(ACE) The OLIVINE Team

“I don’t mean to be pushy or anything, but I think we should keep moving. Just cause all seems quite, doesn’t really mean it will be for long.” Staccato nodded eagerly at the thought of moving away from this lighthouse. The entire place seemed way too quiet for his liking; the Chatot very much preferred ticking clocks and background noise filling in the empty spaces in his thoughts. Swinging his tail feather like a metronome, the Music Note Pokemon clucked his tongue to gather everyone's attention.

"I think I have a place where we can go," he began, hopping in a circle around his cohorts. "Just outside of Olivine, there's this place I remember called the Battle Frontier. It has numerous buildings that are perfect for hiding, and if we're lucky, supplies needed to survive." Staccato stopped his circling, peering into their eyes- with the exception of Ven. Mist's eye that was filled with courage as well as despair, Seion's eyes steadied with quiet support, Mel's eyes with glee and something hidden, and Ven's outlandish voice speaking out their thoughts.

"But... we go as a team. If anyone has anything on their minds, say it now or forever," Staccato chuckled at the irony of his words. "Or forever rest in peace."

Ven nodded to Staccato's statement agreeing easily with the bird, in truth any other way they might choose could lead them to a cave or the ocean. He'd rather not after the stuff they'd already gone through.
"I dun't zee any bett er option" the zubat said stretching out his broken wing.

(short post is short =.=)

“I don’t mean to be pushy or anything, but I think we should keep moving. Just cause all seems quite, doesn’t really mean it will be for long.” Mist nodded. "R-Right..." she agreed.

"I think I have a place where we can go, just outside of Olivine, there's this place I remember called the Battle Frontier. It has numerous buildings that are perfect for hiding, and if we're lucky, supplies needed to survive." Mist listened carefully. She remembered the battle frontier. She remembered the days when she would go with her trainer to the Battle Castle, beating trainer after trainer until they fought that Valet, Darach.

"But... we go as a team. If anyone has anything on their minds, say it now or forever. Or forever rest in peace." She gave a small laugh. "I dun't zee any bett er option" She nodded.

"I-I'm in. There's l-lots of berries there th-that they used to sell. Also tons of accessories... B-But..." she paused. "It's the Battle Frontier. Th-the place where lots of st-strong Pokemon go to show their might. If there's i-infected there, th-they will definitely be s-strong." she gave a mischievous smile however. She knew her own power.

"Just a quick warning for all of you."

(( I can't think of anything to put. Just say Seion agreed with there plan to go to the Johto Battle Frontier. ))

Swimming Apocalypse swam the great see of the world, until he reached the shores of Olivine, where he decided to to flop around to find some food. He saw a lighthouse with some infected on the ground around it. Maybe there was living inside they couldn't handle, maybe they're still in there for him to kill and eat. Swimming Apocalypse was a stubborn fish, always thinking he can take on everybody when really he couldn't even kill a Ditto copying him. The stupid fish went inside to discover a group of infected inside, all for him to think he'll have a big meal tonight.

"FOOD!" He jumped and nibbled with his gummy mouth on all of them, leaving no markings of harm what so ever. Swimming Apocalypse used his Splash attack to weaken them, with alsono effect. "Yes, tremble in fear of the great Swimming Apocalypse!"

[er... writer's block... D: Just say that Staccato heard something from above]

"Yes, tremble in fear of the great Swimming Apocalypse!"

Ven looked up, his expression confused and bewildered. Which was hard to do without eyebrows. He recognized the figure and flapping of a magikarp. There had been plenty in his home cave and the ones that where just cowards waiting to evolve where probably his preferred form of this pokemon. The type that actually tried to fight where annoying, and would just splash up and down trying to attack the zubats with their useless attacks while the bats where on the ceiling.
Zubat had yet to see either of them evolve into a gyrados so neither method worked very well.
The zubat looked around he seemed amused by this more then afraid.
"You guys hear that?" He asked.

"Yes, tremble in fear of the great Swimming Apocalypse!" Mist snarled. "Are. You. Kidding. Me." she hissed, looking up. "You guys hear that?" Mist frowns. "How can you not hear that ruckus?" she asks quietly, as the Magikarp landed on her tail. She wiggled a bit at the Splash attack.

She turned to face the Magikarp, baring her fangs. "What do you want, runt." she hissed, glaring at him.

Seion stared at the Magikarp, a grin pressed on his face as he tried not to laugh at the fish for trying to act tough, when it couldn't even do anything. He turned around he looked off to where the battle frontier was. He looked back at his new companions. "Just leave the fish, its to weak to do anything let alone try and hurt us." Seion didn't care if the others didn't like his bossiness, he just wanted to get a move on before the sun was completely gone from the sky.

While attacking, SA overheard their conversation about a new area with stonger infected, and stopped. "Stronger foes! Sounds like you all need my help." He also heard something about a strange noise. "Come on lets go find whatever that noise is, and let me show you what I can really do." After saying such powerful words, they couldn't follow up with his embarasing looks and actions.

This was getting way out of hand. This... Swimming Apocalypse decided to spring out of nowhere, bruised and a little scary with its unblinking eyes. I'd normally eat your kind but... The Chatot tweeted a short note, his confusion of the situation settling down. We need to get away from this place as soon as possible.

While the others speculated at the Magikarp's ridiculousness with varying opinions, Staccato scooted closer to the thing. When it started babbling on about 'what he can really do', the Music Note Pokemon glanced back at his teammates, before turning to SA. "Come here, Magikarp, I'm not gonna eat ya," the Chatot muttered, attempting to hold onto to the slippery scales of the fish.

"Look, Swimming whatever-it-was, we're trying to get away from the danger at this lighthouse, not try to beat it up. We're planning on going to a place that might be a little tougher, but it most likely has prizes we can reap." Finally latching onto the tail of the fish, Staccato lifted it up into the air with a few flaps of his wing. "I guess we have no choice but to bring you along..."

Ven chuckled happily at the thing. It was an amusing prospect which he really wished he could see. When Mist turned around to snarl at the thing Ven playfully swatted at it.
"I zha'll battle the apocalypze! 'or I am Ven thee Nightbat!" He laughed and rolled off of Mist. When the magikarp attacked him he simply used Wing Attack on it, not really seeing why he shouldn't. But something did result from this, he felt a strange power surging through him and he jumped off of Mist.
"Vhat the...?"
His senses where enveloped in the power and he felt himself grow and get bigger and something else happened he felt something forming on his head. He cringed in pain as the new appendages where formed. Ven used his wings to cover his painfilled head, being aware of some sort of light. Wait light? Since when had that ever been relevant? He could hear more now, his senses had been fixed. Ven didn't feel the scratch on his head anymore.

Did I just evolve? Shouldn't I have eyes now? he thought. He turned his head left and right all was dark.
Well maybe you should try opening them....

The golbat blinked and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a large pretty 'purple' pokemon with a scarred eye.
"Meest?" he asked.
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"Just leave the fish, its to weak to do anything let alone try and hurt us." "Mist go easy, it's just a Magikarp, won't do much damage to us..." The Arbok scowled. She was just finished killing an infected Ditto, now there was a undead Magikarp trying to kill them. This was really not her day.

"Look, Swimming whatever-it-was, we're trying to get away from the danger at this lighthouse, not try to beat it up. We're planning on going to a place that might be a little tougher, but it most likely has prizes we can reap. I guess we have no choice but to bring you along..." Mist was about to retort when her mind began to yell at her. 'Think about the advantage you overgrown snake! If we can befriend a undead Magikarp, then it may be on out side when it evolves! An undead Gyarados on our team, just think about it! Don't throw this chance away!' Mist frowned, but kept quiet.

Then Ven began to 'fight' with it, and she gave a hearty laugh. It looked funny, nothing was really happening. All the sudden, Ven began to glow. "Vhat the...?" Mist's eyes widened. 'Is Ven.... Evolving?' she thought, watching. He was, and the evolution finished and he became a Golbat.

He had eyes now, and he carefully opened them. She smiled happily, glad that her friend had evolved. "Meest?" She nodded. "Yep. Congratulations on evolving!" she grinned.

SA heard the bird talking to him about going to a new area with rewards and stronger opponents to face, and bringing him along with them. He turned flopping up and down happily at the news. "Tougher enemies. Prizes! Sounds like a dream! I never thought I'd be friends with... such... delicious... meat." He shook his head, snapping out of his fantasy and back to talking with them. "Well come on. The sooner we go the better."

But before anyone could respond to that, SA was struck by a powerful force of wind onto the wall by the bat creature. It then started to glow, changing its shape to something more fearful. "Ha! So strong even interacting with me makes you stronger."

One bright flash later, an awkward Magikarp the next, and their small group was staring at a Golbat, looking around with confused eyes. Congratulations were immediately given, and Staccato joined in the praises. "That's awesome, Ven! How's it like being able to see?" Clucking his tongue in pleasure, the Chatot knew he would never learn the joy of evolution, but for the moment, this one event was enough to brighten his spirits. If the epidemic were to stop, more happy times like this could happen.

"Ha! So strong even interacting with me makes you stronger." Staccato snorted mid-flight as he carried the Magikarp higher into the air, possibly a feet between the orange fish's mouth to the floor. This little guy has guts... maybe we can eat him? The Music Note Pokemon shook his head with that stupid thought- everyone knew that a Magikarp's scales were unimaginably thick.

Flying to the door, he turned to the others. "Let's get a move on then, shall we?"

(Suffering technical difficulties, please continue without me)

"How do you... Evolve?" Mist cocked her head to the side. 'She doesn't know how to evolve?' she wondered, curious. "Um, w-well... When you train a lot, and you get s-stronger, sometimes you evolve." She explained.

"Let's get a move on then, shall we?" The Arbok perked up and nodded, following the chatot.

[OOC: Sorry for short post, not much to say..]

The Seviper followed the Chatot without much word, slithering along as if there wasn't a care in the world, like the infection was a simple cold that would soon pass.
The city was bleak and lifeless, just like it was when he first got here before he met the pokemon in the lighthouse. The Zubat managed to evolve into a Golbat, but he didn't pay any mind to it, as fascinating as it was. Like some pokemon, he would never feel the effects of evolution, his species was one that could not, like the Zangoose and Absol evolution was not one he had to worry about. He didn't care much for change, be preferred things stay the same, though that never stopped him from thinking of what he mite become if he ever could evolve.

He looked back at the others before back to in front of him. He started to think that maybe the Chatot was the leader of the group since it had almost all the answers, or maybe this group was without one. "So may I ask who is in charge of your little group?" He asked as he looked back at the Arbok and Golbat. Hoping to know if this was a group that had one, or without. Ether worked for him, if the group had a leader he would probably still do what he pleased.

Someone should kill the Magikarp, as Machunine is now banned.

"So may I ask who is in charge of your little group?"

... What? Staccato gently laid Swimming Apocalypse (oh, for the love of Arceus, what were they supposed to do with this little tyke?!) on the ground, eying it carefully. Don't jump off too far. He warned the Magikarp silently, turning back to the conversation. Everyone glanced at one another with uncertainty, until Mel piped up that of all the Pokemon here, it was he whom was the leader. "Oh no, no, no! Really, I barely got out of the fight we had in that lighthouse," the Chatot winced slightly, the hideous three-talon scar across his back twinging with hurt at being mentioned. "I don't think I'd be the real leader of our team, in any case."

Clucking his tongue in thought, he looked at all the members; there was Ven, the Golbat whom was still adjusting to sight. There was Mel, the innocent little Vulpix that she was... Faux... The Chatot was starting to believe he had grown a soft spot for Vulpixes. Glancing towards the two snakes, Seion and Mist, he thought they'd be rightful candidates as leaders. Mist was definitely strong, if only her reluctance didn't stop her. Seion himself seemed very mysterious in his past and his commitment, but Staccato was pretty sure he could hold his own easily in battle.

The Music Note Pokemon landed softly, preening his feathers as he looked out into the city. It was only a few hours after he'd arrived here in Johto and after his trainer was brutally murdered that he landed in the lighthouse and met Ven. "I barely know the actual surroundings of Johto itself." Staccato glanced at their misfit group, different Pokemon with different backgrounds. They were forced together in the worst of circumstances, yet they stood as a band, preparing for even the worst to come. The Chatot smiled softly. "Let's just work as equals. We'll talk things through before making a final decision."

The bird Pokemon tweeted a quick note, scraping his talon along the hard cement ground. Equals. We work as equals.

Ven was drinking in everything every color, every shade, the fading light, every sight he could. As his friends started speaking he looked towards them with wide eyes matching there voices with their bodies. Mist the pretty 'purple' creature with a scratch over her eye, Staccato was 'blue' and 'black' with feathers and some weird symbol on his head, Seion black too and a snake like Mist, Ven tilted his head, Melanie was red with alot of fluffy tails at her back and a 'green' thing around her neck. The newly evolved golbat wondered what he looked like and wether or not he could fly again. He looked at his broken wing, it didn't seem too hopeful. He looked around again amazed at all the little things in the world he had missed, every blade of grass fascinated him, the crumbling buildings which probably made the others depressed made him amazed, with his sonar he'd never been able to see these little details.
Needless to say Ven wasn't focused on what was going on in the conversation at all. More amazed with the sunset and the pretty clouds. When he finally did start listening all he heard was that magikarp. Ven looked towards it as it flapped around shouting death threats, he enjoyed the pretty scales that changed colors in the sunlight but he also heard how loud it's shouts where. And he felt something else, infected, with their scents and groaning how could he not? Just because they where undead didn't mean that they couldn't hear though and this little fish was causing too much ruckus.
Ven scowled and walked over to the magikarp, stumbling around it was his first time ever using legs.

"Zhut up! Other eenfected can 'ere you!" he snapped at it.

"Hah! I shall fight every one of them!" the magikarp proclaimed, the golbat sighed and looked over at the group who where talking about leaders.

"Let's just work as equals. We'll talk things through before making a final decision." Staccato said.

The golbat tilted his head, equals? In a group like this? Maybe, but the golbat himself couldn't remember a time when there hadn't been some sort of leader in a group. Back at his flock his father had been the clan's leader, and his older brother while a jackass had been a good leader for his small group as well. Ven had always been around natrual leaders who came out of the small groups, and maybe one would come out of this one. The golbat looked back at the magikarp still hearing its out gloating.

"I told you to zhut up!" He needed to either get this fish away or have it be quite and since it didn't seem willing to do the latter he began to push it towards the water.

"So may I ask who is in charge of your little group?" Mist tilted her head. Leader? She didn't know who was the leader. It was definitely not her, she was too cowardly. Too nervous. "How about Stacatto? He's the one that suggested the idea in the first place~" The Vupix spoke up. She blinked, before nodding. "Y-Yeah, I-I think St-Stacatto is a g-good le-leader." she smiled. The Chatot replied. "Oh no, no, no! Really, I barely got out of the fight we had in that lighthouse, I don't think I'd be the real leader of our team, in any case." Mist blinked, then smiled a bit more, staying silent.

The Magikarp was yelling curses now. She hissed in annoyance. What a burden. She felt the Golbat on her head snap at the stupid infected. "Zhut up! Other eenfected can 'ere you!" She gave a silent agreement. She didn't want to be battling more living dead. Stacatto spoke again. "Let's just work as equals. We'll talk things through before making a final decision." Equals. A concept she had never learned. She was always ridiculed in society and was constantly a superior in her team. 'Equals.' she thought. 'It would be a nice change'.

The Magikarp kept on annoying them, gloating about it's strength. "I told you to zhut up!" Suddenly, she felt numb. Rage was boiling inside her so hot that her body felt lifeless. She blinked in confusion, before scowling at the Fish. "You know what..." she hissed. "I'm pretty sick of you now." And without another word, she slammed her Dragon Tail against him, sending him hurling to the cold, stone walls. She quickly used Fire Fang, heating him before she swallowed the fish whole.

It tasted like normal fish, if not a bit rotten. Mist hadn't eaten a decent meal in months, and she was grateful for the food. She blinked calmly, digesting her kill. "Let's go."

[OOC: Aaaaand SA's dead.]