Gyarados would've run away shitting itself! mAkInShI0_0: LMAO. Ya, I remember that look @_@. I think that was made me drop out of the project canidates...He's scary *hides* Twilight Ashura: Yepyep, but then again, with you dropping out, that gave me a chance to snatch your spot XD mAkInShI0_0: ...screw you >.>; Twilight Ashura: XDDDDDD Heh heh mAkInShI0_0: Bite me, Ashura. How goes Capoeira training? Twilight Ashura: *whimpers* Painful. Remember that I broke my arm just before I left the campus, right? Well, I'm getting the cast off after I leave the meeting point, thankfully. I really don't want to head out with only one usable arm -_-; mAkInShI0_0: Heh, I would hate that soooo much! Stay away from those damn flips and you won't mess your arm up again! Hey, I have to go to class now. When you get a chance, come back out to Italicus Town. I miss you :( Twilight Ashura: Awww, I miss you too ;). Alright, Rien. Have fun with Moral Philosophy. Van Key does seem to be out for your scholarship. The screen darkened with the absence of power, the humming of computer fans dissipating into the afternoon day. His finger continued to hover over the power button, twitching as a bead of sweat dripped from his bare arm. Even without the additional heat the laptop generated upon his pants, the blasting at full-power of the heater was getting extremely uncomfortably, his back drenched with sweat. The temperature outside was incredibly gorgeous given the time of year, yet Ashura refused to drop the thermostat any lower than eighty degrees. The absence of the ever-present chill from the Italicus Tundra Plains was the highlight of coming to Hillmoss Town... Well, that and the on-going project coupled with the acquiring of his Trainers License. That was also a major plus in his eyes. Placing the laptop down gingerly on the nightstand, grimacing as the annoying itch within the cast grew to a fevered pitch, the young man of nineteen years sighed as his legs stretched out comfortably before his body, the soft mattress molding to his body without question. Clad in only black lounge pants and a white tee-shirt, the blue plaster bandages obscenly locking his forearm, Ashura Leingod of Italicus sighed with boredom, his dark brown eyes falling on the back jutting by the door frame. His undamaged right hand swept across his bald head, the sweat beading off what little remained of his black hair, eyes blinking back from the stinging water as it began to cascade down his face. It was unusual nowadays for him to be sitting down in one place for so long without anything to occupy his time. 'Idled minds lead to dangerous thoughts', or so the old saying goes. 'You just don't know how true that is...' Edited by Ashura Leingod, Feb 4 2009, 11:42 PM.
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| Ashura Leingod | Feb 10 2007, 10:54 PM Post #2 |
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Ding-ding-ding-DONG...Ding-DONG-Ding-Ding...Ding-ding-ding-DONG...Ding-DONG-Ding-Ding... The enormus clock tower that towered above Hillmoss's division of the Opaddeka Region Pokemon Anthropology League shouted the hour over the frightened cries of Pidgey's and Mukkuru's, the rushing of wings announcing their departure from safe leafy havens. Given the location of the room, the outside of the window was completely sheltered from outside light thanks to the layered bricks, the flourescent lighting giving way to the lay-out of a cluttered and confined room, the screens still luminated with various charts and graphs. His left hand twitched without warning, but Ashura paid no heed to the spasm. Opting to instead head straight to the doctor, the cast had come off without a hitch. The soreness was present, as the doctor foretold, but given time would fade away as a bad memory. The weight of the supplies pack was making itself known upon his back, everything from his laptop to cured meats organized withing the large confines, a single sleeping bag rolled as tightly as could be latched onto the bottom. Clad entirely in black, a chain hooking from his right hip and around to the back of his pants, a long coat reached to the tops of his feet, black single-strapped boots adding another inch to his 6'2" athletic frame. Had it not been for the hurried and hushed conversation the night before with his advisor on the matter, Ashura would've completely disregarded the slightly ajar drawer, nor would he have extracted the solitary brown envelop, thumbing the taped end to examine the document inside. Opaddeka Region Pokemon Anthropology League Project ID# 00075491-590182-A Project Leader: Professor Matthew Ballard, PhD Project Name: Code 'A-P-H' Genome Sequence *ALL PARTICIPANTS ARE HEREBY DESIGNATED TO ACQUIRE ANY AND ALL DATA ON THE PROJECT TO THE BEST OF THEIR ABILITIES. NO PENALTY WILL BE DEALT ON BEHALF OF THE PAL ADMINISTRATORS IF THE OCCASION COMES WITH A VALID REASON* 'So...this is his idea. Seems like the ranting of a mad scientist...' Indeed it did, but when has the Professor ever in a "sane" sort of mind? It was just as he said back on the first day of lecture, the result being the immediate displacement of several students: "Welcome to my class. If you ever think that some of my styles are unorthodox, then you can go ahead and drop my class. Sanity is entirely overrated." "Yes it is, Professor," sighed Ashura as he calmly walked away. It was time to begin the project. |
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| Realta | Feb 11 2007, 03:01 PM Post #3 |
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Within the bag given to you with your supplies were 4,000 and a Poketech! (Not much I could do with this. <.<;) |
![]() Legendary Cutie Character: Willis Neran | Current Goal: Find Manaphy Location: Grassland 3 | Heading to: Nowhere APL: 5.0 | |
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