Hi. This is me, Celano. In light of recent events, I ask that all
Characters be sent to my
E-mail, Koopagirl@hotmail.com. If you have already sent an Email to me,
please send it again. I apologize for any inconveniences I've caused. If
you have already used the review system to send a character, don't worry
about it. As you know, I have no claim on Pokemon. Remember: E-mail!
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A young lady of eighteen years of age walked through the streets of Pewter City. She was around 5'9", and wore a white shirt, blue jeans, a felt hat with a leopard print, dark reflective sunglasses, a leather jacket that swept the street and a silver chain necklace. She sat down on a bench and set her lap top up. Well, actually, it was a notebook, but she had never really gotten the difference between them. She pulled out a cell phone and a cable and signed online. A box popped up, "Kobra24 has signed online." The lady opened a chat box and invited Kobra24 to join her.
Kobra24: You've made it to Pewter.
"I knew that.", The woman typed.
Nik99: Yeah, now what?
Kobra24: You should see across from you a church. The priest and his family have half a dozen refugees.
Nik99: How many Hunters in this area?
Kobra24: Some. No real threat. Get those fugitives.
Nik99: Yes sir.
Korbra24: and Nik? Put some makeup on or something.
Nik99: Why?
Kobra24: The last time you did this you scared the refugees and Hope right out of their skin! If Hope hadn't recognized you, you'd have been shot!
Nik99: I got chased by twenty odd hunters! And got attacked by a Growlithe! Then I had to run through a sewer, and a fast food restaurant, where my nose nearly got chopped off! Hope isn't the least cautious person on this planet, you really couldn't blame her.
Kobra24: Sure. Just look presentable.
Kobra24 has left the conversation.
Nik, as the young lady was called, pulled out a compact mirror and looked at her face. She looked around, and seeing that no one was around, took off her hat. Glossy ebony hair tumbled down to the middle of her back. On top of her head was two black cat like ears. She rubbed the ear on the left and sighed. It had been four years since she had gotten these. She brushed back her bangs and fingered the emerald set in her forehead. She swept her bangs back into place and put on her hat. She walked across the street and into the church. The priest and a young man, presumably, his son met her.
"Good to see you." Nik smiled.
"You too," The priest nodded, "They're back this way."
The group passed a curtain and went into a cellar. There, five shadowed forms sat. One spoke, "Hey, is that the rescue lady, Father Daniel?"
"That's me." Nik said, sitting down and pulling out her cell phone and dialed a number, "Hey, Barry, I've got five hybrids, a donphan, a mantine, a magmar, a girafarig, and a golduck. I need transport, ASAP."
"Gotcha Nik, I'll send a van." Barry said.
Nik hung up and the van soon arrived. The hybrids were loaded and were driven away. Nik stayed behind and walked away from the church. Suddenly, a white flash crossed her peripheral vision. Nik turned around. Was it a Hybrid? "Only one way to find out." She muttered as she ran towards where the light had come from.
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A young lady of eighteen years of age walked through the streets of Pewter City. She was around 5'9", and wore a white shirt, blue jeans, a felt hat with a leopard print, dark reflective sunglasses, a leather jacket that swept the street and a silver chain necklace. She sat down on a bench and set her lap top up. Well, actually, it was a notebook, but she had never really gotten the difference between them. She pulled out a cell phone and a cable and signed online. A box popped up, "Kobra24 has signed online." The lady opened a chat box and invited Kobra24 to join her.
Kobra24: You've made it to Pewter.
"I knew that.", The woman typed.
Nik99: Yeah, now what?
Kobra24: You should see across from you a church. The priest and his family have half a dozen refugees.
Nik99: How many Hunters in this area?
Kobra24: Some. No real threat. Get those fugitives.
Nik99: Yes sir.
Korbra24: and Nik? Put some makeup on or something.
Nik99: Why?
Kobra24: The last time you did this you scared the refugees and Hope right out of their skin! If Hope hadn't recognized you, you'd have been shot!
Nik99: I got chased by twenty odd hunters! And got attacked by a Growlithe! Then I had to run through a sewer, and a fast food restaurant, where my nose nearly got chopped off! Hope isn't the least cautious person on this planet, you really couldn't blame her.
Kobra24: Sure. Just look presentable.
Kobra24 has left the conversation.
Nik, as the young lady was called, pulled out a compact mirror and looked at her face. She looked around, and seeing that no one was around, took off her hat. Glossy ebony hair tumbled down to the middle of her back. On top of her head was two black cat like ears. She rubbed the ear on the left and sighed. It had been four years since she had gotten these. She brushed back her bangs and fingered the emerald set in her forehead. She swept her bangs back into place and put on her hat. She walked across the street and into the church. The priest and a young man, presumably, his son met her.
"Good to see you." Nik smiled.
"You too," The priest nodded, "They're back this way."
The group passed a curtain and went into a cellar. There, five shadowed forms sat. One spoke, "Hey, is that the rescue lady, Father Daniel?"
"That's me." Nik said, sitting down and pulling out her cell phone and dialed a number, "Hey, Barry, I've got five hybrids, a donphan, a mantine, a magmar, a girafarig, and a golduck. I need transport, ASAP."
"Gotcha Nik, I'll send a van." Barry said.
Nik hung up and the van soon arrived. The hybrids were loaded and were driven away. Nik stayed behind and walked away from the church. Suddenly, a white flash crossed her peripheral vision. Nik turned around. Was it a Hybrid? "Only one way to find out." She muttered as she ran towards where the light had come from.