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Post by Nicholas Santos on Jul 28, 2011 16:58:29 GMT -5
It had been a wonderful day, in which Nick couldn't help but wander towards the Abandoned Clock Tower. It was something to do, and it didn't seem to bother him too much with the fact that the pokemon here seemed to want some fun. Everything would be cool if he could get one more pokemon, seeing that it would be good for the two pokemon he already had. The inside of the tower was always something he liked, since the day that he got to the school, and this was one of many that he had done to come and see the inside.
Soon enough, Nick was standing at the base of the long stairway, noting that it went a long way up. By this time, he had at least let out one of his pokemon, Napoleon the Sandile. It would be good to get more accustomed to the pokemon, seeing that this pokemon was his first pokemon obtained at the school. Seeing that it was easier said than done, he couldn't help but think of other things that might have been better, seeing those he loved watching him going and taking on challenges at this school to learn. It wasn't too bad, and he'd hope for things that would be great to have along with being here.
Sounds all over the place made it hard to tell if the building itself was shifting or not, but that didn't bother Nick. It was just one of those things that made it a little easier to think that at least a pokemon might be nearby. Nick started up the stair, Napoleon right behind him, making his way up the stairs with a smile on his face. He wasn't scared, nor would he if someone else was here with him, crying because it seemed that something would break. He would probably try and comfort the person, but at the moment, he was just pleased to be here, no other worries to be touched as he went.
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Post by fauna ☀ on Jul 28, 2011 18:07:30 GMT -5
A WILD YAMASK HAS APPEARED ! 
MALE. FIVE. MUMMY. GHOST.
ASTONISH - PROTECT - DISABLE.
the abandoned clock tower was awfully gloomy. especially when it rained or was foggy. the yamask enjoyed when it was like that. it made him feel scary and positively frightening. he was patrolling his section of the clock tower. the pokemon that lived around these parts were all devilishly deceitful. and very possessive with territory. all ghost pokemon were taught from a young age that you never let someone walk past without giving them a good scare. he normally enjoyed floating aimlessly around outside. but there was an intruder nearby. and it was heading for the clock tower's insides! the ghost type peered innocently through the window and locked it's focus on the sandile perched on the floor.
the duo began to climb the stairs. the boy took one step and looked back to check on his pokemon. the yamask quickly ducked out of site and hovered over towards the other side. the yamask was holding a simply designed stone face which was from its kin's time as a human. it had been bred and had hatched from its egg as a yamask. though sometimes there were visions from a human perspective. it never truly questioned the origin of the mask, but it had been obvious that you don't ask a question like that. it's long, tendril-like limbs clutched the stone without problem.
red beady eyes followed the pokemon and trainer until he felt it necessary to strike. ho flew up towards the top of the tower. it's beady yellow eyes staring unblinking at the broken clock for a moment more before speeding inside. it circled the top of the structure for moment before speeding down to meet the intruders. with eyes only for the sandile, the little yamask hissed. "yamask, yasmask, mask!" it cried, narrowed its eyes. he then zipped forward to scare the crocodile-looking pokemon in an astonish attack. that would show these two that the abandoned clock tower wasn't there's to explore!
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