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pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 22:45 (10 Years ago)
	Banned because you haven't finished your signature. [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 22:34 (10 Years ago)
	9/10 Wuts wrong with veggies? [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 22:05 (10 Years ago)
	stupify-disturbed don't judge me its my angry music [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:38 (10 Years ago)
	[ok, just felt the need to point out the continuity errors you are creating. XD] [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:36 (10 Years ago)
	[i'm butting in again, but do you mean Camp Half-Blood? BEcause you said you were really far away. And there aren't gates] [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:35 (10 Years ago)
	"Hablas Espanol?" Waiter, there's a show in my soup! [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:34 (10 Years ago)
	"somebody loves you!" Waiter, theres chocolate in my soup! I told you I'm allergic to chocolate!" [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:33 (10 Years ago)
	RRUNN FOR COVAH!!!! "Waiter, why are you sitting in my soup? There a you in my soup!" [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:31 (10 Years ago)
	"Oh sorry, that's the soup the other guy didn't want." Waiter, there's a phone in my soup! [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:29 (10 Years ago)
	"sorry, in this universal plane gravity is included in all orders." Waiter, there's a cigar in my soup! [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:28 (10 Years ago)
	… but it ignores you and confuses itself... [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:27 (10 Years ago)
	"Do i have to say it again? No, That's a ditto." Waiter, there's a soup in my soup! and its the wrong kind of soup! [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:25 (10 Years ago)
	You said you wanted it. Waiter, there's a severed head in my soup! [Read more]

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Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 20:01 (10 Years ago)

Flare woke up to the pitter patter of rain on his face. He hurriedly found the blown away tarp and hung it back where it belonged, then used Sunny Day to get rid of the rain. We really need a new home. he thought. But it was no use. They would never be able to live in Sky Village. They were outsiders.

Flare looked over and saw Shade, still sleeping beside him. Flare launched a solar beam at him, narrowly missing but causing a loud noise.

Shade startled awake, then glared at Flare. "How many times have i told you not to do that?"

"Sorry, its just too fun," Flare said, launching another solar beam at the sky.

"You need to work on that. It's things like THIS that mean we can't live in the village!" Shade pointed at the distant village as he said this.

"Eh, whatever. I like living like this."

"That's because we've never done otherwise! Well, one good thing about this, we can interact with the village, and if we mess up, noone asks questions! You have those sleep seeds we found, right?"

"Sure. Why, you want one?"

"No, Flare, Why would i want one??? We're selling those at the shop and getting you more blast seeds. You go through those too easily. Maybe a reviver seed while we're at it."

"Ooh, ooh, ooh! Can we check the mission board?"

"Ugh… Fine… If you get to fore solar beam at other pokemon, will you please stop hitting me with it?"

"Sure, maybe…" Flare grinned devilishly.

"You never change," Shade muttered as they wandered over to the village.

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pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 19:42 (10 Years ago)
	[exactly. if you aren't in camp, you are both long dead from using that cell phone.] [Read more]

pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 19:41 (10 Years ago)
	[unfortunately, i have to bring this to your attention. You guys shouldn't have cell phones. By now, every monster within 100 miles has sensed you, ran over and killed you. Even in camp its an extremely rare thing to have a phone.] [Read more]

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Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 13:26 (10 Years ago)

Drake put away the ancient diary, discouraged. Yet again, he was not able to decipher anything. The one area where he had been making progress, the page was ripped out. That paper HAD to be the secret. Drake knew that this diary was write by his creator. As he set it down, his hand felt a bump in the wood of the chest. Why didn't he feel that before?

He put his hand on the bump and pushed slightly. Suddenly, the chest opened. Then, opened again. How had he not noticed the trap door before? It mist have been magically shrouded, otherwise he would have sensed it.

He looked inside the chest, and pulled out a piece of paper. Was it the page? He held it up to the diary, and fit it in. The page glued itself to the paper, and the letters started to move around the page, before settling in a different order. Drake straightened up, excited. Maybe now, he could take another shot at deciphering it.

Still nothing. Why nothing? After another hour of searching, he only had one thing. A number. Was this number a date? That couldn't be a date. If that was a date, then his creator wasn't human. Not even close. Was he THAT old? This, this was even before the time of the Origional Twelve!

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pretzel987 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 45	Posted: Mon, 09/02/2015 13:13 (10 Years ago)
	Suggestion? She's sort of like a pupil of yours. Might now work, just a suggestion [Read more]

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Posted: Fri, 06/02/2015 02:17 (10 Years ago)

Drake popped back into the ruins and saw that girl who fell into the portal. She looked like she was handling herself fine. He had been warned against interfering with things like this, so he moved on. He wandered over to a cabin that he lived in, and squeaked open the door. After checking that noone was in the cabin, he popped into the basement. He smiled to himself. Only someone with teleportation skill could get in here, let alone know is was there.

He walked over to a chest in the corner, unlocked it, and opened it. He reached in, and pulled out a Diary. He knew that this diary was important in some way, but he couldn't decipher it. He knew he had something to do with his past. When he came to in the ruins a century ago, he only knew three things: his memory had been wiped, he had powers over space, and the memory wipe was undergone by his own will. Not for the first time, he wondered what events occurred in his past that would force him to willingly remove his own memory. Only he knew how to do it, and only he knew how hard it was. A simple knock to the head wouldn't do it. No, his creator had been much more ingenious.

Wait.

Drake for a moment thought he remembered something. He strained his memory, but could not find what he was looking for. On that positive note, he sat down and opened the diary, hoping that maybe he could crack the code this time.

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Posted: Thu, 05/02/2015 14:23 (10 Years ago)

As drake popped into the dimension where his delivery was, he slightly grimaced with pain. Inter-universe travel was slightly harder than trans-universe travel, but he was improving. He remembered back when universe jumping was as natural as speech, but after undergoing the partial memory wipe, his powers had regressed slightly. He knew he was still a relatively new Warden, but he had been around for a while before. After all, he was artificial. His previous "owner" had a talent for breathing life into inanimate objects, until he disappeared...

Drake thought back to the deep past, once again wondering how old he really was. He had a stinking suspicion that he was even older than Raeyn, but he couldn't tell for sure until he found the man who made him. Which was why, after every job he did, he would spend a small bit of time exploring other universes, searching for that certain someone.

When he delivered the letter to the craftsman, he looked at it before responding to Drake "This is interesting…… There is another person, who this should be delivered to. He pulled out a large crate, and Drake's interest perked. He had seen this crate in this shop for many times, but never knew what was in it.
"Who should i deliver this to?"
you will know when you find them. They will be the only one able to open the crate…

[so im guessing this will be a plot device i just don't know what it is yet hence all the secrecy.]

Drake had just finished his last pending job, so besides from this strange crate hovering in the pocket of space behind him, he was free to go. He decided to return to the ruins the long way-hopping to a few new universes just to see if he could find anything of importance. On his fourth jump, he startled. There was a presence nearby, that almost appeared to be bending space. Wait no, bending time.

Drake scooted forward, masking his sounds with an air barrier. He saw a girl jumping from tree to tree, when suddenly a portal swallowed her. He ran up to the portal and put his hand to it, sensing that it led to a universe near the universe where the Wardens were. Universes were weird like that, they almost had "distances," where it was easier to create portals or personal travel (in Drake's case) the closer the universes were. Strange. He knew he hadn't accidentally created a portal. Did the high Wardens create it? If so, this girl was special.

[sorry if you consider that power playing. I just didn't really know where you were going with that, so i ad-libbed.]

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