Username:MousaTheShinyBisharp
Species(Not Poke)/Looks:http://prntscr.com/6lwgvm
Name:Mousa
Ability:Inventing,teleportation
Role of Team:Coder,Healer
Pokemon?(Up to 3):Shiny Pawniard A.K.A James,Oshawott A.K.A
Skipper
History of self and Pokemon:Will be told piece by piece
Password:Thorn Noivern Rocks (Not really,JK)
"Anyone gonna give me a Sit-Rep or what?" asked Forge. Hunter
silently scanned the aura, tracking small flashes. Then something
big passed behind him. Very big. He spun around. Nothing. We
aren't alone. he thought to everyone.
(For those of you who don't know, Sit-Rep means situation report.)
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
"You guys got the package?" asked Forge over his radio. He gripped
his Shotgun. There was definitely something in here. He had no
doubt it would tear him apart at a moment's notice. "If you do, I
suggest we get the job done and get the hell outta here." Something
shifted in the shadows. Forge turned towards it. There was nothing
to be seen in the beam of his Shotgun's torch.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
"Yeah, I do." Aqua said as she returned behind Forge. She frowned,
as she saw Forge point the beam at the shadows. "Is something
here?" She asked. She pointed her torch at random places.
"Probably nothing..." Forge was cut off. LOOK OUT! Hunter
mentally screamed. Forge just dived out of the way as something
flew over his head... and disappeared. "Okay!" gasped Forge.
"DEFINITELY something!" he shouted, turning on his Pistol and
Sniper's torches as well.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
"Damn it, what do we do now?" Forge asked, his eyes still fixed
where the creature had disappeared. Hunter growled. Keep your
guard up. It's here somewhere...
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
The only warning was a slight growl. Forge whipped around and shot
his Shotgun. There was a howl and something moved away. "It's hurt.
And it's angry." said Forge, pointing at some drops of blood. He
walked over to them and touched one. "Ow!" he shouted, whipping off
his glove to show burnt skin underneath. Acidic. thought
Hunter. Forge pulled his glove back on and hefted his Shotgun. "If
this thing has a lot of blood we're gonna burn in acid if we kill
it, die if we don't. Tough."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Forge shone his light in the area. Hunter got into fighting
position. "Hunter, remember everything I taught you about fighting
fair and rules of a fight?" asked Forge. Yup. replied the
Lucario. "Now is a good time to forget all of it." Forge said,
looking around. He could almost feel the eyes watching the small
group.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.