V O L K N E R

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Ϟ 02: @Cheren

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"...yeah, he is," Cheren replied testily, not even sure why the thought perturbed him. It's not like he owned Blair or anything; he could associate with whoever he wanted to. Still, it aggravated him that Blair was friends with someone as unpleasant as Volkner. Or maybe Cheren was aggravated because he himself couldn't get along with Volkner, meaning Blair was just a better person than he was to be around. No matter. "Anything's fine..." Cheren muttered. "Thanks," he added, sounding a little pained as he forced out the gratitude.

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[The blonde turns from the younger male, a hand rising in a lazy wave. Disregarding what had happened earlier (he honestly hasn't the will to keep up with that sort of irritation), he mutters.]

"Yeah." [The gravel crunches beneath his shoes as he trails in the direction of the store, leaving Cheren with the apartment for Blair to gather.]

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To do:

I don't feel like doing replies tonight, but here's what I have:

Volkner

Cheren

Roark

Morty

Lyra

Brendan

Bugsy

Burgh 

Let me know if I forgot any of you!

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Dozy Promises (Volkner and Jasmine)

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“Aah! Shit!” Jasmine curses, as Ampharos is pelted with rocks. Amphy looks dangerously injured, but he gets up, probably for what will be his last attack until he is KO’d. “Amphy! Come on!” She cheers, glaring her hardest at Volkner. She already feels like complete shit for making her pokemon suffer through this. She feels like complete shit for not being able to do anything. It’s not fair. 

Wait— it is fair.

It’s payback for all the bad things she’s done. 

But Jasmine doesn’t give a shit. She doesn’t fucking care. 

So she sends out her Steelix, and commands it to bind Volkner. 

Because she’s a Rocket.

And Rockets don’t play fair.

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[Volkner's a bit surprised, even though he knows that he shouldn't be. Stepping back a few steps as to avoid the monstrous pokemon slithering around him; he feels his heart begin to race. Fear. He hasn't felt endangered-- personally endangered, before. He's worried for the safety of his friends, but never for himself. As the coils around him begin to shrink in circumference.]

[His Electivire doesn't wait for a command.] [No.] [That bit is far from needed.]

[Rushing over to its trainer, the strong, yellow pokemon brings down a powerful thrust of its arm. Brick Break. Fortunately enough, the blonde gymleader had prepared his pokemon in case Rock or Steel-type foes were brought in attempt to defeat him.]

[Volkner coughs, eyes shutting tightly as his Electivire battles, protecting its trainer of its own free will. The surroundings rattle around him, though he's unsure of the cause. The adrenaline has numbed him of all feeling.]

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Ϟ 02: @Cheren

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Cheren nearly rolled his eyes at the comment but forced himself not to. He had no doubt that the gym leader would not hesitate to keep his word and throw him out if he kept complaining.

“B-Blair’s staying with you?” Cheren stammered, forgetting for a moment to act composed.

“Oh. Um.” He fell silent again. Of course Blair would have joined the resistance before he himself had. It was in his personality. Although he wasn’t sure how he felt about his friend staying with Volkner. Well, maybe they got along better. He hoped.

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"Yeah. Guess you know him." [Volkner looks elsewhere. He doesn't seem too interested in their business, but he's hoping that maybe Blair can handle Cheren. There's a chance that he's more tame around his friends.]

"He's pretty cool."

"Anyway, we're here." [He raps his knuckles against the door.] "When Blair answers, just tell him I brought you. Did you ever decide what you want to eat, or did you decide that you're too pouty?"

[He's turning like he's going to ditch him at the apartment. Likely because he is. Here Blair, you can take it.]

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Dozy Promises (Volkner and Jasmine)

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Jasmine in her head, is freaking out. What the hell was she thinking, challenging Volkner?! She only has two of her pokemon, not to mention he’s stronger in general, being the strongest gym leader of his region. On the outside though, she keeps herself calm and collected. But she knows her pokemon are suffering for her actions. She has to end this battle and quick. “Amphy! Come on!” She grins, when the pokemon cries out to respond to her. Though its not as strong a cry as before, she still takes it as a good sign. “Good!” She laughs a bit. “Come on, let’s use Focus Blast!” She says, her eyes narrowing as she catches Volkner glaring at her. 

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[It doesn't matter. Volkner's determined to destroy her here and now; maybe not personally, but he would wipe out her team and make her feel like complete shit for forcing this on her party. His Electivire, as fast as he is, is dashing to the side, taking only a bit of the damage from Ampharos' attack. The blonde gymleader quickly huffs.]

"Electivire, Rock Slide." [He'd been prepared for this type of offense.]

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The Alluring Stranger (energyshipping: Volkner/Roark)

The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Volkner strode along the path, making for Wet Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Limber Sperm, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Crotch. A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his erotic juice just in time to face the tempting man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled. The man struck hungrily, and Volkner barely raised his juice to meet the attack. They fought long and seductively until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict. At last, Volkner found himself forced to one knee, the man's juice pressed to his supple neck. "I am Roark of Wet Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Limber Sperm. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in the dark." But Volkner had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his juice with a twist, overpowered Roark and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Volkner said, looking down upon him. Roark's thigh shimmered like a crack of lightning. "I have underestimated you, Volkner. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more." Volkner's desire was enflamed. His neck throbbed and all his thoughts were to thrust Roark like a Luxray. Volkner caressed Roark's shameless thigh and he responded. They came together lustfully, and their joining was as luscious as their battle, and also much louder. "Ah, my sweet vibrator!" Volkner groaned and thrusted Roark as pleadingly as he could. "Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?" "Oh," Volkner said. "That's where I put the Limber Sperm for safekeeping. Sorry." When they had finished their romp, they drowsed hotly on the grass, forgetful of all but their enticing love. "We will stay together forever," Roark said, and they began all over again. And so it was that the Wizard Crotch never got the Limber Sperm and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.

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you have a harem. explain this. what makes you special.

I didn't know I had a harem.

You apparently know more than I do, about it.Why don't you ask them? 

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how do you feel about condoms that deliver light electric pulses

I haven't used them?

Though I'm not gonna lie, it sounds like it'd be pretty awesome to have an electric dick as long as the pulses aren't dangerous.

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FMK, Dawn, Cheren, Blair

Uh.

Fuck: BlairHe's okay.

Marry: DawnShe's okay.

Kill: CherenUgh. 

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Ϟ 03: @Dawn

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Dawn smiled. “Thank you!” Dawn understood that some people didn’t like to be touched. Volkner looked a little uncomfortable, so Dawn asked. “Am I making you uncomfortable?” She asked, a little cautiously.

She hoped she wasn’t making Volkner uncomfortable.

“You don’t have to worry about me. I’ll be fine. Even without my pokemon, I’m pretty tough.” Dawn grinned.

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[He ponders it himself. Was she making him uncomfortable?] "I'm not really uncomfortable. Don't worry about it." [Volkner seems to be finding a lot of people who worried about small things. He can't understand it.]

[The train of thought is interrupted. You mean to say that this girl was out on her own without pokemon? Yet she was questioning Team Rocket's authority? The blonde frowns at her, disapprovingly.]

"You should try and get your hands on some. It's going to be way too dangerous for you to be in the Resistance without a pokemon. Do you need one?" [Currently, the gymleader was working on building a pokemon storage system for the Resistance to use. While it's currently up and running with a firewall to protect it from invasion, he's still struggling to crack into Team Rocket's storage system to take some stolen pokemon back.]

"I might have some extras to lend you, later. Like in a couple of days." [They certainly weren't his most powerful pokemon, but if he could only carry 6, he might as well let her use the pokemon he can't carry.] "Just at least until you can get your own."

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Dozy Promises (Volkner and Jasmine)

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“I’m…” For a second, she almost apologized. But then she realized. She doesn’t care anymore. Volkner is no longer her friend.

He’s her enemy.

“I’m not sorry.” She stares straight into his eyes. “I’m not sorry, and I promise you; I won’t lose.” Amphy looks back at Jasmine, a sadness in his eyes, but he steps up to the Electivire, and lets out a battle cry.

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"Sorry, Amphy." [The male mutters to the yellow pokemon ahead of him, eyes narrow with determination. Extending his arm, to command his Electivire, his harsh expression from before becomes less reactant. Numbing himself to the person that Jasmine's become, he clasps his hand shut, into a fist. Fiercely, he stands there without a sound, a dull wind kicking up the tail of his jacket.]

"Electivire-- Earthquake." [Obeying command, the pokemon causes the ground beneath Ampharos to rattle and cave. Volkner continues to glare, his eyes cold.]

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Ϟ 02: @Cheren

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A little taken aback by the stoic man’s outburst, Cheren lowered his gaze and kicked at the ground a little. As much as he was dying to snap back with a heated retort, he had to force himself not to.  Even he could admit to himself that he was being a bit of a whiny jerk, and that wasn’t going to go over well with the group of people he was about to join.

Of course, Volkner was only one out of many, so hopefully the others wouldn’t be as unpleasant as his tour guide.

“…who else is staying with you?” he muttered finally, choosing not to respond and instead changing the subject. “Anyone else from Unova I would know?”

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"I wouldn't know who you know." [Volkner sighs. At least the other isn't whining anymore, though. It's a relief to his ears. Calming from the brief moment of anger he had expressed, the gymleader stops in his footsteps to answer the glasses-wearing male.]

"There's a kid there named Blair. He sort of just turned up out of the blue."

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it's not sinnoh anymore.

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[Whoops.]

[While Roark was off pondering how ‘Cheryl’ is a guy - or rather, if ‘Dawn’ is a guy, which doesn’t seem so likely - Volkner was busy calling him out.]

Ah—? Oh, the— yeahhh. I should’ve checked in a while ago, but man. Onix ran into some stuff that actually ended up pretty useful, so I take a bunch of days to map it out and get what I could.

There’s still stuff down there, too. Like one tunnel? Full of fossils. So I had to backtrack all the way around and start over. It took way more time than I thought it would!

[Dangerous world or not, he will never not love fossils. And yes, he has every intention of going back through that tunnel the next time he gives himself a break and digging out every one he can. Shouldn’t take more than a day, tops.]

We haven’t even gotten to Saffron City yet, and we projected that one for last month… It’s rough. [His expression grows a little more serious, thinking about it some.] The place is totally against underground travel, I swear. Sinnoh makes it look easy, but Kanto’s just— putting up way of a fight than I thought it would.

We might be a few years off the mark, at this rate. [And that’s beyond bad. But it’s not like they’ve got a lot of help on this part of the team, anyway.]

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[Sometimes Volkner honestly wanted to call the other gymleader out on his attachment to fossils. He wanted to say something like: "Hey Roark, what if you died and some weirdo from centuries later dug up your skeleton, cuddled it, and took it home to sleep with? How would you feel?" Yet he doesn't. He watches Roark, barely catching any of the first bit, but slowly following on the bits about the Underground.]

"What a hassle." [That's all he has. He isn't a miner and the only experience he'd had beneath the earth had been one of his spontaneous attempts to entertain himself prior to Orcus' creation.] "I know you like digging and all of that, but you should probably come into the daylight every now and again. It's just hard for me to think you're not overworking yourse--...." 

[He cuts himself off.] "..." [Those words felt kind of odd on his tongue. It wasn't often that he concerned himself with the safety of others, yet here he was, acting like Roark's mother or some shit. Don't overwork yourself? It has nothing to do with him. Volkner is irritated with himself.]

"Nevermind. Do what you feel like." [The gymleader corrects himself, turning away.]

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Dozy Promises (Volkner and Jasmine)

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“V-Volkner…” That was all Jasmine could say. When she tried to open her mouth, nothing came out. Memories of her torture flashed before her eyes, and she blinked back a few tears, the old Jasmine resurfacing for a moment. But like that, the old Jasmine was gone, and the heartless monster that was Jasmine now laughed. “Team Rocket did nothing to me.” Lies, but Jasmine didn’t want to have Volkner worry about her. “I joined out of my own free will.” Steelix dropped the boy’s carcass, and slithered over to Jasmine. “I can see you somehow escaped us Volkner,” she said, staring at the pokeball in his hands. “you won’t escape me though.” She raised her hand and her Ampharos stepped forward, looking back at Jasmine, hesitantly.

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"I'm not afraid of you, you nasty bitch." [Volkner scathes, releasing his Electivire from its ball. He isn't buying this act. Surely Jasmine had been possessed or brainwashed. Something along those lines.]

"I don't know what happened to your mind, but I'm going to knock the sense back into you. Get it?" [Because she was acting so differently, he didn't struggle to challenge her.] "It's your last chance to back out."

[Glancing at the Ampharos that he'd once interacted with and befriends, his eyes squint.] "You'll really put your pokemon to use like this? Because of you, your poor Ampharos is having to bear with the pressure of murdering all your foes. Since when is it okay to make them kill for you?" [At least her pokemon are still making sense.]

"This makes me sick." [It's spat.]