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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #720 on: August 04, 2012, 05:36:43 PM »
Especially since you, Gaz, and Helen can fly. I can run extremely fast, as can Noelle. You may have to carry Aquilai. :)
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #721 on: August 04, 2012, 05:47:11 PM »
Right, I'll be posting another chapter soon enough.

CHAPTER ELEVEN:
Debunked Detonations

Cloak, having sent the others on their way, dashed forward . . . briefly returning Axilimili to his PokeBall after Cloak remembered Quagsire were not all that fast to begin with.  Cloak looked around as he dashed forward.  He didn't know exactly what he was looking for, but the impression he got was that it was a large, roughly cylindrical device . . .

There!

It looked like one of those Gigaremo devices used by Dim Sun criminals in Almia, only with a counter atop it and colored the vilest shade of green.  It read "3:30" Realm Walker script, which means that he had plenty of time to try and disarm the thing.  Which was good, he realized as he sent Aximili back out, because he didn't know anything about disarming bombs.

"Quaaag?"

"You don't know anything about disarming bombs, either, huh?" Cloak said to the Quagsire, with a small, rueful smirk.

"Sire?"

"Ah, that's right," Cloak said, setting to work, "you have no idea what I'm talking about."

"Quagsire!"

"Don't get uppity, I'm just teasing."

Eventually Cloak got nowhere with his work, and got so frustrated he fired flames around the accursed thing.  He blinked in surprise and shock at the effectiveness that this had.

"Quag sire sire Quag!"

"Oh, stop gloating," Cloak snapped, "you didn't know that was going to work any more than I did."

***

Gaz had gone batty, carrying the Pokeball in her feet.  She didn't think she'd be able to, but it turned out to be lighter than she thought.  So, she flapped relentlessly and resolutely to the location Cloak indicated.  She set down for a minute, reverting to her human form, because she needed to rest a bit.  She held the PokeBall up, and dropped it accidentally.

Daisy came out full of vim and vigor.  Then she looked around, but did not see Cloak, and she worried that maybe she was abandoned.  Then she saw Gaz with her PokeBall.  She tried to impress Gaz with her strength and ability -- which amused Gaz to no end.  Daisy was always bit of an attention-hog, so she ate this up.  But then she looked off into the distance, suddenly concerned.

"What?  What is it -- hey, hold up!" Gaz said as Daisy started sprinting towards the source of her disquiet.  Daisy would look over her shoulder to see if Gaz was keeping up.  She was.  Then, before them, was a bloodred Gigaremo bomb.

"There it is," Gaz said, "but here's the important question, how do I destroy it?"

Daisy looked at Gaz for instruction, but Gaz still puzzled.  She noticed that area seemed quite arid, and wondered about that aloud.  Daisy took this as a signal, a subtle command, to spray the device with water.

"What?  What are you doing?" Gaz said confused.

Daisy stopped, looking somewhat ashamed, as if she let down Gaz.  But there was an angry puff of smoke and the thing fell apart.

"Well, that was convenient."

***

"I can run, you know, Helen," Parker said, petulantly.

"This is faster, hon," Helen replied.

"Are you implying something?"

"Don't take it so personally!"

And they continued to happily bicker until they came upon the Gigaremo bomb, colored school bus yellow.

"It's kinda pretty," Helen commented.

"Pity it's purpose is sinister," Parker said, brusquely.  Then he set to work disarming the thing, as Helen fawned over Katara the Poliwrath.  Katara seemed to like the attention, but took it more stoically than Daisy.  It took him an hour and a half, but he accomplished it, and saw the structures basically evaporate into nothingness.

"Hmm . . . Cloak was right about the 'leave-no-trace' thing." Parker mused.  Helen sneaked a kiss while he said this, and Parker blushed beneath his helmet.

***

"If we get outta this thing alive, you really got to go on a diet!" Blaze complained.

"Oh, shut up and keep flying." Aquilai snapped.  Then added, "don't you dare drop me."

"Don't tempt me!"

Then, when Blaze could not fly anymore, he landed and unceremoniously dropped Aquilai three feet to the ground, where he landed on his posterior.

"Gee, thanks." Aquilai grumbled.

"Just find that stupid bomb and be done with it," Blaze snarled.  Then he sent out Kermit, who seemed to believe Blaze to be some unknown Pokemon.  This annoyed Blaze greatly.

"Stop attacking me, you stupid toad!" Blaze roared the the Politoed, who was playfully spraying Blaze with a jet of water.

They found the Gigaremo bomb, colored a rather nauseatingly shade of blue.  Aquilai set to work at once with his trusty sonic screwdriver while Blaze "played" with Kermit -- and by "playing", he was constantly getting attacked and annoyed by the green menace.

"Aquilai, hurry up!!"

"Patience is a virtue . . ."

"Screw patience!  Hurry up!"

"There . . . that should . . ." Aquilai said, before a plume of black smoke deposited soot on his face, which Blaze snickered at.  "Oh, enough of this!"

Then Aquilai fired a blast of lightning into the bomb which burped a small streak of black smoke, then dissolving into nothingness.

"Oh, that's it!" Blaze said, seizing Kermit's PokeBall, "return to your PokeBall!"

Kermit did, allowing Blaze to breath a sigh of relief.  Then Kermit popped out of the PokeBall five minutes later.

"This is so not funny," Blaze grumbled.

***

Noelle galloped toward the location described to her, she used her stalk eyes to see, one to pay attention to where she's going and one to watch her back, while her main eyes were gazing at the strange device she was carrying.  Such an odd creation.  Why did they capture these unusual creatures?  These pokey-men?  Cloak and Parker seemed sure that they would prevent the detonation of these devices.

Noelle came upon a Gigaremo bomb -- one blacker than night.  Noelle set to work after letting Skippy stretch his legs.  Skippy stood beside Noelle, curiously looking at her, as if he could help.

<Such a sweet thing,> Noelle commented affectionately.

Within a hour or two, the bomb was disarmed and disintegrated.

<That's done,> Noelle said, heaving a deep sigh.  <Come on, Skippy, let's go.>
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #722 on: August 04, 2012, 06:21:53 PM »
It hopefully will be up after my basketball game...
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #723 on: August 04, 2012, 07:16:13 PM »
Yep, and it's a rather lengthy one.  I was gonna post another one . . . but I just don't have the energy right now. . . .
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #724 on: August 04, 2012, 08:28:06 PM »
I could totally be a pokemon. Perfectly willing to engage in battle if I can get some burn heals first.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #725 on: August 04, 2012, 10:01:25 PM »
Have to say one thing since it was rather unceremonious... I have a TARDIS and newB wants to fly me O.o? Ah well. At least I got to throw lightning! (And watch newB vs Politoed :XD:)
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #726 on: August 05, 2012, 06:16:03 PM »
That'd be hilarious to see. Politoed blasting Blaze with Hydro Cannon. :XD:
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #727 on: August 05, 2012, 06:17:17 PM »
You mean Hydro Pump, right?  Politoed can't learn Hydro Cannon . . . for that matter, I don't know if it can learn Hydro Pump!

CHAPTER TWELVE:
A Malice Moment

The five met up a mile or two from RAF, and the others prepared to return Cloak's Pokemon.

"Daisy was funny," Gaz commented to Cloak, handing him Daisy's PokeBall, which disappeared into his pocket.  "She was full of vim and vigor."

"She was always an attention seeker.  Even as a Psyduck." Cloak said.  "I trust you succeeded as I have?"

"Yep."

<As did I, with this wonderfully astute creature's assistance.  Such a curious fellow, that Skippy.> Noelle said, handing cloak his PokeBall.

"Yes, he was always calm-natured." Cloak acknowledged.

"Katara was so muscly and tough," Helen commented reverently, handing Cloak her PokeBall.  "So stoic."

"We succeeded too, Cloak," Parker grumbled a bit.

"Oh, you know I love you, too, Parker," Helen said, kissing his helmet.  He blushed again.  Cloak smirked.

"Don't smirk like that, Cloak," Parker said reproachfully.

Blaze looked around jumpily.  He was still soaked.  He thrust the PokeBall at Cloak.  "HERE, TAKE IT!!"

"Why are you . . ."

But suddenly Kermit popped out of his PokeBall, and chased Blaze around, blasting him with water.  Aquilai couldn't resist a laugh.  Cloak suppressed a smile, and shouted in a clear, crisp voice.  "Kermit!  You naughty boy!  Return!"

Kermit complied reluctantly, disappointed he couldn't play with Blaze anymore.

"Little monster!" Blaze cursed.

The rest of them couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" Blaze protested profusely.

***

"My love," Abomination was saying.  "They've destroyed the bombs!"

"Oh," Malice said, not seeming terribly bothered by this turn of events, "that's not important, my love."

"Wh-what?" Abomination said.  He could not fathom why she wasn't more upset by this setback.  Her plan had failed again!  Her scheming was all for naught!  Why wasn't she more angry or hateful or anything?

"It doesn't matter," Malice said, running her finger seductively under his chin.  "They wouldn't blow anyway.  They were too clunky, too obvious targets."

"They were heavy!" Abomination protested.  "And you're saying that I hauled them there for nothing?!"

"Calm yourself," Malice said, still in that calm, sultry tone.  "It was necessary.  It was a diversionary tactic."

It took Abomination a minute to figure out what that meant.

"A . . . a diversion?  From what?"

"Until I could get everything to fall into place."

"For?"

"Why, Cloak's Banning, of course!"
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #728 on: August 06, 2012, 11:47:41 AM »
'Nother chapter.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
The Indictment

Cloak, Gaz, Noelle, Parker, Helen, Aquilai, and Blaze walked toward RAF, with Blaze shaking the water out of his hair, looking thoroughly put out.  But it was a jocular, lighthearted scene with the seven of them crossing the threshold into the utopian forum.  But, sadly, this happy, pleasant atmosphere would not last.  For, as the seven entered the forum, Cloak was accosted by several new RAFians, and a few veteran RAFians.  He managed to defend himself, pulling all his defensive techniques, so they did not kill anyone.

"What's going on here?!" Gaz demanded.

<Have you taken leave of your senses!> Noelle roared.  <Stop it!  Stop it, I say!>

"What gives you savage N00bs the right?!" Parker shouted with righteous indignation.  "You have no right to do this!  Cloak has done nothing wrong!"

"That's up for debate," a shadowy figure said.

Helen identified him easily.  "Rotiart!  Still on this, are you?"

Aquilai facepalmed, and then massaged his temples with two fingers on each side, as if praying for patience.  "You . . . have . . . no . . . PROOF!"

"Yeah," Blaze put in, "don't go on about things that you know nothing about!"

"Oh, I have proof of this one's underhanded dealings," Rotiart retorted.  Cloak wondered where the mods were.  Surely they'd never let Rotiart's efforts into turning RAF into a tyranny come to pass.

"What are you talking about?" Gaz said skeptically, eyebrow raised.

"Oh, I see.  I see that you haven't told them your little secret," Rotiart said, directly addressing Cloak.  Then his tone changed from a fiendish whisper into ringing tones.  "Well, here's your chance.  Tell them -- tell them all -- what this is!!"

He produced a rather primitive-looking floppy disk.  Cloak had though they were obsolete by now.

"I dunno.  Conspiracy theories to forward to Weird Al?" Cloak joked.  Then he realized that this joke didn't go over so well.

"Don't feign ignorance," Rotiart said, dramatically.  "Don't dare to try and claim innocence when this was found in your thread!"

"You searched my thread?  Without permission?" Cloak said, calmer than he felt.  He felt that his privacy had been severely compromised.  He imagined that the fabric that he deliberately lined his thread with was probably in tatters.  But that was but a minor inconvience.  What Rotiart claimed was not only impossible, as Cloak didn't have any outdated floppy disks like that.  And no one knew what could be on it -- no one had anything to read such a thing anymore, although Cloak noted that he could be mistaken.

"That's against the rules, Rotiart!  Unlawful search and seizure, and all that," Parker pointed out.

"That doesn't matter --"

"The HELL it doesn't!" Parker shot.

"I got a warrant from Richard himself." Rotiart offered.

"What?!" Gaz said aghast.

"You're lying." Helen hissed.  "You must have forged his name or something."

"I assure you, I didn't." Rotiart said calmly.  "Now, Cloak's been indicted, and he is confined to his thread until the trial."

<You haven't the authority to --> Noelle protested.

"Oh, don't I?" Rotiart whipped out a document signed by the mods, but whipped it back into his coat pocket before anyone could read so much as word one.

"That's a forgery!" Aquilai claimed.

"You have no proof of that."

"And you have no proof against Cloak!" Helen shouted.

"Guys," Cloak said, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at Rotiart.  "Let's go through with this 'trial'.  Let's see what he really has."

<Cloak, you cannot be serious.> Noelle said, aghast.

"Rotiart has broken more rules than I have," Cloak said, lowering his voice enough for Rotiart to be unable to hear, "and I'll make sure that he's on trial as much as I am."

"Hey!  Stop conspiring with the enemy!" he shouted.

Cloak gave Rotiart such an icy stare, it seemed almost as if Rotiart would be frozen stiff.


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« Reply #729 on: August 06, 2012, 03:35:51 PM »
Good update!

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #730 on: August 06, 2012, 04:29:08 PM »
That guy's a douche.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #731 on: August 06, 2012, 04:44:40 PM »
Yeah, he is.  But there are douches everywhere.


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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #732 on: August 06, 2012, 04:47:22 PM »
I'd like to soak him in ballistic lead right now. Starting with his third eye.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #733 on: August 06, 2012, 05:59:11 PM »
I will make him feel the pain that Jesus felt. But with more fire.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #734 on: August 06, 2012, 07:20:30 PM »
We'll find out more about him, I think, in the next chapter.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN:
Pre-Trial Jitters

The day before the trial, Cloak was restless.  Too restless to sleep, too restless to dream.  Anticipation of the worst is horrible.  Expecting the worst doesn't do anyone any favors.

He couldn't help but remember. . . . Remember what happened on the day of Queen's Banning. . . .

***

"You can't Ban me.  If you Ban me, I'll inform Scholastic of the E-Books," Queen threatened.

"How dare you.  You are as arrogant as you are hateful." Cloak said, quietly to himself as he watched the proceedings.  He stood, arms crossed, glaring at a RAFian he'd come to despise.  Azguard, ever the mediator, had tried to curb this aggressive streak of Queen.  Meanwhile, Estelore was looking remorseful and pityingly at her friend.  Estrid looked just about the same as Cloak felt.

"It's the decision of this council," Richard said calmly, though his voice rang around the square room, "that you be Banned from this forum and exhiled to the Bannedlands."

"No!" she screamed.

Then the music started and the assemblage of RAFians sang as Queen was driven out:

"Deception!
Disgrace!
Evil as plain as the sneer on her face!
Deception!
(An outrage!)
Disgrace!
(For shame!)
She asked for trouble the moment she posted.
(See you later, agitator!)
Deception!
(An outrage!)
(Just leave us alone!)
Disgrace!
(For shame!)
She asked for trouble the moment she posted
(See you later, agitator!)

Born in grief.
Raised in hate.
Helpless to defy her fate.
Let her run.
Let her live.
But do not forget
What we cannot forgive!

And she is not one of us!
She has never been one of us.
She is not part of us --
Not our kind!

You've used and abused us,
Now we're not so blind!
For we should have known what she'd do,
And we know that she'll never be one of us!
She is not one of us!
"

She was brusquely dropped into the wasteland that was the Bannedlands.  The RAFians returned to the forum, singing:

Deception.
Disgrace.
Mmmm . . . Deception.
Disgrace.
Deception.
"

Only Estelore lingered, seeing Queen wonder away.  A little moan escaped from her lips, as she covered her eyes morosely, and then she followed the other RAFians away.

***

It was then that he made his decision.  The decision if the mods were to, somehow, side with Roliart.

"Oh . . . I hope it doesn't come to that," Cloak muttered to himself, as the time for the trial was drawing nearer.
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Book 189: "Shenecron's Pets"
Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
(January 7, 2020)

RAFians Referenced Specifically: Demos.