Disrespect (Mission)

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Disrespect (Mission)

POSTED ON Jul 13, 2019 18:32:33 GMT

After the disaster in Verdanturf, as well as what played out in Fallabor, it seemed that Team Rocket was no more. Dorian, having barely managed to escape Verdanturf Town himself, made a scramble to gather what he could from their territory, before going underground. As far as the Mad Dog of Rocket knew, the failed power play was the end of Team Rocket, with Silas' life, as well as the freedom of several Rockets of various ranks, being the price they all paid in the end.

So why were these punks claiming to be Rocket, and making trouble for those moving back into Slateport? Dorian had heard the news that groups of delinquents were claiming to be with Team Rocket. All the while, they performed like any other group of street punks, rather than acting like proper Rockets. Wanting to get to the bottom of this, Dorian took a risk, and made his way back to Slateport, taking a massive risk in the process.

Dorian wasn't a complete fool, despite what his reputation might suggest. The Mad Dog would, as always, would disguise his scarred face with a combination of artificial skin, and makeup, over the burned bit of flesh. From there, the man, looking rather normal, and with a black wig covering his blonde mop of hair, would go on to gather information about the punks claiming to be Rocket. He would even pay witness to a mugging conducted by these so-called Rockets on a stall vendor, an opportunity that allowed him to stalk them back to their hideout, one of the abandoned warehouses that had yet to be touched by the League.

Armed with his information, Dorian would return upon sundown, garbed in his usual attire, albeit with his prominent scar still covered up. His favorite pipe was in hand, Smoochie Duckie by his side. But as he made his way over, he would spot someone coming towards the warehouse as well, a familiar face.

'What's he doing here!?', Dorian thought to himself, shocked at the man's presence.

tags: @kingsley
notes: What are these punks doing!?

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Disrespect (Mission)

POSTED ON Jul 14, 2019 11:40:49 GMT

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For a man on a task that is less than hospitable, Kingsley's smile is easy, posture relaxed. His Froslass follows at his side, breath coming out in small clouds of white in spite of the warmth of the evening.

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The order is simple: take out a small group of people claiming to be Rocket. Kingsley declines being given help. This is the sort of thing he's good at and more people will only make it more difficult. Skadi is more than enough to take care of the imposters.

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He thumbs at a pack of cigarettes in the pocket of his jeans. After. All the more reason to keep this quick and simple.

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Kingsley stops before the warehouse and gives the area a brief look around. His eyes stop on a figure, shadow stretched far behind him, head bathed in the warm glow of a setting sun. In the interest of looking harmless, he unpockets the cigarettes and plucks one from the carton. Kingsley sets it between his lips and moves to light it.

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Mad Dog of Rocket

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Disrespect (Mission)

POSTED ON Jul 29, 2019 3:46:15 GMT

Dorian watched the familiar looking man as he lit up a cigarette. Dorian, too, would pull out a cigarette, his Magmar letting out a quick puff of fire in order to light the cigarette for his master. "Thank you.", he'd tell Smoochie Duckie, taking a drag of the cigarette, looking to the black-haired man, and looking back to the warehouse that those punks held themselves up in. At this point, loud music was blaring from within the warehouse, a party was clearly going on.

Dorian finally made his move, marching over to the warehouse, the old Magmar trailing behind him as they made their way over. Dorian nodded to the Magmar, giving him permission to use Flamethrower in order to melt a hole in the warehouse wall. Those inside would not immediately notice one of the walls melting to form a hole, being too busy partying. Finally, one of the thugs would turn around and take notice to the fact that a hole was in the wall, and a figure in a top hat, wielding a sizable pipe, was on the other side.

"Who the fuck are you!?", the drunken thug asked the man, who marched in through the hole. By this time, the rest of the thugs had taken notice, fumbling for their Pokeballs, or whatever weapons they had on hand.

"Watch your language, boy!", Dorian reprimanded the boy. "I'm here because you boys claim to be Team Rocket. Is that true?", he'd ask.

"Yeah, and you just fucked up, old man!", the drunken thug blurted out, sending out a Golbat.

"That so?", Dorian asked him, his Magmar stepping out in front of him. "Because I can tell you right now, Rocket's dead!", he'd call out to the boy.

"You're gonna regret those words, freak!", the drunk bellowed out, the others sending out their own Pokemon.

tags: @kingsley
notes: Let the action begin!

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POSTED ON Jul 29, 2019 12:10:45 GMT

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Bright eyes follow the figure as he saunters into the hide out. Kingsley takes a drag, lets the smoke stream from his lips like a dragon's breathing, and sighs. He does not understand people's need for dramatic entrances and creating statements where there needn't be one. Priam, too, is victim to this sort of self-indulgent behavior. Kingsley likes his affairs to be simple and quick. He walks in and he leaves and no one is the wiser for it.
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Ambling over to the melted hole, Kingsley traces his fingertips along the very edge. Here is evidence. Proof of something having happened. He takes another drag and listens to the ruckus inside. Rocket is dead. He snorts, smoke spilling from his nostrils as he steps through the hole and leans next to it.
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He palms a pokeball from his pocket and tosses it into the air before catching it. He stays where he is, so far unnoticed as all the attention diverts to the stranger. Kingsley drops the cigarette to the wood floor and crushes it under heel.

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Disrespect (Mission)

POSTED ON Aug 31, 2019 13:38:09 GMT

Dorian's icy blue eyes burrowed deep into the group of hoodlums before him. As they brought out their Pokemon, which consisted of Koffings, Rattata, Ekans, and other such standard fair for Rockets, with the occasional evolution, Dorian stood his ground. These punks were obviously the bottom of the barrel in the organization, if they had ever been in the organization. People like him, who reveled in the lack of humanity that characterized Silas' leadership of Rocket. Unlike him, didn't truly respect the upper echelon, only being kept in line with fear.

Even though Silas was dead, and, to his knowledge, Rocket was disbanded, Dorian was going to teach them a lesson they would never forget. Silas' punishment for their foolishness.

"Lava Plume!", Dorian called out.

The Magmar raised up his arms, before summoning a column of fire into the warehouse. Soon, the flaming column would envelop the Pokemon brought out by the grunts, the sheer power of the attack consuming the various weak among the group, and gravely wounding those few strong enough to withstand the attack. The various punks, watching as their numbers advantage was burned away before them, all attempted to flee, their drunken anger and bravery giving way for sobering terror.

Dorian would 'casually' toss a Pokeball the way they were running, bringing out a violent-looking Emboar, who blocked their path, punching a fist into an open palm as a threatening gesture to the runts.

"I watched the Boss die, and with him, Rocket itself! I will not allow a group of punks like you to tarnish the memory of Team Rocket!", Dorian declared to them.

"W-who the fuck are you!?", the leader of the ragtag group of thugs asked Dorian, clearly terrified of the man.

"Me? I'm nobody now.", Dorian told them, before peeling off a patch of fake skin around his eye, revealing the hideous burn scar that marked the man out to the world. "But before the Death of Rocket, I was their Mad Dog.", Dorian told them, glowering at the group. "So to see you fools insult Team Rocket like this, to insult the memory of the Boss, is unforgivable!", Dorian barked out to the group.

tags: @kingsley
notes: Here, have some intimidation on a massive scale.

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POSTED ON Oct 18, 2019 16:49:26 GMT

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Flames snap to life, coloring the room in bursts of red and yellow. In the midst of chaos, Kingsley watches. He thinks. His thoughts fragments of a photo: how does he turn this situation into his to control? By all accounts, the Mad Dog has taken care of this problem for him -

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And in its place, created another.

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The old rocket is dead. Dorian is a ticking bomb left behind, hidden underneath the dirt for someone else to step on. It's easy to leave him where he is now that Kingsley knows, but someone else - someone else could find him. And then what?

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(The pokeball lands heavy in his palm. Fingers wrap tight around it.)

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Before things have a chance to calm, smoke fills the room, bathing everything in a hazy shadow. What fire remains distorts, turned gauzey as if looking through textured glass.

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"I think you've had your fun," Kingsley drawls. Fire sizzles, simpers, dies underneath a torrent of water. His greninja darts about until each flame is diminished. "What a mess. I wonder what the police are going to say when they see this."

[break][break]

Kingsley's shadow is tall and straight and sharp. Something smaller, rounder, clings to his side.

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GRENINJA USED SMOKESCREEN [break]
? IS IN EFFECT FOR 5 TURNS

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