dawn grandier
he/him/his
twenty-six
rocket boss
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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
DEFEAT
POSTED ON Mar 2, 2020 11:11:05 GMT
[attr="class","merkI"] [attr="class","merkpokesI"] a trio of silhouetted figures stood outside of league headquarters. hidden under a pall cloud that foreshadowed an impending doom. as the dark cloud cascaded over the building, the streets, and the trio that stood outside, eventually, it would pass. emerging from the shadow did one of the silhouettes do so, stepping into the moonlight that beamed down upon lilycove city. in his gothic appearance did cadis stand before the league headquarters not as a member, but an enemy. "where silas moved in droves, i prefer the subtle approach." examining the buildings exterior, cadis pondered, "had it always been this way? it looks...different through these eyes." under the guise of public persona he saw things much different compared to his true persona. "Remiel Calcifet...marcel maeda..." he'd turn to the duo, "i give you permission to be as loud as possible, but subtle as well. FERNANDO SILPH isn't a man you can just quietly approach, i'm sure he'll prove to be quite the difficult fighter." in the end cadis had no objection to how they were to approach their objective, as long as the valuable product was captured--be they tattered or maimed. "after we acquire what we've came for, let's be sure to leave them a 'thank you' letter. without them this would not have been possible, after all..." that's right, little did they know, "the chosen will help in calling upon the original one, if we wish to save this world we will have to cleanse ourselves of 'the original sin'." this was all for the survival of both humanity and pokemon alike. though, in due time, marcel maeda and Remiel Calcifet would come to learn the true (and new) purpose of rocket. someday they will come to understand just who cadis really is, and that day may just come sooner than expected. they would all soon enough come to learn just who they were following. a chatot latched onto a telephone line and watched FERNANDO SILPH from across it through his office window. the chatot would report fernando's current activities, movements, and position to cadis, @kay, and Remiel Calcifet. they were told by the human-speech mimicking parrot that nothing out of the ordinary was happening. good. it was time for electivire's turn, "electivire, are you in position?" the electivire, who, too, had an earpiece responded. the chatot would translate to cadis, "he's in position!" in an ecstatic tone. "do it," cadis ordered. the electivire, after having taken out security dutifully, would come to ignite the league headquarters circuit box with high voltage of electricity from its cords. this would cause a sudden power outage that would infect a large radius of some nearby buildings that were close to lead headquarters. with the power out, cadis would say, "this should buy us enough time before the power returns. meaning we only have thirty minutes to an hour to retrieve FERNANDO SILPH, we must work efficiently and effectively." it was time to stir up some noise, "now, you both may take the lead, my star leads."time to attack. [player]https://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_mavbt1i69W1qd9fwpo1.mp3[/player] notes: if you want a 'too long didn't read', please let me know!! i don't mind summarizing each of my post! :pog: [newclass=.merkI] width: 330px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #a3a3a3; padding: 20px; line-height: 12pt; margin-top: -10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkI b] color: #a695ca; font-size: 12px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI a] background: #2e2e2e; padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #252525; text-transform: uppercase!important; font-family: 'roboto'; font-size: 8px; font-weight: bold; color: #aaa; letter-spacing: 1px!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI img] padding: 0px 5px 5px 0px; background: #2e2e2e; border: solid 1px #252525; [/newclass]
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