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Post by serris on Oct 25, 2009 23:31:07 GMT -5
Far from Cerulean City, on a remote island lay the sprawling research facility of Silph Co.
The island was normally left alone as patrolling boats and water Pokemon warded off any boats that strayed too close.
Flying Pokemon and few helicopter gunships patrolled the skies as well.
But this was not a normal day; in the distance an entire fleet of Team Rocket's grunts and their Pokemon were making an all out combined air and sea assault. Helicopter gunships, Pokemon and boats dotted the sea and were rapidly approaching the island.
Their goal: capture the Pokemorphs that resided in the complex.
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Dr. Harlan Noland was sitting in his control room, deep inside the Silph. Co Island Complex. He was busy monitoring the status of the base's fusion reactor. He also noted that the emergency Electivire generator systems were in tip top shape.
"Dr. Noland!" a technician shouted.
"What is it, Pearson?" Dr. Noland replied.
"Radar indicates an enormous group of aircraft, boats, flying and water Pokemon heading this way."
"Team Rocket." Dr. Noland said. "Let's say we give them a warm welcome."
"Yes, sir!" Pearson replied. He tapped several buttons on his console. The first activated the .50 caliber gatling gun turrets mounted all over the island and on the complex's buildings. The second activated a synthesized recording. "Alert. Impending hostiles. This is not a drill. Initiate lockdown procedures. Repeat. Impending hostiles. This is not a drill. Initiate lockdown procedures." The final one alerted all the patrol boats and helicopters to be on guard and open fire if needed.
Dr. Noland then sealed the control room. The click and thud of the heavy steel blast doors locking was heard.
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Dr. Johnson McIntire or "Johnny Mac" as he was known to his friends was eating lunch in the cafeteria when the alarms were heard. He could see Silph Co. guards wielding weapons and pokeballs rushing past. He gulped down the rest of the sandwich and bolted out of the cafeteria, taking cover inside an empty lab. He put on his safety glasses and pulled out his Leatherman tool, opening the blade and holding it tightly.
"Come on." Johnny Mac said grimly as he sealed the lab.
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Post by max on Oct 26, 2009 6:24:06 GMT -5
A Minun boy was in the lab, sealed off so he could not attempt to escape. He wasn't sure if he wanted to. He tried to get out from his case they had him in. He was wondering what all was going on, but from what he heard, he may be saved today. Or maybe not.. he wasn't sure. He decided not to try to fight back yet and would wait for the right time before he acted.
(Sorry it's short. Have to go)
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Post by Đ. Lawride on Oct 27, 2009 9:24:20 GMT -5
The investigation was proceeding quite well. The investigation on the Pokémorphs Silph Co. owned was a huge breakthrough in some of his outside investigations. Raul took the job for a reason, but it was not this one. He intended to finish all of that misery someday. His revolver's wooden end was visible from the inside of his holder, cloaked by his gabardine. t was conveniently hidden on his back, from which he could draw the weapon rather easily.
Which he didn't wished he would have to do this early.
The laboratories' alarm caused a chill to cross his spine, and forced him to take the due procedure: immediately take shelter and await for the enemy to come.
The revolver's hammer was readied, and his finger, sweated like his hand, was preparing to pul the trigger.
"Let this be over soon." He mumbled. It wasn't his first situation like this, but it was definitely his most audacious one.
His Pokémon were inside their spherical items, in his pocket. He was ready to call for their help.
(OOC: So, I'm kind of unfamiliar with these kind of RPs, so don't be surprised if I'm a little out of the context.)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2009 15:51:57 GMT -5
Tap. Tap. Tap.
His footsteps were pretty silent as he went along each container, examining each poor Pokemon and Poke' Morph as they were trapped inside, either cowering or just trying to escape. Umbreon stayed hidden close by, knowing the fear of being seen by other humans as she once did before. Either they attacked her, or tried to steal her. Or both, really.
James only shook his head at the poor Pokemon, passing by some Minun Morph as he went along. It was only luck that could have brought him into this. This place.....They wanted him for his skills at created Shiny Pokemon. But it was only luck that he was able to create three Shiny Pokemon that were able to survive for more than a few years. Would luck be on his side when this place was able to create Pokemorphs here? Or would he be killed because he couldn't do anything?
He sighed again, now pausing to lift up the small badge they had given him. It sealed his name, and what his rank and job were. How un-lucky it was for him being at the wrong place at the wrong time. His was wearing his usual lab coat, with four Pokeballs hidden on his jeans belt; three for each of the Shiny Pokemon he helped create, and one for his Partner Pokemon, of whom was hiding under anearby desk incase of anything.
"Come on."
James literaly jumped at the sound, spinning just in time to see the slightly distant door close behind someone. One of the grunts, it looked like. James could only blink before trying to swiftly lean around one of the containment boxes, blinking at the kid who stood there.
"And you are?" he couldn't help but ask, coming out from behind the large "box" containing the same Minun Morph.
Though it probably wasn't the best idea, either.
Bang Bang. Bang!
"I - want - out!" Blaze could only mumble with each hit he threw at the wall of his prision cell.
It should have been one of those, too; with the way he was being treated and such, it sure as hell did feel like a prison. Why the hell was he here anyway? One minute, he was dozed off peacfully in the shadow of a rock, the next, he was being ambused by humans and Pokemons. Why, he didn't know. But he sure as heck did want out of what ever this stupid contraption was. And frankly, it was getting annoying that he couldn't escape from it.
After another minute of trying to beat the thing up, he gave a frustrated sigh, falling to his knees with his arms sagging. How long had he been in this place, really? He hadn't been keeping much track as to how many minutes, hours, days, weeks went by as to how long he'd been coupted up in this confinment. All he knew was that he wanted out.
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Post by max on Oct 28, 2009 14:50:25 GMT -5
The minun morph rammed the side of the case, thunder flying off of him and bouncing around in his prison, yet if somebody were close enough or touching it, they could still feel it, and with how much force he was using, the shock wouldn't be all too pretty. "I want out!" He shouts in a mix of human and poke-speak, making it hard to understand. Not to mention that it wasn't too loud because of the case. He kept pounding on it but the more he hit it, the weaker he felt. Soon he found himself sitting down in the tube, looking up at them.
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Post by serris on Oct 31, 2009 15:38:48 GMT -5
"Attention: you are entering a restricted area! Turn around and leave immediately!" blared the loudspeakers on the patrol boats and helicopter gunships. The patrol boats revved the gatling autocannons as a warning.
The rockets did not heed the warning, instead a rocket launched from one of the boats killed a Silph Co. Pidgeot.
Almost immediately, the patrol boats, helicopters and Pokemon opened fire on the rockets and they returned fire in earnest. A hail of explosive autocannon shells ripped apart a Rocket Gyrados. In return, a hyper beam sunk a Silph Co. patrol boat.
A Team Rocket missile frigate launched a missile at one of the machine gun turrets on the island.
A Silph Co. helicopter gunship took down a Rocket landing craft with a well aimed volley of rockets.
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"Our forces are engaging!" Pearson said, looking at the battle through some binoculars.
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Post by Đ. Lawride on Oct 31, 2009 18:39:15 GMT -5
"Attention: you are entering a restricted area! Turn around and leave immediately!"
Just listening to this echo into his ears was enough to cause a chill to cross his spine. Raul immediately got up, jumping over the tables to reach the closest exit. If there was going to be a fuss, he'd have to be sure of one thing: he was in it.
"Arcanine! Melt those doors down! If they're coming in, let's give them a welcome gift!" He ordered while releasing his canine Pokémon, who instantly fired a blast of flames that molted the iron doors and allowed them to go through.
Raul had his revolver ready when he ran by each corner and over each stairway to reach the top observation rooms.
"What's going on out there?! Briefing!" He demanded, trying to get some sight of the situation outside.
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Post by serris on Nov 2, 2009 20:52:46 GMT -5
The heavily armed Team Rocket fleet and air force made short work of the Silph Co guards, though not without casualties. Team Rocket had lost a missile frigate, a landing craft, 2 helicopter gunships and at least 4 Pokemon.
The last machine gun turrets were destroyed by a Blastoise's hydro pump and a Team Rocket helicopter gunship's bombs.
The landing craft landed on the beach and disgorged Grunts, Pokemon, Humvees and even APCs.
The barbed wire and chain link fences surrounding the beach was no deterrent as the vehicles and Pokemon either crushed or blasted them to scrap metal.
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Dr. Nolan looked at the console. "All security teams prepare to engage! They have landed!" he shouted into the radio.
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Outside, a group of Silph Co. guards, with some Humvees were ready to fight.
As the guards grouped around the complex's yard, protected by heavy concrete walls and snipers, they released their Pokemon.
"Let's get ready for this." one of the guards said, flipping the blast visor on his helmet down and readying his shotgun.
A Humvee revved its 20 mm gatling autocannon and a Steelix roared.
The sound of explosions and engines in the distance got closer.
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Post by mathewwite on Nov 20, 2009 22:44:59 GMT -5
Kevin wandered around the facility. He had been angry at himself for being captured. Either he worked for these scientists, or he got a special "treatment" he wasn't too fond of. Hearing all of the warnings of incoming hostiles made him want to get some action.
He originally joined a secret government agency to steal information on what these scientists were doing. The findings were astonishing, but he had been caught examining the suspects of the lab. He wasn't too happy with what he found, he thought it against morals. As much as he didn't want to, he had no choice but to join the scientists. Now that he works for them he was to give them support whenever needed, and resistance would result in termination (or worse...). He had no idea how he was going to get out of this mess.
Kevin drew his .45 caliber Colt pistol from his side and headed for the boat docking bays.
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Post by serris on Nov 22, 2009 11:58:26 GMT -5
An explosion rocked the complex as a Team Rocket helicopter bombed the radar station.
More explosions shook the complex as rockets and Pokemon attacks battered the concrete walls.
Gunshots rang out from the sniper towers as they shot any any living target.
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Post by mathewwite on Nov 23, 2009 12:20:11 GMT -5
The explosions that rocked the complex knocked Kevin down on the ground.
"Holy Sh it! It's like a warzone out there!" Kevin said to himself as he got back up.
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Post by Đ. Lawride on Nov 23, 2009 12:34:17 GMT -5
The investigator hung on to a nearby chair while the ground underneath shook fiercely.
"Crap, get some control of those missiles! We're going down if we don't COUNTER, damnit!"
Raul instinctively took the gun from its holster and ran out of the control tower, crossing the complex with Arcanine to the front gates.
"If you want something done..." He started, peeking through an opening to the outside. "Then do it YOURSELF."
Multiple shots flew through the air towards the complex's gates, hopefully hitting some of the Rockets that dared to approach.
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Post by mathewwite on Dec 9, 2009 20:59:23 GMT -5
Kevin had thought of escape numerous times before. But with security cameras everywhere, it was futile. He knew even if he did escape, they'd come looking for him to keep his mouth shut. He was fighting Rockets for today, he knew it. He disliked them for their horrible ways with using Pokemon. He thought Silph Co. was doing good things for Pokemon, but not this time. "This was probably the main reason I was hired for the job" he had thought to himself. He would escape someday, and report his findings and reveal the truth behind Silph Co. But how long would they keep him? Until death? Until he was no longer useful? if this was the case, he would have to escape as soon as possible.
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Post by max on Dec 10, 2009 7:04:55 GMT -5
The minun boy was still in the tube, hitting the side of it and releasing shocks to try to get out.. but of course it still achieved nothing. He continued though, wanting to get out... wanting to be free.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2010 13:58:30 GMT -5
Blaze looked around wearily, back to the Minun kid, and around the shaking room once more. How the hell was he going to get out of here? Danm it! If only one of the people hanging around would actually NOTICE him and the kid - or at least him self - and maybe put some thought into their brains to let him/them out. Blaze's beak twitched slightly as he stepped back from where he had been trying to melt part of the imprisionment he was in.
Blaziken!" he called as his wrists set aflame, and again another fire blast went raging towards the glass. Hopfully, he would get someone's attention.
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