11th_hour: (Dead Serious)
[personal profile] 11th_hour
[He appears with a gasp, apparently at a run, stopping in confusion upon finding himself on a beach. Though the young man isn't dressed for cold weather, ice clings to his shoes and lower pant legs. His green hair is a bit disheveled, but his emerald eyes are bright, and he's alert, scanning the area as if trying to make sure he has some idea where this is. A Team Magma pin fixed to the collar of his shirt gleams in the sun as he lets out his Altaria, and tries to Fly away like any sane person would.

When it doesn't work, he finds a place to sit down on the beach and think. This is the start, he feels, of a very long day.]

what_a_nice_guy: (back)
[personal profile] what_a_nice_guy
[So. Errr.
This is not how he remembers his prison cell.

Judging by the sand he's lying on and the sound of waves nearby, this is not even anywhere near where his cell should be. Plus what's with the clothes? His good old Rocket uniform is a welcome change after months of prison gear, but that should definitely not be in the realm of possibility. He's seen it burn.

The simple idea of all the thinking he's gonna have to do just to formulate hypotheses about, for starters, his location, is making him sleepy already. Maybe if he simply goes back to sleep he'll wake up in prison again? It's not like his sentence is forever, and if the alternative is trying to make sense of this already-exhausting situation...

But isn't that the ominous sound of footsteps approaching?]
terra_et_sol: (Groudon//Tower Up to the Sky)
[personal profile] terra_et_sol
[Guess who's back, Island? More importantly, guess who slept through the dimensional split?

It was cloudy, but an exceptionally bright ray of sunlight breaks through the clouds to hit a patch of ground in the CMA that suddenly cracks and heaves upward. Dirt cascades off of crocodile-like plates... well, assuming crocodiles glittered golden in the sun.

A big golden Groudon slowly emerges from the ground, shaking soil and grass off of its scales and gleaming white spines. It blinks its eyes in a manner suggesting it's just woken up as it looks around - the sun's predictably very bright now. Finally, it speaks - and when it does, its tone is oddly feminine for a ton of technically-genderless behemoth.]


Grou groudon don don grou?

((OOC: Terra's back! She may or may not convert to human form eventually, depending on the thread and how badly her natural form terrifies people. Hover over her lines for translations, at least until I get tired of it and just start typing the translation.))

Hi guys

May. 2nd, 2012 01:29 pm
finding_zen: (Good morning sis)
[personal profile] finding_zen
All right. This is not the town he fell asleep by. This is definitely not Ecruteak. And this is no where he has seen before. Touya smooths a hand trough his hair, checks that all his pokeballs are still in order, his clothes still the same ones he fell asleep in. Everything else seems to be in order. So what happened? Where was he and how had he gotten there?

Leaning against a near by tree, he swings his pack around and rustles through it, dragging out his Johto map. Where was he? Where where where?

"Well. This is new."


[ooc note: Action is fine too, even if I start in prose. It is just my default style. I'll respond in whatever style you do]
bushou: (Default)
[personal profile] bushou
[Sorry, Island, were you hoping that today would be nice and quiet, too? Unfortunately, those hopes are about to be dashed by a loud CRASH.

In some part of that gigantic park (it has plenty of room to spare for few dozen new buildings, right?) the CMA turned into, a big ol'
CASTLE type thing with a weird design just got slapped down with no warning whatsoever. It's not just any weird castle, but a weird castle with a GLASS DOME surrounding it and a flowery HEDGE MAZE situated out front! It's like someone took a grass type gym and made it into a place for ancient royalty to live or something.

The front gates were apparently flung open when the building arrived, and now there's a very obvious crack going through the glass, but it seems to all be in one piece. Maybe you should head on in to explore (and inevitably get lost in the surprisingly tricky hedges for a friend or new acquaintance to find)?

...Two of the castle's unfortunate occupants (a boy with some amazing headgear and a Leafeon) will be skittering around the perimeter, looking understandably confused by the place's new surroundings. If you don't feel like waiting for someone to bother you, you could bother them instead?]
etranger: (happy)
[personal profile] etranger
Oh look, there's flower petals drifting on the breeze.

Lots and lots of them.

If you were to follow this baffling profusion of petals back to their source, you'd see...well, it appears to be a Lilligant and her trainer dancing together. They are surrounded by huge piles of petals, which a Sigilyph is telekinetically playing with, forming into spirals and swooping shapes in an airborne mimicry of the dancing partners below.

So! Now what do you do?
scarletadministrator: (speaking)
[personal profile] scarletadministrator
['Sup, Island. Are you having a nice walk, wherever you're going? Or are you enjoying the view outside your window? Well, there's something a little unusual getting in the way of your path or your sight, sorry.

Sitting (or sprawled) out on the grass is a group of younger protagonists and humanoid Pokemon, all armed with notepads, pens, and the like. It looks like they might just be... studying...? And getting into it, at that! So much so that they probably won't pay attention, even if you approach.

However, the redheaded adult supervising all this will. He's sitting on a low wall over here, but he'll glance over if you pass by and be glad to respond if you speak up. Feel free to come over and ask what this is all about, just say hello to the guy while his... students? are busy, or even see if you can join in if you're bored. There's plenty of paper to doodle on, whether you've got fingers or paws, and plenty of comfy ground to lounge on.]