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Post by Trace on Dec 13, 2008 0:18:10 GMT -5
Trace gave Gavin a "Are you insane or just stupid?" look then thought all about the future mayhem that was about to be let loose and knew for once his cousin was right. He had to get the innocent people out.
Trace looked at Umai, "Ok Umai, do something to distract them." he ordered. Umai looked up at him, Kirlia lia kirlia kir?" she complained. Trace shrugged, "How the hell do i know, use confusion to make plates dance, i don't care." he said then went off as sparky jumped on Trace's head and Mika and Kori fallowed him.
Umai sighed then used to confusion on every plate, fork, knife and spoon and made then move like they were dancing in a musical act. Mean while Trace hand told Mika and Kori to wait one ether side of the grunts wait to strike under the tables.
Trace then quietly tryed to move then telling them that his place was about to turn into a war zone, but when they didn't lessen Trace sigh and pulled out his knife, "So help me if you guys don't move i am going to cute your dolphin noses off!" he stated as he started swing his knife around like a mad man. Thou Trace would never hurt a innocent person, they sure a hell didn't know that.
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Gavin
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Post by Gavin on Dec 13, 2008 14:28:06 GMT -5
Singing began, coming out quite well for one who had only spent a little bit of time in chorus during highschool. By chorus of course, one actually meant he sang along with other songs when left utterly alone. Right now the performance came out of sheer interest in not havng anyone within the restaurant have harm come to them. Why? Not so much for the reasons Trace had, it was more that he did not want to hurt the reputation of the Rock Bottom restaurant which had secured him financially up until today.
"Be. Our. Guest! Be our guest! Put our service to the test Tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie And we'll provide the rest Soup du jour Hot hors d'oeuvres Why, we only live to serve Try the grey stuff, it's delicious!
Don't believe me? Ask the dishes! They can sing, they can Bello After all, Miss, this is Sinnoh And a dinner here is never second best Go on, unfold your menu Take a glance and then you'll Be our guest Oui, our guest Be our guest!"
While he sang with a type of charm, each of the Team Galactis Members were given a menu to occupy their hands rather than a pokeball. Or even worse: A Gun. Gaving would take no chances while the worst of the Pokemon world were here to eliminate not only his cousin but even HIM!! Body language only went along when their distraction was further accentuated by the silverware & plates manipulated by confusion. For now they would only dance about until a few signal words in the song reached Umai, then she would put it all on the offense and defense. Chaos would descend upon the dining area in a way that would surely get Gavin fired from his job. It would eave him to freely head off with Trace on adventures.
"Beef ragout Cheese souffle Pie and pudding en flambe!!"
We'll prepare and serve with flair A culinary cabaret![/b] You're alone And you're scared But the banquet's all prepared No one's gloomy or complaining While the flatware's entertaining!!"
Dishes would start to attack now hopefully, in conjunction with the silverware to create a crazy collage of culinary chaos. Even food hopefully would start come flying out of the kitchen to cause a deliciously devastating disaster for these supposedly dastardly deed-doers to have more trouble counter-attacking. Forks would stab into their shins, knives go after their arms or hands, plates breaking against heads. Good luck would be all that they really needed, which made wonder just what having an Absol could do for a Pokemon trainer.
"Be our guest! Be our guest! Our command is your request It's been years since we've had anybody here And we're obsessed With your meal, with your ease Yes, indeed, we aim to please"
"While the candlelight's still glowing Let us help you, We'll keep going Course by course, one by one[/b] 'Til you shout, "Enough! I'm done!"
At this point. . .Archer hoped Archon would be done evacuating the innocent people.
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Post by Seph Lead Galatic Board Member on Dec 17, 2008 17:27:45 GMT -5
the leader and the others threw down there menus that was so kindly given to them, "Ok thats enough, lets just kill them all." he barked.
"Finally, time for some fun."
"About bloody time."
They stated other comments as the released from there pokeballs two Crobats, a Slowpoke, and the leader's Roselia. The leader then also pulled out a gun and pointed right at Gavin's face, pulled back the hammer and started to pull the trigger but didn't as forks' spoons, knifes and other dishes rain down on them.
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Post by Trace on Dec 17, 2008 17:48:26 GMT -5
As the dishes rained down on the goons Trace shouted, as he ran towards the team galactic members with Sparky one his head, "Sparky use thundershock on the crobats, Kori, use icy wind one the slowpoke and Mika and Umai, use shadow ball and confusion on the Roselia." he said while pulled out his knife and swung it down cutting the gun in half.
As Trace was doing that Sparky jumped from Trace's head, charged up and fire a arch of lightning at both crobats, "Pi CHUUUUUU!!!!"
Kori did as her master's orders and suck in air in her lungs the blew out below freezing wind at the slowpoke. Umai nodded then used confusion on the Roseila to throw it while Mika fired the shadow ball at it.
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Gavin
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Post by Gavin on Jan 14, 2009 16:58:25 GMT -5
For once he was actually having some small amount of fun doing all of this entertainment for Team Galactic. Why? It found roots in the damage brought by that musical number he had start to sing merely as a diversion for the regular patrons to escape from the restaurant. Hopefully all of this ruckus would get him fired so that there would be no real need to stay behind. . . it would only lead to future incidents & Trace would not be around for those likely violent altercations.
Unfortunately it all had to end rather quickly with a gun to the face.
Psychological forces were conflicting internally at how to respond to such a frightening prospect of death staring him in the face. A precise interruption from Trace cut it short though, quite literally. Backing away with panicked steps the Waiter nearly fell over a chair but stopped himself. Gavin gripped a nearby table, trying to steady his trembling body as his mind took in the seriousness of their current situation.
Both of his Pokemon were not at 100% thanks to the recent battle which ended in capturing one of them. If he attempted to fight these trainers it would end badly. Each of them were far more experienced as were their corresponding Pokemon. Luckily Trace had stepped in once more on that front, having all four of his Pokemon attack to keep the Team Galactic members occupied even if just for how long it took to counter the moves.
"I'd say this just isn't my day. . . but I'm still alive, aren't I?"
Sighing while he spoke, the invisible weight on his shoulders seemed to grow stronger with the neurological strain of dealing with real violence that existed right in his face seconds earlier. A strong effort was put into suppressing what afflicted him however, stalling any variant or deviant behaviour from what the local citizcens expected from him. Let alone a group of random Team Galactic members.
But that didn't mean he should act useless.
"Go, King Egbert. . .use Hypnosis on all of those Team Galactic pokemon!"
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Post by Seph Lead Galatic Board Member on Jan 14, 2009 18:23:57 GMT -5
As Trace was dealing with the five team members the leader wasn't able to get to his pokemon sence everything else distracted him and the fact the WTF his gun just got cut in half there there pokemon was getting the carp beat out of them.
Mean while the two informants came around from the back as the rear entrance was opened and they when it. It was then that they saw Gavin and grabbed his shoulders as called out there Ninjask and Shedinja, "Your coming with us!" the barked.
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Post by Trace on Jan 14, 2009 18:29:12 GMT -5
As Trace was dealing with the other five members and there pokemon he happen to noticed that Gavin was about to be attack, and sence Trace was a little bit busy as he did a high kick on one of the grunt's chin and all his pokemon busy attacking theres.
Trace sighed "I guess there no stopping it." he thought then made direct eye contacted and Trace's eye glowed for a seconded, "Oh Reese, come out and play why don'tcha!" he shouted.
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Post by Gavin on Jan 14, 2009 19:20:25 GMT -5
Outside forces really were plotting against his sanity today, it wasn't even paranoia either. Trace had just gone & triggered the young trainer's neurological disorder in away that just could not be stopped.
Falling completely limp in the arms of his captors, Gavin looked as though he had fainted from the shock which had already troubled him since the Team Galactic members arrived inside the restaurant to cause so much destruction. But it did not last for very long, as his eyes soon opened to reveal that the rich jade green color no longer thrived. Rooted out violently through his extremely delicate psychological state, a blood red color matching Trace's eyes flourished in the place of that former green. Demonic power was behind all of this, though in truth had been dilluted through so many generations it did not hold such a profound effect anymore.
"I'm terribly sorry gentlemen. Your uniforms are that of Team Galactic, are they not? Visiting on their behalf means you should all be treated accordingly with the utmost hospitality befitting one of their standing. After all, I am a butler."
Reaching to grab their wrists, Reese clasped them in just the right spot before the sound of snapping bone followed. Moving both arms in succession each man gained a broken wrist while they were sent into nearby chairs with a harsh shove. Next he moved with a considerable increase in speed compared to earlier on, retrieving a platter along with a few napkins. Both men suddenly found their air-supply fading as napkins were tied around their necks at a dangerous level of constriction.
A moment's pause.
"Pardon me. I'm in a bit of a hurry."
Surveying the scene around him, Reese sighed at the mess still in progress.
"King Egbert, use leech seed."
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Post by Seph Lead Galatic Board Member on Jan 14, 2009 19:58:51 GMT -5
With Trace starting throw out some of the team Galactic members out of the place thought the windows. The Lead of the group stood back up and rushed at Trace throwing a punch at him.
The two men that attack Gavin found them selfs screaming in pain form there broken wrists the suddenly try to gasp for air the Reese did that to them.
Mean while All of Trace's pokemon defeated all of the other members pokemon only leaving the Ninjask and Shedinja without orders just standing there.
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Post by Trace on Jan 15, 2009 16:36:02 GMT -5
Trace saw the leader of group coming at him and grabbed his arm from the thrust and countered it by lifting him over his shoulder and slammed him into the ground.
Trace then stood back up seeing the two team galactic members choking from lack of air, "Ha ha ha thats not right." he stated.
Trace then walked over to Reese, "Good lord, Reese they may be the villeins but it not our job to kill then, cut them down now and when I mean cut down I mean the cloths thats choking them." he stated. Trace knew he had to be very clear with his statements with Reese due to past experiences, This was so Dr. Jackal and Mr Hide ish.
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Post by Gavin on Jan 15, 2009 18:42:53 GMT -5
Reese turned to face Trace while the two henchmen continued to choke, unable to undo the knots of the napkins since it would require the use of two functional hands. Well actually it also came down to knowing how to undo that exact knot which he had used on the unsuspecting victims. If they had not been starting to turn blue from the lack of oxygen they might have turned red in embarassment from such a deftly delivered defeat at the hands of their former prisoner.
"Killing them? I was just showing them some common hospitality. At most I would be killing them with kindness."
Those red eyes were making direct contact with his cousin's subtly asserting the obvious change in personality even further. Walking over to the two men while still holding the empty platter tray. Putting it down swiftly on the table, he then went to work on undoing the knot for one of the henchmen while the other continued to suffocate. Finally he had undone the first not which left the spared man gasping for dear life. . . unable to really do anything.
After that obviously came the last of the two, who at this point was thrashing around & altogether just pitfully trying to survive in some way. Even to a professional of Reese's degree had a little bit of trouble holding him still while trying to undo the knot.
"Sit STILL."
Swiftly knocking him upside the head with the empty metal tray put an end to the resistance. Under three seconds the napkin no longer occupied hs neck in such an homicidally fashionable way. At the end of it he actually turned to face Seph with a confident demeanor usually reserved for use by his cousin.
"They'll be just fine. I promise. Perhaps a little less bright but I'm sure you'll never notice."
Double insult combo!
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Post by Seph Lead Galatic Board Member on Aug 31, 2009 2:32:50 GMT -5
In spite of all was going all, the pokemon battles, Trace's brawling, Gavin's act and Reese playing clean up, the time when by pretty fast then again the all the pokemon that team galactic use were level 15. The lead seriously underestimated the Archer/ Archon comb.
Reese's Eggburt made Ninjask fall asleep and drained Shedinja with leech seed As Trace's pokemon took out Crobat, slowpoke, and the Rosalia so quick that the leader was on his knees in dumbstruck, "What? how? what are you two?" he ask as his men and there pokemon were passed out.
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Post by Trace on Aug 31, 2009 2:46:25 GMT -5
Trace seeing the battle being pretty much over and the place almost destroyed recall his pokemon to there pokeballs and call Mika to his side.
"Lo!" she cued as she hoped to his side as He walked pass the leader stating,"Thats what you get for being team galactic."
Trace then walked over to Reese's side and patted his shoulder, "Reese old chum, treat out guest with exactly what he deserves as you fork some information from him as I look around for any other setbacks...." he said walking out of the entrance of the place where double doors stood. Trace then look over his shoulder at Reese, " Oh, And Reese, make sure he is alive when your done." he said before moving out of view.
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Post by Gavin on Aug 31, 2009 14:25:24 GMT -5
"Quite. . . right."
Reese responded to Trace in the usual tone his blood relative deserved out of respect. Althought to this day anyone who witnessed the type of person Reese was did not understand at all how the Biker Brawler got any respect from such psychotic sophistication. Blood apparently ran deeper and thicker than even the constraints of a unique personality tried to bind someone to a specific pattern of behaviour.
Eggbert was recalled into the pokeball.
Without hesitation he approached the remaining leader with increased speed and suddenly led him by the wrist. Of course while leading the man away into the restaurant by that wrist it ended up purposely dislocated. A yowl of pain left the man's mouth as he squirmed in agony. Reese picked up a fork from one of the tables and began twirling it between his fingers gracefully as he led the galactic member toward the men's restroom.
"Please sir, allow me to show you today's special. . ."
Despite the calm tone it held an unbridled cruelty within. Time passed by until the professionally dressed employee left the bathroom alone and placed a fork with flecks of 'tomato sauce' on the tips back down onto one of the tables. Eventually he rejoined Trace outside to discuss what new information he had learned from the talkative customer.
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Post by Trace on Aug 31, 2009 21:33:51 GMT -5
Trace was leaning on the outer wall of the place while he smoked a cig. He looked up at the sky and reflect on his choose on letting Reese question the galactic member. Trace knew that Reese was a little brutal but he never disobey him.
Mika pulled on his arm slightly as she looked up at him and tiled her head to the right side, "Lopunny?"
Trace looked down and smiled at her, "Don't worry, everything will be fine." he reassured his pokemon. Though Trace had no idea why Reese obeyed him but one might have guess it was something to do with the Archon blood. In any way Trace was glade he was there to stop Reese for killing anything, lord knows what could happen if Reese were to awaken while Trace was away.
Trace then saw that Reese had suddenly appeared to his right side just like out of some super hero cartoon. Trace remind leaning on the wall but looked at his blood brother, " Learn anything?"
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