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[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel
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Current Day: Sunday , Beginning of the Flower Festival

[Image: Celadon_Skyline.png]

Hustle, bustle, and good cheer all around! Celadon City was in full swing and perfect sync, as everyone, from the cutest of children to the burliest of men, prepared for the coming Flower Festival. Vendors and entertainment venues were being set up in the streets, food stalls were already up and cooking delicious, sumptious fare for the growing crowds, and foriegners have already begun pouring in and booking their stay. Erika, in her ever classical and tasteful kimono , was wandering the streets with her acolytes , supervising and overseeing the setup of the event to make sure that, like every other year, the festival was going to be a smashing success, for both the city and the Gym. Every so often they would stop and place some gorgous flowers they had on hand, straight from the carefully tended gardens of their gym, adding more color and a characteristic floral aroma to the streets to Celadon. Everyone was smiling and having a grand, gay old time, as they all awaited Monday for the Flower Festival to truly begin.

Well, not everyone. As the old saying goes, 'Where there is good, their is always evil.'

[Image: FL_Rocket_Hideout.png]

On the surface, the Rocket Casino seemed to be a legal, if somewhat fiscally minded, operation. The roulette machine where lined up aside and against each other, with a good two dozen people or so crowding around the machine and pouring their hard earned money (and in some cases, savings) straight down the drain. Every so often their was a flashing of lights and a catchy jingle playing, signifying that someone had won it big on the reels, but by and large people that came in here walked out with only the cloaths on their back. Its was a festive place with an exerlerating atmosphere, but it hide a dark secret.

Music: Team Rocket Hideout

If one were to check behind the poster and press the conspicuous button there, they would find their way down a set of stairs, and into the bowls of the true operation of Rocket Casino: Team Rocket's Hideout. Grunts were milling around the place, carrying shipments of Pokémon, lugging around important objects or paperwork, or just patrolling the base like any proper mobsters. In one case, a Rocket was trapped in the spin tile maze, swearing profusely as he was spun around while his friends nearby took bets on how long it would take for him to get out of their. In the barracks, some grunts were snoozing away from a long and hard night shift, while others got up and prepared for another day in their life of crime. A couple of groups were in the communal gym, training both their Pokémon for their future role in thievery and honing their own physical conditions, though some had less success than others, judging by how one Grunt's Ekans managed to tie itself into a knot trying to follow his master's orders...

Like in the city above, everyone was getting ready for the Festival, but they were not there to contribute anything to it. Quite the opposite, as a matter of fact. Every Rocket was getting into gear as they received their orders for tomorrow, as each and everyone got ready to do their part to profit from the Flower Festival as possible, both legally and...less than wholesomely.

One grunt in particular, though, was not among his peers in the gym, communiary, barracks , or walking the floor, though. No, he was deep, deep down in the Hideout, on the bottom floor only the most senior Rockets or Executives called home. In an office guarded by two particularly muscle bound thugs, stood Reiner. He was called their by his Boss for a 'Performance Review' , something that usually meant that a Grunt was going to get his legs broken and tossed out onto the street, if he was in a good mood. Usually, the Boss wasn't, so other things happened. Unspeakable things. You had an inkling, though, that your card wasn't going to be punched in today

Sitting on a luxerous couch, sat your Boss, Giovanni. Not that anyone called him that around here, least they face disciplinary action for not showing the proper respect he deserved, but that was besides the point. He's been staring at you with that impenetrable expersion on his face, peering into your eyes to see if you would break under the strain of his command. Seeing you stare right back at him with a stoic yet somehow fierce expression on his face, though, eventually caused him to crack a small smile, and motion for them to sit in the chair across him.

"Take a seat, Reiner. Sorry to keep your waiting, but I was just...caught in a daydream. Yes, a beautiful daydream." Giovanni took a bottle of what looked like some mighty expensive scotch and pour himself two glasses, handing one to you as he began to idly sip on his, swirling his glass around to catch the light in the amber liquid. "Do you have a idea why I called you here today? I know your curious, so feel free to voice your concerns."

(Time for you to properly introduce your character, Dragonstrike!)
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.

Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!

Heart Phantom is my OTP~ Heart

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[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel - by Lord Windos - 07-24-2017, 08:04 PM

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