“Come on! Wake up! Wake up!” This was all Roldabonz could do as he desperately did compressions on Keenan’s chest. The galladevoir’s expression remained emotionless. Next he tried to resuscitate them with CPR, but nothing happened. Keenan’s lips were dry when he attempted to do this, which made his attempts worse.
Patton was watching from behind, surprised at Keenan finally kicking the bucket. He felt a sense of relief over his former captor’s demise. Roldabonz’s attempts to try and revive Keenan were becoming annoying in his eyes. “Rol, they are too far gone to be brought back.”
The ampharos did not respond. Reaching over to a plate of not rotted food that laid at the base of the cell, he began to try and cram some into their mouth. “Rol! Did you hear me?” Still no response from the electric type. At this point, the bisharp’s patience had run out.
“Rol! That is enough!” Grabbing his shoulder, Patton pried Roldabonz away from the expired psychic type. “They are gone! There is nothing we can...”tears were streaming down Roldabonz’s face. This made the steel type tone down his anger in his face. A tired sigh escaped his mouth. “I’ll give you a moment.”
All the ampharos could do was sob bitterly. His failure to try and keep someone alive failed, everything he did was wrong. He was wrong. He could have done much more. This spiral of self blame went on in the ampharos’ head as he trembled and sobbed.
After the long cry, Patton finally brought up the uncomfortable matter. The donphan in the room.
“We need to get rid of the body.”
Roldabonz said nothing. Patton wanted to tread lightly, considering how shaken Rol was. Despite how aggravating Rol’s actions were leading to this point, the time would come when he would need to address Rol for his actions.
“We should find a way to cremate it. The last thing we need is OPP or anyone to use the body for something.”
“I agree.” This startled Patton, not just because the electric type finally spoke, but that he agreed with this. “We will do that in a few hours. I need to get the supplies.”
Rol’s tone sounded crushed, drained of his usual pep. This almost made Patton feel bad for the red hero. But that would only get him so far.
(askfreelancers) Asgeir @ Roldabonz: So yo say you're a crime-fighting sorta guy, is that it? I dunno if you've ever been asked this before, but is there is an exact reason you took this up? Were you inspired by anyone or do you have other motivations?
This guy looked like one of those knights from one of his fantasy animes. Roldabonz could not help but be mysticized by the knightly looking gothitelle. Where was this guy from and where did he get his armor?
“That’s right! I’m a crime fighter of the mob variety. I fight the mobsters of Arcadium! I fight to try and make Arcadium a better place, despite the difficulties of the city!” A twinkle could be seen in Roldabonz’s eye and he had some pep in his voice.
“I watched a lot of anime and sentai shows when I was a child. When I was with Ms. Xing she would always bring me tapes of old Gundam, Kamen Rider and whatever superhero series she could find for me. So I’ve always been influenced to being this exact line of heroing!”
Momoko@Roldabonz: "Hmm... you are part of the Beams, am I wrong?" She inquired carefully while keeping her stern yet quiet gaze on the Ampharos, covering her mouth with a fan. "... while I can understand forming a group to serve others... your compatriot, that Bisharp, appears very unstable and dangerous as a companion. Yet you allowed him his killing intent, for what purpose...?"
Ooh. This gardevoir was looking mighty lovely. Roldabonz raised his brows in a seductive manner to try to make a romantic impression. “Hello there miss. You look lovely. Would you ever want to fight some crime together? I like to fight crime.” This suave attitude did not last song the moment she cut to the chase about Patton. That previous grin faded thinking on that little moment from months back involving Patton and his temporary brainwashing.
“I…see where you are coming from.” Her concerns were valid. Patton was originally created to be an assassin and therefore had some conditioning that would be a problem to try and have him be a hero. “He has a rough past and I admit for a while I did have him mentally conditioned after I found him in order to keep him from going after other people for while.”
The ampharos put a hand to his face and rubbed it out of exhaustion. “After a few weeks I began to realize that if I kept him like this, I would be going against some principals I stand for. That principle is that people can change and I felt that if I did that him, he would not have any sort of initiative to try and change.”
“Then I also found two more things about him. The first was that for all of the time he spent with Keenan, Keenan kept him under a brainwashing state that would repress any resistances he would have to their often violent or risky attacks. The second thing was that bisharps are carnivorous. And since he is a mon that hunts for food, removing his ability to kill would cause health problems to him, so I wheeled that back to try and help him.”
The remorse was pretty clear on the wannabe hero’s face. This was an ugly episode for him and no matter what he couldn’t deny he technically took away Patton’s free will. “You can think of me however you want. I would get if you considered that pretty evil, or stupid to give it back to him. I did what I did and I will own up to whatever consequences come my way.”
(It’s another RP merging. This time it is for the plotline RP The Tape. This was the first RP I did with the mod of askkalosunderworld. This RP is super old and super long, so I wanted to condense it into one post for a number of reasons.
The original RP was super cluttered. It was before I knew of x-kit and in the early days before I learned that I should trim RPs sooner than 5 posts in.
For my plot page. Yeah it is lazy but I want there to be an easier point of entry to read the synopsis.
I want to tweak some of the either too short or the really lousy writing for some of the lines. This was earlier on so I admit I was kind of a scrub. Plus talking with Chris(the mod of kalosunderworld), he wanted to edit some of the stuff himself to.
To remove some of the points I had retconned out of the story that lingered in these RPs.
However instead of condensing the whole RP I just wanted to condense everything from one particular body of the RP: the fight. Just due to the writer in me I want to tweak a good part of the body of the fight along with the ending. Having said that, the parts of the RP I will not include you can still find by searching ‘the tape’ tag. So this will start at the moment Mark steals the tape.
Note. I mainly did this as sort of a side. So some grammatical errors may have slipped through.
RP BEGINS
“Drop the tape, or I snap your back” Yumi yelled out.
Mark reeled back in pain from the X-Scissor and gave a glare at the two woman yelling at him, “You can have this tape back when you take it from my cold dead hands or if you hire me to steal it from the guy who hired me, you fucking bastards!” He yelled and fired an Ice Beam at Piko and quickly jumped out of the window and landed safely on the ground, still holding the tape but in pain.
Yumi charged at him, hitting him with megahorn launching him out of the office. Chelly, who was outside just gives a wide grin and spits a glob of toxic on him.
Yumi went up to the greninja and picked him up by the tongue. Mark coughed up blood from being hit by the megahorn which became worse when he felt his tongue being pulled. “Who hired you?”
“Haha, sorry you scar-faced bitch! A thief doesn’t spill who their employer is until they know they’re about to die,” as he got infected with the poison he let out a screech of agony, “Gaahhh!” he went and the wound on his back glowed a very dark purple from the poison.
From one of the roof tops, a signal beam hit Yumi, causing her to drop Mark.
“EVIL DOERS! GAZE AT THE FORCE THAT WILL BRING YOUR ORGANIZATION TO MY KNEES!” All of the pokemon turned towards where the hammy shouting was coming from. “Oh wait that should… Hold on a minute!” After a minute of mumbling himself. He stood back in position. “NOW YOU WILL FALL TO YOUR KNEES AS I, THE RED BEAM WILL STOP YOU!”
The three pokemon looked at each other. “You two handle the thief. I’ll handle the idiot.” Yumi said flying to the ampharos.
Roldabonz let out a dragon pulse at the heracross only for her to dodge.
As Yumi was hit by the the Signal Beam, Mark too was in shock, but knew it was his chance to do something about the poison. His eyes glowed purple and eventually the poison began to sap out of his body and onto the ground from the earlier wound. As Yumi raced to face the mysterious Ampharos, Mark turned to Chelly and Piko, “Well, well now. Seems like I can stand a better chance now, although I’m gonna get you first. You job interupting fuck!” He yelled at Piko and fired a Scald blast from his mouth and directly at her, hoping to burn her to weaken her physical attack. Quickly afterwards, he shot a Ice Beam at Yumi, who was fighting Rol, “This is a little thank you for helping me, Sir Power Ranger!” he yelled to him. Although he was panting from having to use his Extrasensory on himself, and it would be awhile before he could use the move again at all.
“Seriously dude. Every other word out of your mouth is a cuss word.” Piko said readying another attack, but before she could felt the scald hit her in the face and right shoulder. “Augh! Dammit!”
Yumi felt the ice beam hit her in the back. She fell down and hit the ground.
“It’s the Red Beam! And thank you” Roldabonz said. He jumped down. Hope she’s not hurt to bad. He thought to himself. He readied a fire punch to be sure. Suddenly lunged at him and hit him with a bulldoze. Rol was launched into the wall coughing up blood. He then lunges forward with a fire punch hitting her in the jaw. She then followed up with a brick break.
“The Red Beam? *Sigh* Looks like this scum-hole of a city has its own superheroes too..note to self; never attempt to live here…’ He said after Rol’s response and slightly cringed as he and Yumi exchanged blows.
Meanwhile, Chelly uses a heal pulse to heal the burn wound on Piko’s face. Piko then readied her claws towards the greninja. She was still feeling the effect of the burn on her body. “That was low. Mocking my friends facial scars like that.” She then faked out the claw attack and led into a low sweep. She then jumped back and Chelly hit him with a petal blizzard.
“Then again. When we are done with you. You will have those scars… everywhere.” Chelly said giving a sinister smile.
Mark was caught off guard by the Petal Blizzard and was scratched several time by the razor like Petals, although he gave a sigh of relief once the attack stopped. “You know for a ‘mon who’s a medic, you sure do love to cause other’s pain and suffering you know?’ He said and wiped some blood from his face and began to think.
Damnit, I have to fight these two if I want to escape, but their both on my level. I better take Chelly down first now, her Heal Pulse will only make any other moves useless so she’s top priority. Piko can wait awhile, but I’ll still take that bitch down for interrupting my job in the first place.
The thief glared at Chelly. “Okay then Chelly…it’s your turn to get hurt! So let’s see how you like living your worst nightmares!” He yelled and fired a Dark Pulse straight for Chelly, and grinned almost for good luck.
Yumi and Rol were exchanging blows to each other. Rol landing a fire punch to the her stomach, while she landed two brick breaks to his head. She then began to notice he face was already healing from the wounds.
"How are you-” before she could get an answer, she met the impact of a dragon pulse.
“Uh. THAT IS THE POWER OF JUSTICE!”
Yumi charge forward hitting him in the arm, causing it to make an agonizing snap.
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After the petal blizzard, Chelly just gave a sinister smile. “I’m one of those medics who like to see patients in pain, rather then well and good.”
She was hit full force with a dark pulse knocking her to ground. “Not bad, but let’s see you take another thousand cuts!”
The grass type released a flurry of petals that hit him… that didn’t do a damned thing. “What?” She then spat a glob of toxic on him. Nothing! It looks like the glob of toxic didn’t do anything. “Why aren’t you in pain?!” She turned her attention to Piko. She launched a small flurry of petals. “Why? Why isn’t anyone getting hurt anymore?! Why won’t any of you die?!”
Back in reality, Piko put her finger on the wound. “What the shit Chelly?!”
Mark was bracing himself and trying his best to not scream from both the Petal Blizzard and Toxic, although a few escaped from him and he was panting more. He had been taking plenty of damage from the fight, and he would need a break sooner or later or else he would lose. Although seeing Piko get struck caused a wicked grin to form on his face and he began to laugh.
“She can’t hear you right now, and even if she could, her mind wouldn’t react to you. What she’s doing is a side effect from my Dark Pulse, she’s experiencing one of her worst nightmares right now, not being able to hurt any of us evidently. She’ll be doing this for another five minutes until the flinching wears off.” Mark said, taking pauses to maintain his breath and looked over at Rol and was in shock.
“W-what the hell?!” he exclaimed at Rol’s wounds that were healing, “But how…the only other ‘mon that I’ve seen with regeneration is Dell, but he has Regenerator so it makes sense, but this…” he was still trying to process what we was witnessing, “Ampharos can’t have Regenerator, so what the fuck is he! ….Well then, guess I’ll just have to learn then,” he said to himself and turned back to Piko and Chelly and glared, his red eyes turning black from the anger he had.
“Hope you two enjoy these little presents!” He yelled and fired two Ice Beams, one for each of them, directly at the two and raced towards Rol and shot a Scald at Yumi and then tackled him to the ground, “Hello there. Mind sharing your healing magic with me? he asked panting.
Rol turned towards Mark in shock as he sprinted to him. Rol just clenched his arm. It had regenerated, but his arm didn’t reform properly.
"T-thank you! I probably would been taken out if you hadn’t done that.” He clenched his arm, due to his elbow reforming sideways.“Listen. I don’t know you, but I need you to break my right arm. Don’t worry about how I react, I’m used to it.”
To the hero’s concern, he noticed Piko and Chelly getting up, with Yumi still reveling in the pain of the scald. “Hurry up and do it! Before they come at us!”
Mark noticed the girls getting up and immediately his palm turned white as he fired a Ice beam at Rol’s deformed arm freezing it solid, “Fine, but don’t you dare bitch about it later!” Quickly and with all his might, the greninja punched the frozen arm repeatedly, shattering the ice and it twisted into a convoluted direction.
Roldabonz’ let out a scream utter agony, but he could actually feel his arm reform properly.
“NOW HURRY UP AND DO SOMETHING, I’M POISONED, I CAN BARELY FIGHT MUCH LONGER!” He yelled at Rol and his panting only grew faster.
“T-thankyou.” He then paused. “W-wait. Heal… you?”
“What is going on here?”
A new unfamiliar voice called out. The three women, all looked up and saw the big woman herself, Eri glide downwards towards the two intruding pokemon. All three pokemon turned their attention to her.
“We have some intruders mam!” Yumi said. “The frog was trying to steal the tape! Piko caught him, but the fight dragged out longer then planned.” Yumi bowed down to her knee. “Please forgive us for our sloppiness.” The other two just gave each other a tired and somewhat annoyed look.
“Here we go again” Chelly said with a sigh.
“We will talk about this later.” Eri sternly told the heracross.
“Fair warning, Ms. Eri. The ampharos has a regenerative factor.”
“Is that right?” She made her way toward the ampharos. She picked up a loose piece of debre of the ground. Eri stuck the metal stick in her mouth. She then rushed at insane speeds at Roldabonz picking him up by the arm, dragging him into the air.
She used her available claw and slice Roldabonz arm down the middle, making the inside of the arm visible. Eri then removed the metal rod from her mouth, and jammed it by the joint. She waited for the wound to seal up before throwing him onto the ground. Landing on top of him.
“Well what do you know. He does.” She said giving him a wide grin. The gliscor turns her attention to Mark. “As for you. I have the biggest inclination that Chung hired you. Cause I doubt the other Johto triad members would DARE rob me!”
The gliscor paused. “Piko. I need you to help me with the ampharos. Yumi, Chelly, finish the greninja off. And when I am done with him,” she gave Mark a sharp gaze. “You are going to learn what happens to those who rob me. They tend to be in pieces for their slights against me!”
Mark was in shock at what Eri did to Rol and his eyes grew wide as she flew off with him, “God Damnit, the only help I had is gone and I’m back to square one!” He yelled and panted between breaths, the Toxic was really going to take its toll on him soon and he glared at Chelly and Yumi, “Same stupid medic with a thing for torture and a new beetle with a goody-good side for her boss, how charming,” He retorted to them when he felt a surge of Psychic energy flow back to him and his eyes glowed purple. After the surge, he let off a grin.
“Well then, seems as though Extrasensory’s back, perfect timing too I might add,” He said still panting. “I don’t have much time to defeat you before I pass out from the poison, but with this move back, I should be able to take you both down no problem,” He said, still panting but he spoke with confidence and then he looked straight at Yumi, eyes still glowing and locked her into a Extrasensory, “Time for some volleyball,” he said and jerked his head at Chelly and Yumi was sent flying into Chelly as well, knocking them both to ground and he laughed. “Hahaha! Time to go down Chelly!” He yelled and raced towards her, Dark Pulse charged and shot it point-blank at Chelly, knocking her out. “One down, one more to go!”
“Chelly, I’m gonna need your heal pulse now!” Yumi yelled at Chelly. The meganium was unresponsive, knocked completely unconscious.
“Great. Doesn’t matter though.” She staggered to her feet. She gave a smile. “You’re a dark type against a bug fighting type, your injuries are severe, and you are slowly fall to the toxic. You already lost.” She prepared another brick break.
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Meanwhile on the roof of the building. Eri hit Rol with a bulldoze, while Piko struck him across the back with a night slash. Rol staggered to hit feet, his arm hurt like hell due to the rod in the joint.
“So this is the hero that ruined the Kanto and Hoenn gangs?” Eri let out a bombastic chuckle. “The crime syndicates must be falling apart if YOU are causing trouble.” She the punched his helmet, causing the glass to break.
Rol staggered. The gliscor was strong enough to give him a concussion. As far as he knew. “Your right. I’m not that great at fighting. But do you know what I am good at?” He then punched Piko in the jaw with a fire punch launching her a few feet. Knocking her unconscious. “Is that I am kind of a pain to put down.”
Eri’s face contorted into an angry snarl. "Well I’ll be sure to put you down for good!”
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Mark just glared at Yumi, still panting and trying his best to stand up, “Your wrong on that part. I might have the type dis-advantage and I’ve taken a lot of damage from my previous fight, but I won’t be falling to you. You will fall to me and I will get to Eri and take her down as well, I have to repay that Ampharos for saving my ass but I can’t if your still conscious now can I.”
As he said this, his body began to glow a light blue and his eyes glowed purple again. “Guess what though, protean is active now and I still have Extrasensory. The perfect combination to take you down. Prepare to lose to Silent Punk Mark, Yumi,” Mark said this and within a moment, he had vanished from sight, to Yumi’s shock. “Now then, EXTRASENSORY!” He yelled suddenly appearing behind Yumi, “VOLLEY NIGHT!” He yelled and locked Yumi in Extrasensory and began to throw her like a ball against the building and ground repeatedly, until finally sending her crashing through the building wall, leaving a hole and knocking her out.
"Good….I beat them…” he said wearily and as he took another shock from Toxic, his body glowed Purple again, and using Extrasensory, he rid his body of the poison once more and Torrent faded away. “Better wait till I can use it again,” he said to himself and sat down for a couple of minutes until he felt Extrasensory return. “Okay then, wait a bit Red Beam, I’m coming to help!” he said to himself and raced to where Rol and Eri were fighting.
Eri charged at Rol and hit him with a sky uppercut causing him to go flying. As he was falling, he fired a confuse ray, merged with a signal beam. It zaps her. “Ha nice try! Get ready to die, sheep boy!” She then punches the ground. She gave a small growl.
“Oh you think this is funny? Well how funny is this?!” She then threw her self on to the ground. Roldabonz kind of laughed a little as he grasped his arm.
Mark arrived to where the two’s fight was taking place. Fight was not the accurate word as to what was happening. It looked like Eri was hitting herself, along with throwing herself against the ground. The thief cackled in schadenfreude as he saw the pursuer hurt herself.
“Oh my Arceus that is fucking rich! Well I better end this circus crap now,” He said and wiped away a tear and zapped Eri with an Ice Beam, freezing her solid, but let her head remain unfrozen. “Yo Red Beam, glad to see you held up. And hello there Eri, good to see your taking a chill pill!” Mark said to Rol and retorted to Eri while laughing a little.
“Hey there! Thanks for the save!” Roldabonz said waving his arm, before he put it down in pain, due to the rod still in the arm.
“So what are you doing here? Were you here to take out the mob to?”
Eri let out a grrr, and proceed to try and wiggle her way out of the ice.
“I guess you could say she was on THE THIN ICE OF CRIME! Hahahaha- ow.”
Eri’s eyes dilated. She broke out from the ice and uppercuts Mark.
“I have had it with you two! I am going to M-U-R-D-E-R you two!” Eri gave a charge towards Roldabonz, her mouth ready to bite.
Mark was caught off guard by the uppercut, but regained balance before Eri could strike Rol and locked her in an Extrasensory, “Okay, you wanna know something bitch!” he yelled at her, his voice seething with rage and levitated her closer to himself and spoke again. “I have been having some of the shittiest couple of weeks in my life right now. First I fight Moria and lose to him again, I get put into a coma for a god damn week, became a whiny shit for over a week after that, get dragged to this shit-hole of a city, get my whole body torn apart by a masochist that gives Lilla a run for her money, a scar-faced beetle, and finally an irritating assassin who I didn’t even get to finish off! So please do me a favor and stay trapped in your ice prison!” As he said the last part, he froze Eri solid once more, this time though, the ice was thicker and only her head above her mouth was left unfrozen.
He then turned to Rol and gave him a sharp glare, “Mind doing me a favor and finishing her off yourself? I’m in too much of a bad mood right now to do it. Plus, it seems fitting for the superhero to deal the finishing blow. Also, don’t kill her, my orders were to let her and her crew live should we fight.”
Eri was done for. Not only was that icebeam the one that depleted her strength, but she was not strong enough to get out of this.
Roldabonz gave a wide smile. “I like that idea to. Don’t worry. I have a no kill policy.” The electric type walked up to her. He fired a signal beam at the exposed part of her head, knocking her out. Then used fire punch and signal beam to make her mouth exposed, just so she didn’t die.
Mark gave off a laugh as Eri laid unconscious, “Oh she got what she deserved!”
“Thanks again for saving me. I would of bought the farm back there, had you not shown up to help me. Question though, do you have anything sharp like a knife or box cutter though?” He the walked towards the greninja.
“Oh, a sharp thing, well I can do this…” Mark went and stiffened his hand to look like a blade and it glowed white. Within a moment his palm shot out a spear of ice and he broke it off and gave it to Rol, “Sorry but that’s the best I got, I don’t have Water Shuriken or Hidden Power at the moment so that’s the closest I have to a blade.”
Mark did not seem like the type who had reservations on killing, so why was he concerned about if they were alive? “And hold on, you said someone employed you to leave them alive. What do you mean?”
As Rol asked his second question, Mark removed the two files and the tape from his tongue scarf and then retracted his tongue. “What I mean by that is that I was hired to steal this tape from Eri. You see Red Beam, I haven’t formally introduced myself, I’m Silent Punk Mark, best thief in Lumiose City and one of the best thieves in the entire Kalos region! And I was hired by this Pinsir named Chung to take this tape from Eri because it has some juicy shit on it or something,” Mark explained and let off a grin.
“Thanks, Silent Punk.” Rol said taking the spear of ice. He thencuts along the joint of the arm, with the rod inside it, till he saw the rod.
“Wait you mean to tell me you hired to steal something for-” He pulls the rod out of his joint; “-the Kanto Triads? Do have any clue what is on the tape at all?”
Mark squirmed as Rol sliced off his arm joint, and had to keep himself from vomiting as he pulled out the rod. He was used to mutilation, although not self-inflicted mutilation. “Uhhh…..Anyway i don’t know what’s on this tape nor do i really want to know.” He said but grew wary as he spoke, “Why….you aren’t planning on taking this from me now are you? Because if so, I’ll kill you here and now, you aren’t under any protection you know.” He said threateningly.
Roldabonz just gave an enthusiastic laugh. “Of course not! I wasn’t even coming here for the tape. I was just here, because I heard rumors that there was a shipment coming in. So was going to destroy it. Besides, I’d be kind of hard to put down, so that last part wouldn’t work out for you.” Rol’s smile became big and catlike, even though he was still in agonizing pain.
“Yeah I kinda figured after you had your arm sliced like two or three times today and you didn’t pass out from the blood loss or pain,” Mark said dryly to Rol although he did grin a little at Rol’s cat smile.
"Do you regularly work for Chung, or is this a one time deal?” Rol’s voice sounded more stern, clearly concerned about the Punk’s connection to Chung.
“Unless he hires me again, this is just a one time deal. Although if someone decide to hire me against Chung, then we’ll meet once more but on less friendly terms,” Mark replied to Rol.
“I understand.” Rol looked downward. “I admit it’s a shame you would ally yourself with the mob. BUT, I have no room to critique someone. Believe me, I wish you would offer your talents for good, but I know at heart you are a good person. Plus, I know you have to make a living, so long as you don’t steal from the down trodden.” Rol’s expression perked up. “Who knows. Maybe we could have a sort of Batman and Catwoman relationship, minus the romance of course. Sorry, I’m just not into dudes.”
He then made his way up the building. “Thanks again. I hope to see you again.” He then made his leave.
“Aww, too bad. Because I’m really into dudes,” Mark cheekily said and waived as Rol made his leave, “And thank you too, may we meet in the future!” He said and turned around, heading down stairs.
“Alright, now that I have this stupid tape, it’s time to collect my reward,” Mark said to himself and made his way back to Chung’s office to collect his payment for the long job, and after awhile he arrived back .
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“Yo, Chung! I got your stupid tape!” He said as walked through the door and into his office.
“Well, at least you honest in terms of how you feel on something.” He takes the tape from Mark’s hand and hands him the money. “Pleasure doing business. I’ll be sure to hire you for future endeavors. Apologizes for the rough fights. From what I understand you saw our resident super hero.”
“Thank you for the cash, nobody dies today,” Mark replied jokingly as he got the money. “And yeah I ran into the Power Ranger, although damn he was different than most wannabe superhereos I encounter! He could regenerate from every wound he got, even getting his arm cut off a couple of times!” Mark exclaimed to the Pinsir. “But it’s weird, how can an Ampharos regenerate, they can’t have Regenerator as an ability, and even if he could have it, he kept regenerating too fast! Do you know anything about him?” Mark asked the Pinsir, trying to collect information to share with Ray.
“Well… he’s destroyed one of our arms shipments before. So I’ve had to deal with him. Now, I haven’t seen him myself, but my men have told me about his little regenerative factor. He seems to be targeting all of the mob groups, so I know he is not working for one party. If I do encounter him, I know a few ways of putting him down.”
Chung got up from his chair to pull over a dolly where a VHS TV towards his desk. “Anyway. You are good to go, and things are all set from here. Take care and thanks again.”
“Alright then, see you sometime later, Chung,” Mark said and walked out of Chungs office and headed to the airport to get back home, ‘I’ve become associates with a mob boss, and friends with a superhero…this is going to become a fun thing to watch!’ he thought to himself as he headed home.
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The Stinger
*phone ringing*
???: It’s me. Eri is contemplating an attack with Chung.
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???: Yeah she took the bate with the tape.
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???: No I didn’t intend on that. That’s just how I worded it.
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???: I don’t know. You mentioned Chung was willing to form an alliance if this happened.
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???: No no no. I was just surprised, that all.
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???: Very well. I’ll keep in touch.
*hangs up*
It has been a month since Roldabonz and Patton left Arcadium to try to help people affected by OPP. However they reached a wall with where to actually start with something“Both mons had not eaten anything at least a day and both were hungry.
Patton: Roldabonz. Do you have like any idea where to start investigating?Patton groaned, burring his face into his hands.
Roldabonz: Patton. It was your idea.
Patton: *sighs* What are we doing? We have not done anything in months. Nothing productive anyway. We mostly have been running around like jerk offs trying to find any leads on OPP, but we couldn’t find anyone or anything to connect them.
Roldabonz: Yeah, I’d hate to say it, but we have been hitting a wall.
Pras: I agree
Pras teleported in front of both mons startling both of them.
Roldabonz: Pras! What are you doing here?
Patton: Who?
Roldabonz: We go back.
Patton: You know a lot of people.
Pras: He does. And I just wanted to advise you two to get back to Arcadium and stop this OPP man hunt crap. You guys are too in over your head for now.
Patton: True but why do you say that.
Pras: I work there.
Patton snarls, lunging forwards at the gallade. Within second the gallade parry the lunging stab and delivered a drain punch chop to his neck, knocking him down.
Pras: Look. OPP is too big to fail, and if it is brought down, then several aspects of the company will be shut down and several people will get hurt. The real enemy is Vonnegut. He’s been our enemy for the longest time.
Roldabonz looks down sorrowfully. Thinking about Vonnegut, one of the few pokemon that can actually bring him to extreme anger. The ampharos clenched his fist in frustration.
Patton felt a similar sentiment. Given that he bred and brainwashed the bisharp to kill people before being “freed” he realized how much of a bastard Vonnegut is.
Roldabonz: That’s why I left Keenan’s group. They were just too radical and grudge driven to even think on that
Pras: That actually raises something I have been wondering. Where are they?
Roldabonz: They were killed by a friend. I’m sorry.
Pras: I’m sure you are. And I am sure that is true.
Pras helps Patton to his feet.
Pras: I do have a proposition for you two though.
Patton: Go on. *cough*
Pras: If I find anything on one of Vonnegut’s old labs or a current project that is bad, I will contact you two and tell you where to go. That way you two can maintain that super hero thing you had going on for a while. How does that sound?
Patton: I don’t know how-
Roldabonz: OK that works!
Pras: Great! Also nice name choice. The Red Beam is catchy.
Once Pras teleported out, Roldabonz fist pumped. His name was cool, and he just got confirmation on it. Patton just rolled his eyes, annoyed at the back tracking.
(Roldabonz and Patton are back at Bohemian Company)
Patton: So you actually are the one who took "Weather's" memories?
Roldabonz: Sort of. I took a middle section of his memories.
Patton: Middle section?
Roldabonz: His time at OPP. Evidently someone at OPP had mind wiped him in order to make him more submissive towards their programming, although apparently he was very rebellious during his captivity, according to an ally of mine. I also took his ability to use fire and dragon attacks, so that he does not accidentally use them without a full amount of control.
Patton: You think leaving him alive? What happens if he does get his memories of his time at OPP back? Even if you cripple some level of his full power he still has a plethora of other options.
Roldabonz: As I said; he won't. I have his memories stored somewhere he won't find them. Or anyone else for that matter.
Patton: One more thing. If you have known that OPP is a threat: why don't you try to do that Red Beam action on them?
Roldabonz: Because no matter what I had done in the past, I still failed several pokemon. I had realized it was a hopeless battle.
Patton: Oh and fighting the crime syndicate isn't?!
Roldabonz:...
Patton: Look. I see this as a potential way to blow the whistle on some of OPP's crimes. We don't even have to kill huge amounts of people.
Roldabonz: How about no one dies?
Patton:...we will see.
(Patton and Roldabonz are no longer available for asks)
