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Back in the city, Blaze was working on his stray dog act. If he looked to be too low a level, new trainers might go after him. He he kept his self assured high level attitude about him, then he might have to fight higher level trainers. Shaking his head, he remembered to weave around people's feet. He acted used to humans. Maybe then they would leave him alone, thinking he was someone else's pokemon. Suddenly he saw an Arcanine in an alley. Snarling with venom, Blaze's eyes narrowed at the gullible pet. It was forced to evolve... Blaze automatically didn't like their trainer either, and is effect growled at their Luxray... they were shiny. Most likely full of themselves. He was suddenly overcome with the anger, and ran snapping for the trainer's heels.

Haze sighed "I'll be at the base if you need me, volt". He walked towards the base, punched the code in, and went inside

@NeverEndingStory,
Are the arcanine and luxray in the alley mine?
Am I the trainer Blaze attacks?
I find it weird that I just mentioned I have arcanine and luxray out of their poke-balls and the same pokemon just appear in the alley-way O.o

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(sorry I didn't post earlier. I'm not home most of the time)

Something was popped into Dazzle's mouth. She didn't really like the flavor but the electricity wasn't as crazy. She chewed as she curiously looked around her. Many pokemon were talking and such. They all had serious faces. But serious isn't fun, she reminded herself. She attempted to make a serious face but ended up bursting with laughter. As soon as she laughed, the electricity completely went away. She was in a bad mood, that's all. Dazzle jumped around giggling and squealing joyfully. In the corner of her eye, she spotted her tail. She gave an evil look and started to chase it. Must....get...tail.... She was panting badly. All of a sudden, she was unusually tired. When she finally got her tail, she fluffed it up and went to sleep. She went away to a world only in her dreams.....

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User Name: NeverEndingStory
Name Swindel
Pokemon or Trainer? If trainer, list the pokemon here) Buizel
Moves(and level(s)): Water Gun, Quick Attack, Growl, Sonic Boom (Lv. 9)
Personality: Swindel is an avid lier, and quick to tell a fib to protect himself or his friends. Not many pokemon trust him anymore (Now he as the nick name 'Wolf' from the Mareep who cried Mightyena)
Other: None.
Rank: Orphan

Slash smirked at the orphan, but went back to his job of crushing berries into mixtures.

OOC: Yes, it's you Blackscorpion ^^

IC: Blaze was trying his best to catch up with the trainer and attack their feet.

"What's up?" Swindel rasped to Haze, dancing around the quilava. "Didja save any pokemon?"

Haze looked at swindel, and sighed "You're the last person i'd talk to, Swindel...."


OOC: Does Haze know swindel, or not? just wondering

When Swindel appeared, being way too energetic, Rashime slipped away soundlessly. The events in the town had left him feeling drained and he wasn't up to socializing anytime soon. Figuring he wasn't needed at the moment he wandered outside the camp, a good walk always cleared his head. It didn't help this time though, for some reason he felt even more down with every step he took.

Eventually, Rashime found himself at the edge of the town and he, feeling weak, pathetic and tired, decided to take a nap under a particularly large tree. He felt his depression slip to the back of his mind as sleep took him over.

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There was a rustle in the grass. Then, quite suddenly, there was a flash of blue and orange. A female Dewott wearing a shawl, a charm, and a medal ran on all four paws, her keen, dark eyes darting this way and that. Then, she spotted a bright yellow bag, with no trainer guarding.

Lily-Sienna, or L.S as she is more commonly known, dove into the bag to reveal the treasures within. The Dewott drew out a bag full of energy bars, some empty Pokeballs, a Potion, and a Pokedex. L.S scooped all of these items into her arms and was about to run off, when a Pokeball rolled out of the bag. There was the faint shape of a Pokemon inside.

L.S couldn't bear to leave the Pokemon trapped inside. Even though this was a job for Liberators, the Thief raised her paw and smashed the Pokeball. As pieces of the item scattered on the ground, a wounded Butterfree laid on the ground. L.S felt a surge of anger at the bruises she saw on the Pokemon. Her trainer! Her trainer must have done this...

The Dewott nodded at the Butterfree. "Lily-Sienna. Call me L.S. Come on, we have to go before your trainer comes back." The Butterfree didn't move, but she uttered a single word, "No."

L.S's patience was running out. "There's no time for hesitation!" she snapped, pulling the Butterfree's wing with a paw. The Butterfree wrenched her wing out of L.S's grasp. "No!" the Pokemon cried again. "No! My trainer... He'll... Punish me and beat me..." "He can't beat you if he doesn't know where you are!" L.S cried in exasperation.

The Butterfree shook her head again. "He'll find me... He'll think I destroyed all of his stuff!" The Butterfree shook her wing at the ripped bag, where L.S had plundered its contents. "So then he'll punish me... B-But he'll punish me worse if I try to run! He'll find me! I can't leave..." L.S didn't get anything the hopeless Butterfree was saying. How could she not want a taste of freedom? the Dewott asked herself, feeling grave.

"Just go... Y-You caused me enough trouble as it is!" the Butterfree yelled, her eyes completely dark and devoid of hope. L.S dipped her head. "I understand." she said, although she didn't understand at all. L.S then turned her back on the scene and ran away, back to the camp. Her mind smoldered in rage. Humans! the Dewott bitterly thought as her twirling shawl fluttered in the breeze.

They will pay for this!

OOC: Swindel was raised in the 4, so you can choose.

IC: "Come on, you have something cool?" Swindle called out, swirling around on all fours. He suddenly collapsed, with a coughing fit. He had weak lungs, so his trainer had abandoned him in the first place.

It was an unsaid fact that he would never be able to work on the field, so many pokemon ignored him whether he lied to them or not.

Haze growled "I have nothing to show you, Swindel"

"But you have a BAG!" he hacked out between coughs.

Haze shrugged "The bag is none of your business...."

"But I can totally open pokeballs now!" he called, sprinting back towards Haze, the coughing fit over.

Haze pushed Swindel away, and held the bag out of his reach "No, only Liberators can open them"

Lily-Sienna ran back to the 4, holding a bunch of items in her paws. The female Dewott gracefully leaped over a shrug and landed in front of Haze. One of L.S's rare smiles flickered across her face, but her expression grew hard again. The Thief laid the items she was holding down and glanced up at Swindel. "Bothering Haze now, Swindel?"

Haze picked the items up, and looked at them. He put them in the bag, and walked to his office

OOC: Do they even have offices? :P

"YOU KNOW I'M GOING TO BE A LIBERATOR SOMEDAY!" he shouted to Haze, giving up trying to keep pace. "You know it!" he shouted again, a but weaker this time. He coughed a bit, but not as much as the first fit.

L.S picked up the items she stole again and marched briskly off to the food storage. The Thief dumped all of the energy bars into the pile of slowly-growing food, then walked away to store the rest of the items away.

Haze sighed, and hoped Swindel realized that Liberators couldn't lie

Swindle paced, trying to figure out how to get to the pokeballs. He had played with one before...he could do it...probably...

Volt came into HQ, crushing a pokedex as he walked. "Need any help breaking things?" he asked L.S.