Thread: Pokemon HG/SS RP (Start-Up 100% certainly with sugar and love and a cherry on top!)

Deandre pondered the decisions for a bit, go straight to the gym? Or wait till morning..."We might as well check it out, its getting dark."

El Diablo nodded.

"Maybe we'll find some sexy shawties in there!" He said, and did a flying kick in. Inside, he was met with a cacophony of lights, a huge crowd of people dancing, in the center of them a man with sunglasses and a large red and white afro.

"Yeah! Watch this music fill my soul! Nothing's hotter than Miror B. on the dance floor!"

OOC: Eh, the group's invite only.

Alan leaped through the doorway after El Diablo. "Nice place."

OOC: Yeah, we kinda cant join the group without an invite ^^"

Deandre followed behind them in the nightclub. "How long are we gonna stay here"

"Hey!" The bouncer said, putting a hand on El Diablos shoulder. "You go in the club, your Pokemon stay outside. They can cause all sorts of trouble." The man said. He was very burly.

"Don't worry, we'll keep them safe!" Miror B. said. Suddenly, some rap music could be heard from far away.

OOC: Oh, okay, my bad. Sent everyone an invite.

"Sure, thanks, mister!" Alan said, handing over Murray's Pokeball to the man without a second thought.

(Sorry I've only posted like once, what did I miss?)

OOC: They headed to Cherrygrove, and stopped at a disco club called "Club Ludacris." Miror B is there. Also, the police tried to arrest Professor Saturo for kidnapping professor Oak.

"Move, bitch, get out the way." A man said, pushing the bouncer over before he could take Alan's ball. He was tall, with sunglasses.

"You took my club! You about to get run the fuck over!" The man said.

"Ah, Ludacris, baby, lighten up!" Miror B said, walking over to him. He then threw his drink in Ludacris' face, picked up the crate of Pokeballs the bouncer had confiscated, and ran out.

"Sorry, I gotta run! Thanks for the Pokemon!" He said.

(I'm just going to act as if my characters were there the whole time.)
Nina raised a brow as this whole event went on. She wasn't really much of a party person. But then she noticed that one guy run off. "Um..." she said looking over at Alan, "Doesn't that mean he has your pokemon?" Bridgette was outside, she, like her sister, wasn't much of a party person either, but she didn't even want to go inside. She watched Miror B take off. "What...?" she said tilting her head to one side. "Abra," her pokemon muttered to her in agreement.

Brian was outside with Bridgette as well, but he was further away from the club and the road, looking about for pokemon.

(I'm just going to act as if my characters were there the whole time.)
Diana raised a brow as this whole event went on. She wasn't really much of a party person. But then she noticed that one guy run off. "Um..." she said looking over at Alan, "Doesn't that mean he has your pokemon?" Bridgette was outside, she, like her sister, wasn't much of a party person either, but she didn't even want to go inside. She watched Miror B take off. "What...?" she said tilting her head to one side. "Abra," her pokemon muttered to her in agreement.

Brian was outside with Bridgette as well, but he was further away from the club and the road, looking about for pokemon.

"Outta the way, bro, I gots to go!" Miror B said to Brian. He was now on a moped and nearly ran him over.

Deandre ran out of the night club panting, and looked at Brian "He stole all those people's pokemon in there" Deandre exclaimed.

OOC: Naw, he's still got his Pokeball.

Originally Posted by Heroic Sociopath

"Move, bitch, get out the way." A man said, pushing the bouncer over before he could take Alan's ball. He was tall, with sunglasses.

"Hey, come back!" Alan called after Miror B, as he escaped with the Pokeballs.

"Bitch better run he fuckin' stole my club!" Ludacris said. El Diablo chased after him, into an abandoned warehouse.

"Go! Ludicolo!" Miror B. said, and threw two balls at once, two Ludicolos emerging. "I can't go to prison! I'm far too gorgeous!"

Deandre was trying his best to keep up with Miror B. running as fast he could. "If you dont want to go to prison, you shouldnt have did what you did. Deandre took out a pokeball, My first Pokemon that my father gave me... "Go old friend!" Deandre yelled as he threw the pokeball in the air, and out the pokeball was a Charmander.