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Post by Katse on Oct 13, 2007 11:51:26 GMT 10
The calm waves of the fresh water lapped gently at the soft shore. Night had fallen at Spring Lake. The reflections of stars danced on the water's rippling surface while a pool of white from the moon acted as their centerpiece. The area was almost doused in a white haze from the moon's light. Many Pokemon native to this part of Remoor were fast asleep at this late hour. It was the only time when they could truly rest from the relentless trainers that constantly fished them.
The glistening waters lightly ran passed a pair of two toed, cream lavender feet. A tall figure stood at the water's edge, violet eyes transfixed with the water's ballet that played before him. His thick, light purple tail was held casually behind him, not too high nor too low. He felt... humbled by the beauty of this place, which was very rare for the Lord of the Dark Realm. He hadn't seen such a place like this since Mt. Qeuena (sp?). It felt like so long ago. He began to ponder what it would have been like if was never disturbed by humans. Could he have lived peacefully with his first clones or would he have simply remained naive to the world around him and not truly satisfied?
Almond shaped eyes slowly panned over the scenery. They brushed over the now vacant small stand that sold fishing rods to whomever wanted to catch a water Pokemon here. The sight caused his thick brow to lower and his small, smooth muzzle to grimace in disgust. And just when he thought that there was a place unsoiled by the greed of the human race. The Pokemon here were probably disturbed at the hooks that constantly penetrated their lake, the traffic of impatient trainers flooding what should've been an untouched territory.
Would he really find another Legendary out here? Lately, Mewtwo had set his sights of searching for the Trio of Knowledge, Emotion, and Will. He had learned that they often took up residence in bodies of water, such as lakes. This place was more than likely highly populated during the day. Even with the use of his psychic powers, he couldn't precisely pinpoint any of their locations. Thus, he had to set out on his own. These trips were becoming especially frequent with the disappearance of Leeira, who was normally his scout. The Genetic Pokemon made a note to find another to take her place. Until he found one worthy enough, he had to take it into his own hands.
Mewtwo lifted his head slightly. All of his senses were alert. There had to be something of use around here. He would not like the idea of leaving empty handed. This plan of his was taking longer than presumed. His "warriors" seemed to be getting unwilling. If he stood any chance in this revolution, he would need the Legendaries' aid more than ever very soon.
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Post by Feather on Oct 13, 2007 12:26:44 GMT 10
A slight ripple began in the middle of the lake. Followed by a large plume of water, and tinkling laughter. The water fell back with a sound much like rain to the lake, rousing some of the hungrier water pokemon. Seconds later through the p;ume, a small creature barely over a foot tall was seen shaking her long pink eared head. Water seemed to roll off of her like oil.
"I haven't done that in SOOO long!" Emuri was glad that her brpther and sister went to bed early. Of course they usual had her locked in somehow, seeing as they didn't want to be looking for her in the morning. Of course the Pokemon of Emotion needed to branch out and talk to someone who wasn't going to admonish her for her behavior. Besides she missed her nice cool lake, and the few friends that had lived in it. She still regretted the fact that she had been the one to make them move.
Sensing something the golden eyed legendary allwoed her eyes to scan the banks of the lake. Not another human! No! Realizing that the tingle of a presence was coming from behind her she smacked both of her tails together and turned around. Both of her eyes widening at the sight of the Evil legendary standing there. Every creature knew the stories of his plans, but she had never seen him before. She was never allowed to go to the meetings while her brother claiemd it was because all three of them needed to be there she knew better. I am to disappointing to them. They wold never want their dear friends to see me.
Her voice shaking slightly Emurit offered a greeting. "he--llo there Mewtwo. Nice night we're having huh?" Realizing his eyes were elsewhere she followed the stare to the small shack. Those things made her so mad! Once when fury had been a prevailing emotion due to a nearby war between Pidgey's and Spearows she had ripepd one of those shacks aprt. Which in the end only attracted more humans to the place, they all wanted the pokemon pwoerful enough to blow a building to the ground, but dectourous enough to tie the fishing rods together, or at least what was left of them.
The odd thing was her emotions were nto effected at all b ythe ever calm mewtwo. Which left her dazed and confused--she was for the most part defined by others emotions. She didn't know (for the most part)how to feel on certain subjects. One of the subjects was humans, she hated them. Well most of the time a few had been interesting enough to follow around. Not to mention the occasional teenager was extremely entertaining to watch.
Looking down at her tail she managed to levitate up high enough to avoid the leaping Carvanha. "Sorry I woke you all--but I am not food! So please refrain from doing that!." grumpy and disappointed at the loss of a apparent meal the Carvanha swam down into the depths pf the still pond. Emurit didn't notice but in the moonlight the gems on her tails and foreheads had taken on a slight silver glow. Contary to their normal red one. I thought he never left the tower--- (PRE-SECOND HOM)
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Post by Katse on Oct 16, 2007 7:45:48 GMT 10
The new aged Legendary lifted his head in a perking motion at the sudden life that sprang into the waters before him. His eyes narrowed slightly as the sound of infectious giggling reached him. He couldn't help but think of a certain pink, cat-like child of a Pokemon at the high pitched chortles. The mere idea caused his three digit hands to tense slightly in the best fists he could form. This wasn't Mew, though. The mind waves that came from her gave Mewtwo a completely different "scent," if you will. Still, the Genetic Pokemon was never one to take lightly to bubbly attitudes and cheerful dispositions. Frankly, they only frustrated and annoyed him, though he didn't exactly know why.
The vibes he did receive from this Pokemon, though, did harbor similar commodities as another Legendary Pokemon. This is what caught Mewtwo's attention and kept him from up and leaving right then and there. He watched as the Pokemon of Emotion emerged from the lake, she being thoroughly excited with her little display. He should have expected such. Being the epitome of feelings, Mewtwo found it plausible for Emurit to show them at their extremes.
Mewtwo dipped his muzzle a bit closer to his chest at Emurit's reaction to spotting him, which nicely hid the slightest hints of a smirk on his thin lips. It looked like she was one of the many that respected, or more appropriately, feared him. This was a possible sign that she wouldn't challenge him. Would she side with him, though? Even with the information that he had gathered about this Legendary trio, he didn't know enough to determine whether this small Pokemon was sympathetic towards his cause or not. Well, that wasn't anything a mind sweep couldn't fix.
This idea was temporarily interrupted as Emurit summed up the courage to address him before he addressed her. Yes, that was brave on her part. Many stayed silence in Mewtwo's presence, afraid of what he may do to them if they so much as looked at him wrong. It may have seemed a bit of an over-exaggeration, but it did let Mewtwo know who was clever and who was foolish. He made no response to Emurit for her greeting and only gave a slow sway of his tail.
She seemed to avoid words after that, her gaze wandering to the Fishing Rod Stand and then back to the water. The Genetic Pokemon lifted his head just barely and stifled raising a brow as the awakened Pokemon thought of Emurit as a quick bite to eat. Well, she was relatively small. If she wasn't such a powerful Pokemon, she would be picked off easily.
Mewtwo listened intently to Emurit's apology to the other Pokemon. There seemed to be a split second glint in his eyes as an idea ran through his ever working mind. He stared long at the Emotion Pokemon and like how her jewels' colors changed in the current lighting, Mewtwo's eyes seemed to almost glow a very faint dodger blue. His head lifted as that smallest of smirks could be seen for a moment on his face, but quickly disappeared under his characteristic frown. "How much do you believe that you care for them," he suddenly asked with the utmost casualness. "The other Pokemon," he quickly and seamlessly elaborated.
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Post by Feather on Oct 16, 2007 11:01:36 GMT 10
Yet instead of dropping her gaze when she addressed him this time she managed to hold both of his. "Enough to know that this foolish act of humans is cruel and unjust, of course they are usual like that, foolish I mean." Most of it was muttered, her eyes narrowng at each word until they snapepd closed. Her voice was one of obvious annoyance, suffice to say when she was the represenatation of all the emotions she had a hard time disguisng them. of course the fact that she was so emotional made her someone that a boring day around was hard to find.
Telling and forthing her two tails to stop quivering, when her eyes had lsot her nervousness her tails had gained it. Through a bit of forcing, and almost making both tail s strangle the oher she manged to stop herself from quakking. Knowing that being out in the middle of the lake , at night, with creatures like Gyrados roaming udnerwater was a bad idea she decided to 'dock'. Underneath her body ,ripples eemed to appear,even though she flew feet above the waves, her flying form at the set of ripples epicenter.
This could be attritbuted to the way she flew. She didn't need a bubble to float, or to even expend much of her powers, just a burst of it every few mintues was enough to keep her in the air. Insteado f pushing her body up, she pushed down on the much easier to compress air, saving her energy, and a lot of headaches in the process.
Not wanting to be in easy range of Mewtwo the much more manueverable Emurit descended onto the top of the sturdy Fishing store. Her light wieght not even making the smallest creeak as she sat, small feet and tails overhanging the lip of the roof, and her eyes still fixed, curiouslly, and suspiciously on Mewtwo.
Why is he even talking to me, if I were him i would have squashed myself by now, no doubt I can get annoying While the Emotion pokemon could speak with the same cold voice Mewtwo did she had enough sense to not try to act like his lackey, although many of her thoughts(she didn't know hat)refleted his own, just not to the same level.
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Post by Katse on Nov 1, 2007 7:12:40 GMT 10
Emurit was getting bolder. Mewtwo could clearly see it in her body language, especially as she locked gazes with him. The increase in courage, however, looked minimal. It was for the better. Mewtwo had no desire to deal with a Pokemon that did not take him seriously. The notion was absurd! Who in their right mind would defy him? Well, there was one, but he preferred to not get into that subject. At least Emurit had some matter between her ears and chose to keep her distance.
The Genetic Pokemon perked lightly as the other murmured out her answer. He breathed out a barely audible scoff through his nose as an end of his mouth curled upward again. "Something we agree on,"[/i] Mewtwo commented with some slyness sprinkled over his usually monotone "voice". It was all he needed to hear. Finally, after tracking them down, himself, he had found another Legendary that at least somewhat saw the wretched humans in the same light he did. Now, if he could only sway her a bit more.
Mewtwo quickly took note of Emurit's attempts to hide any fear in her, like wringing her tails together. He gave no reaction to such, though. Violet eyes followed the fellow Psychic Type as she glided across the water's surface and towards the Fishing Rod Stand. Mewtwo only turned halfway to face her, his head craned to one side as he raised his muzzle. He watched Emurit silently for a few seconds as she settled atop the small building. While she stared down at him with growing suspicion, he stared up at her in an examining manner. It was like he was analyzing her by simply looking at her, though his almond shaped eyes didn't fully glow in symbolizing that he was using his powers in doing so.
"How far would you be willing to go for them,"[/i] he suddenly asked in the same tone as his first question, "and what few truly free Pokemon are left in this world? It is not only here that the humans are wreaking their ignorant havoc."[/i] He took a long pause as he awaited Emurit's answer, giving another gentle sway of his tail.
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Post by Feather on Nov 1, 2007 10:37:17 GMT 10
Emurit raised a eyebrow. This caused a entire row of her waddle like ears to raise as well, a odd habit she found extremely adorable, but just as hard to get rid of. "somewhere deep down even Alseus agrees on that point." Muttered the words merged together into a irritated stream, unintelligble, the anger was obvious though. Emurit didn't hate any specific human, just the actions of the whole race in general. They clogged the atmosphere, abused the natural beings of this world, and started wars.
Emurit couldn't help but observe Mewtwo in the same analyzing way. How had a clone of mew ended up ike this? Maybe they had obtained some piece of her she didn't want around, or maybe he had been cloned for her dark side only. Mew had to have one somewhere, everyone, even Alseus had one. Emurit's was out in the open for everyone to find, thus she was never really considered a thread. Everyone saw her as a anonmity, a comical ball of mood swings given a name and a body, sometimes she knew they were right. Other times she did rather spiteful things to get back at them, much like what she was doing right now, just by having this conversatin. Whether these were her opinions or Mewtwo's was hard to tell.
Golden eyes widened for a minute, someone actually cared? She couldn't do anything that mewtwo could? Why was he asking her? Ears slowly lowered until they were flat against her head. Her tails slowly stopped their frenzied dance and laid still against the fisher hut. "Depends on the situation." That was all she could say, if hr brother and sister found out she would be in for it.
"I know, they ruin ever--most anything they touch." Now annoyance was tinted with sadness. The pokemon could have sent the humans packing if not for the treachorous pokemon that had first betrayed their kind, and gave birth to the pokemon that started it all. "Not all humans are that bad, just the majority of the--" Remembering the stories of Mewtwo's life she paused, he probably wouldn't be able to comprehend that side of things. Whether he was a genius or not had nothing to do with his emotional capapbilties.
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Post by Katse on Nov 5, 2007 6:38:03 GMT 10
The Dark Realm Master was silent as Emurit seemed to be contemplating his inquiry. He could feel the slightest hints of impatience rising in him. He may have to keep up this front of his, but he would wait for the small Pokemon for so long. Mewtwo's head lifted as Emurit mumbled something, but he did not quite catch it. Half lidded eyes blinked once as they began to show curiosity.
There seemed to be a long silence between the two Legendaries. When Emurit finally gave him an answer, Mewtwo gave a barely noticeable nod. He listened as she went on. She was only giving herself away with each word she said, something that Mewtwo could use against her in the future. Even if Emurit refused, he would figure out a way to at least make her feel guilty of her foolish decision. It was only another shot in her foot when she even stumbled over her words for a second.
As soon as Emurit tried to redeem herself and say that not all humans were bad, Mewtwo's violet eyes narrowed dangerously at her. His head lowered and hunched over his posture slightly in a sulk. His thin muzzle gnarled into a grimace as he glared up at her. "And it is the majority that is the problem,"[/i] he picked up right after her words in a snapping, though still low tone. His three fingered hands twitched in a threat to form fists. How dare she say such a thing! She knew it was not true. Well, entirely true. To Mewtwo's memory, he had only experienced one sole act of human kindness. The boy that showed it, though, was incredibly rash and foolish. Other people the Genetic Pokemon that Mewtwo had observed or encountered were all the same. They were heartless, reckless creatures that took advantage of whatever they could get their hands on.
"The select few cannot compensate for the wrongs of an entire species,"[/i] Mewtwo commented dryly to both himself and the other Legendary. The Genetic Pokemon composed himself and stood upright, but his eyes were still narrow, contemptuous slits on his countenance.
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Post by Feather on Nov 5, 2007 6:52:56 GMT 10
Emurit blinked. They needed to be tested somehow, and she could feel anger and annoyance rolling of Mewtwo. Causing her to reply with calm and patience. "Well it depends on how you look at it--not all of us pokemon help the worl--d" That was stupid, very stupid, I am not talking to Mew...why'd I say that? He's one of them! Not to mention it was much to Alseus like to her, he had said something similiar a long time ago.
Tension rippled down her spine, and she laid both of her tail hands stark flat against the roof. Blue energy was already rippling off of the thin appendages. If worst came to worst she could blast a hole in the fishing shack and send herself tumbling into the hooks and rods. Of course this would hurt a ot less then a head on encounter with Mewtwo. He'd blow up the whole store ninny. Emurit couldn't think like that. If she did it would happen, or Mewtwo would get the general idea, which he probaly already had.
Her golden eyes were wider then usual as she listened to his next statement. Well it did make sense, but you couldn't condemn a species for the actions of a few! Then you might as well condemn all pokemon through the actions of Mewtwo and Darkrai!
The worst part was before the comment he had already been angered. Now she had gone and made everything worse. Compared to Mewtwo she was nothing, and useless. What use was the power of interpeting emotions! Especially when they were never your own!
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Post by Katse on Nov 12, 2007 13:15:50 GMT 10
A deep grimace gnarled Mewtwo's face as one of his eyes just barely twitched. With his head still lowered, it turned slightly to have a single, scrutinizing eye bore into Emurit. The clone's thick tail gave another lash and he felt his muscles tense underneath his short coat of fur. His frustration with the other Legendary was only rising. She did not understand the motives behind Mewtwo's supposed sadistic acts. Emurit was like so many he had encountered.
"And that would depend on what angle you look at, as well,"[/i] the Genetic Pokemon quickly and harshly interjected the second Emurit ceased her stuttered uttering. He lifted one of his two-toed hind paws and planted it back on the ground to increase the space between his feet. His movement was stiff and deliberate, however, only further demonstrating what was surging through the Tower Lord. "Pokemon have been able to live with their differences ever since the beginning,"[/i] he explained with anger rising in his tone, "man, however, have been choking this world for their entire existence."[/i]
Mewtwo took a long pause when he realized his telepathic "voice" was getting louder with each word that was thought. His almond shaped eyes lidded as he forcibly calmed himself. The thrashing movements of his tail slowed and it lowered a couple inches. He had to consciously catch himself before he let his genetically engineered temper get the better of him. The last thing he wanted was to do something rash and attract unwanted attention. At the same time, though, he did not want to drive certain audiences away.
Something dawned in the clone's mind, however, as he contemplated Emurit's words for a second time. His thick brow lowered over his shut eyes as he characteristic frown deepened. "You think that I am one of them," he inquired with a now level voice, "don't you?"[/i] As the more statement like question was asked, Mewtwo's eyes snapped up and went up to the Emotion Pokemon. He gazed at her with an emotionless face, seamlessly hiding his own feelings. At least, he would conceal them until he received a reaction from the other Legendary.
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Post by Feather on Nov 14, 2007 14:13:01 GMT 10
(OOC:I need to learn how to describe things, and the below post is BLECH)
Emurit was shocked that Mewtwo had seemed to complete overlook the connatotions of the sentence. A breath she hadn't realized was being held escaped in a hushed sigh from between her lips. Although her body posture remained rigid, her delicate fingers curled slightly at her sides. "Then doesn't that make all of us right?" So e hadn't tried murdering her yet, but with the lack of emotions boiling over she couldn't tell if rage was about to snap out. The lack of feed terrified her, iof only she could be that calm and collected.
She depended so much on her childish attitude, and emotional readings to get her out of out of hand situations that in instances of calm she was rather useless. At the second question her tongue turned into a glacial blob of flesh. When it finaly defrosted it turned into a trickling river of denail, and reluctant admittance. "Well i wouldn--no---well maybe." Then rather stupidly she did whatever she would have done with her elder brother. Of course he never had punished her, and he was not Mewtwo. She very slowly inclined her head.
Seconds later, calmy as if she was having a delightful conversation about the weather she elaborated on the nod. "Yes. I sorta meant it that way Mewtwo." Snake like-tails looped aroud themselves, in a very rebellious posture, seeign as her arms were to short to accomplish the job. Emurit had to hope that a show of guts would appease the psychic type, instead of backfiring and killing her. Of course from what she had heard about Mewtwo it would be the second, uicker option. The lord of the Shadow toer had tings to do after all.
In her mind the small pokemon heard the tension cracklting, and the lightning of a coming burst of emotion flashed through her mind, followed soon after by the thunderous crash of a conflict. I hate fighting, and he's him! Look what you did now,... Instead of being a conflict of mewtwo she was wresting with her own roller coaster emotions. Of course the stronger emotion usually won, but in this instance cowardice and hope were pretty much on the same level. Resulting in a dead lock, and a wilted, downfallen expression on the psychic types face. The tiniest hint of a smirk still picked at her thin lips however.
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