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Hmph. How annoying.
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@polarizedparticle, @meowthandslowpoke, and @agent-009 I have your starter requests and I will tackle them as soon as possible! I am sorry for the delay!
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❛ justice is vengeance in prettier packaging. ❜ (agent-009)
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Giovanni chucked, leaning back in his chair as he stirred the bourbon in his glass.
“Even by the commoners standards, yes. Think about it, the death sentence is just revenge for the person who was killed... Fee’s are just revenge for a robbery...”
The Rocket leader crossed his legs and took a sip of his drink, setting it down before continuing to talk to the young woman.
“So many of the common folk preach the repentance of spite, they will scream about how wrath is a sin, but that very sin is what our justice system is based off of...” The man shrugged. “So what we do doesn’t seem so “evil”... Does it?”
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rocketbalor:
“Yes sir!”
Balor adjusted his hat and followed briskly, forcing his steps to align with his superior, but keeping a step back to give them their space. After all, he didn’t want to come off as disrespectful towards Ol’ Man Gio. Nailed it.
Balor took a good look at the photo. Only to scoff.
“Pigs always wanna act like they got power over us, when were the ones that run shit around here.” he shoved his hands into his pockets, slouching forward a bit in a smug manner.
“Whatever, He just needs to be reminded of how things are actually ran around here.” He rolled his neck around, letting it pop before relaxing his shoulders. “This should be fun tho. I love messin’ with the Cops. Especially when they should know better than to mess with Rocket.”
Grunts, so eager to get involved in violent acts...
Giovanni watched the grunt practically beam at the idea of staining his hands in the blood of others, something the leader found below him, but what was the harm? The grunts enjoyed the work, the intimidation was always successful, and it was his image they feared.
“Eloquently put.” Giovanni muttered, heading toward the exit of the building, reaching into his jacket to pull out his keycard, giving it a brief tap against the censor before walking out with Balor.
“I hope you love “messin’“ with cops with just your bare fists, I don’t want to risk killing him, we’re just sending a message.”
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atknifepoint:
Looking over the file, he couldn´t help his frown. That one…he had talked about deserting and selling people out to the police quite a few times, but so far the sniveling coward didn´t have the guts to go through with it. Unless someone had finally killed him, this would be a problem.
“…I have a few ideas, Sir. Shall I take care of the issue? I´m pretty sure some of my other grunts would love to help along as well. He was not exactly well liked.”
“We’re well passed that, aren’t we?” Giovanni said, pulling the papers back into his folder with a quick swipe of his fingertips, closing it and tucking it under his arm as he stood from his desk. The uneasy cracking of his back was a small sign of him being far too old for this.
"This slip up is indeed disappointing, because now I have to supervise in order for it to get cleaned up.” The man rubbed his lower back before finally gracing Proton with his glance. “If he had any friends, I’d like to see them first, can’t have them withhold information when they realize I’m going to have him disposed of.”
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revolutionary-sapling:
The Skull Grunts were always looking to prove themselves, and due to this they loved looking up the criminal feats by other teams in the world to compare themselves to. One of the biggest organizations they aspired to was apparently Rocket from Kanto, as she came to learn all about a few months back from the grunts staying in the safehouse. Now, Anne wasn’t the best with faces, or names for that manner, but she was almost positive that the man sitting only couple of tables away from her was the same man in the news articles she saw that night.
Of all the days for her to get out of the lab and head into Malie City. All she wanted was to enjoy a fine meal. She didn’t expect to see a crime boss sitting a couple of tables away; well, a crime boss she wasn’t secretly associated with anyway. She had been staring at him for a while as she ate, trying to pin down if this was in fact the same guy, a similar looking man, or if she was just insanely paranoid. If it was in fact him, why the hell would he be in Alola? Vacation probably; Alola was always filled with tourists. But there was always the possibility of he was attempting to expand his team’s reach into what was Skull territory. She bit her lip as her hands fidgeted with the silverware, wondering if she should inform Guzma or Plumeria about this just to be on the safe side.
Her whole body tensed up as he suddenly questioned her, signs of panic easily showing in her expression as she stammered, “I-I, no. My apologies.”
Now might be a wise time to leave. Leaving her meal less than half finished, she promptly got from her table after placing more than enough money for her meal. As she stepped away, she shot him one last quick glance before reaching for her phone.
Giovanni watched her walk away with more than a glint of suspicion in his eyes, she was awful at lying, and even worse at hiding her thoughts. He didn’t break his gaze as she paid, stood up, and walked away. This was a shame, she looked so young, so innocent, but she had clearly recognized him...
He couldn’t have his plans ruined before they even started, and despite her age and innocent, she posed a great threat. The Rocket leader waited for her to take a few steps away before he clicked his tongue against his teeth to get the attention of the Persian at his feet, when she looked up he grabbed her chin and lifted it higher, grabbing the jewel that hung from her collar and pressing the hidden button on the right side, her jewel glowing.
“Follow her. If she so much as text’s someone, you know what to do.”
The Persian stood up and prowled around the corner of the cafe, slinking behind some decorative bushes and keeping behind cover as she followed the young girl. The stranger had her phone in her hands, but the Pokemon couldn’t make out if she was contacting someone... Should she risk it? She could be sharing Giovanni’s location this very instant, the police could be on their way... Without a second thought the Persian jumped out of the thick grass, lunging at her. The Persian’s teeth clicked around her phone, pulled it out of her hand and tossed it behind her in one swift movement, landing delicately on her paws and slowly prowling in front of her to block her path.
From behind her, the tapping of expensive footsteps could be heard.
“You should be careful, isn’t a phone the most precious thing to people your age?” Giovanni asked with a smirk, kneeling over and gently picking it up.
“So, little bird, who were you going to Tweet to?” The Rocket leader asked, his brows narrowing when he looked up at her. “... The Police?”
#revolutionary-sapling#revolutionary sapling#V: ???#Poor Anne...#Giovanni is extremely paranoid and now she's caught in the middle.#Also he doesn't realize you can't tweet at the police
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Ask my muse about their partner pokemon!
Sure enough they have stories with their partners from the first time they met, to hardships with one another, and maybe even a experience that changed the both of them! Go wild!
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lavaridgespitfire replied to your post “"...uh... alright, this is gonna sound super weird, but... the whole...”
"...wait, you're in your fifties? You don't look like it." Flannery, stop.
“Thank you... Small child...”
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"...uh... alright, this is gonna sound super weird, but... the whole boss-of-everything aura you've got going on is kinda hot."
Come into my inbox and tell my muse what their most attractive or sexy trait is.
Giovanni crossed his arms and looked down upon her, eyes squinting ever so slightly, as if he was looking for any signs of her being intoxicated. Well, he was in charge of Kanto, and soon the world, it’s better she finds it attractive than pose a problem in this large scheme.
“Honesty is the best policy,” He spoke as if he followed that mindset. “However… I must ask…”
“Aren’t you a little young to find someone in their fifties “kinda hot”?”
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Come into my inbox and tell my muse what their most attractive or sexy trait is.
IC or OOC
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@revolutionary-sapling liked a starter!
It had been ten minutes and she had not looked away from him... Giovanni kept his eyes on the book in his hands, feeling his Persians tail smack the ground with nervous tension. The Pokemon was extremely defensive, and if this human did recognize her trainer she would act fast.
Giovanni set his book next to his untouched dessert, sighing and turning to the woman with a glare.
“Is there something I can help you with?...”
#revolutionary-sapling#revolutionary sapling#( I do hope this is sufficient )#( If you would like it changed do let me know! )
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@rocketbalor liked for a starter.
“You, with me.”
Despite the command, Giovanni continued walking at the same pace he was before, reaching into the pocket inside his jacket and removing a picture, turning it to his left whether or not Balor was next to him.
“I’m sure you recognize this man, head of the Police. He arrested a member of a rivaling group and he hired us to protect his miserable life, however, he believes not putting us in jail is our payment....”
Giovanni tucked the picture into his pocket.
“We’re going to correct him.”
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Sometimes I think I’m better than everyone else…
Then I remember I am.
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atknifepoint liked for a starter!
Giovanni hunched over his desk, the folder in front of him sprawled open to pictures and information on a member of Team Rocket, a grunt. The Rocket leader held up a picture of the grunt.
“This grunt abandoned us this morning, seeing as he was in your platoon, Proton, you are the man to ask.” Giovanni sighed. “Do you have any information on who he would go to? He’s seen too much.”
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(( I reply to one roleplay and wake up the next morning to ten new followers!
Hello hello hello! How about I greet you all with a starter call? And you have my word I will get them all out today. ))
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Giovanni shuffled through the papers in his former desk almost recklessly, letting the ones that provided nothing fall to the floor. Any documentation of something close to Mega Evolution would be recorded... Something strikingly similar, or even somewhat similar should of been noted...
His orbs were gone.
They were back.
And he needed something to counter them.
The proud feline that followed him everywhere stayed close to his legs, only leaving his person to check the doors left open that connected to his office. Persian seemed to linger in the doorway that led to the Leaders previous bedroom, the bed sheets tossed aside and slightly torn, upon closer inspection, her own fur could be spotted on the red sheets, covered with dust. Giovanni only noted her longing for a moment before directing his attention back to his papers.
Nothing, no reaction between Pokemon and stones, other than the red and blue orb to Deoxys. This man was going to go up against two men who harnessed Mega Evolution, and he could not enter this empty handed...
Even if it meant going back here.
Even if it meant possibly getting caught...
This place should be haunted to him, perhaps he should feel a bit uneasy, walking through these abandoned halls that were once so filled with noise. But no, his grunts, his admins, his executives, they had all moved on.
Persian crept back to his side, her yellow eyes and the light from the windows being the only light in his office. Giovanni knelt down and opened up another drawer, fishing out another file and placing it on his desk, watching the papers slide out when he opened it.
Energy surges.
Pokemon migration.
Endangered Pokemon.
But nothing on Mega Evolution.
The Rocket Leader was starting to get slightly... Frustrated... Before he heard footsteps down the hall and looked up, staying perfectly still. He was meticulous, he covered his tracks well, nobody saw him enter and he left no sign of this building being entered...
Perhaps it was some... Lost kid, that he would unfortunately have to-
They were opening the door.
Giovanni stood up straight, Persian hunching by his side, ready to pounce at his order, teeth bared, both watching the door drift open slowly... Too slowly...
As the light hit a strand of blue hair on the man who entered, Giovanni opened his palm over Persian to halt her.
“Good day... Archer.”
@bossofnoir liked for a starter.
{ ♞ } –— It really was quite nostalgic.
Kanto.
His home region. His childhood. His shame. Such was home to the abandoned Rocket base where he had last spotted his former boss. Perhaps it was not the greatest idea to prowl around his former shelter– though Archer was not stupid. Attire consisting of a rather long, sleek and scarlet trench coat partnered with a simple pair of jeans, he was not completely unrecognizable– but such was certainly better than walking around in his old Team Rocket uniform.
Yes. That would be stupid.
The urge to enter Celadon’s abandoned base felt like needles forcing waste into his veins. There was certainly no benefit to wandering throughout its halls. In fact, such would likely just result in a very wide variety of depressive emotions. Cold emotions he could no longer express– emotions he did not want to express. Such would be weak. Feeble. Fragile.
And he was not weak.
But these precautions had failed to stop the former executive this time.
Was it a bad idea? Probably. Archer was not one to put curiosity over caution, but surely nobody would bother another if one happened to prowl around a game corner that was now closed. Though upon entering, a wave of various memories and defeats began to hit him like a very specific punch that one would only feel during a fist fight– except Archer found himself unable to hit back.
And he was the one losing.
The corridors of the abandoned base were lined with dust and a rather large manifold of papers and utensils scattered among the hall floors. Archer’s old office even still had that coffee stain from so many years ago… He never did properly punish that grunt, did he?
Upon glancing into the various rooms, he could slowly feel his chest begin to tighten. Giovanni’s office was at the end of the hall.Was it a bad idea for Archer to visit Giovanni’s old office? Probably.
Was he going to do it anyway? Probably.
As he made his way through the halls of the now deserted base, he paused as he stood afore that office. Slowly, he placed a hand against the door in plan of opening it further. But the ever so distant sound of shuffling began to permeate the air around him. A trespasser? A lost Pokemon? Perhaps both?
The blue-haired man supposed that the only way to come to a conclusion was to find out for himself. Should it be a trespasser, he’d chase them out. Should it be a Pokemon, he wouldn’t pay much mind. A dull nervousness began to race through his veins, but Archer was easily able to push those feelings aside.
And so he pushed.
#blueexecutive#( My lord how long ago did I request this starter? And only now I'm responding... )#( I would understand if you do not want to continue this#I did take rather long )#V: ORAS
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Tagged by: @pokemonhealer ( You are too young to be answering these questions )
RULES: you can only say guilty or innocent. you are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages your or asks you.
please repost, don’t reblog!!
ASKED SOMEONE TO MARRY YOU? Innocent
KISSED ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS? Guilty
DANCED ON A TABLE IN A BAR/TAVERN? Innocent
EVER TOLD A LIE? Guilty
HAD FEELINGS FOR SOMEONE WHOM YOU CAN’T HAVE? Innocent
EVER KISSED SOMEONE OF THE SAME SEX? Guilty
KISSED A PICTURE? Innocent
SLEPT IN UNTIL 5PM? Innocent
FALLEN ASLEEP AT WORK/SCHOOL? Guilty
HELD A SNAKE? Guilty
BEEN SUSPENDED FROM SCHOOL? Guilty
WORKED AT A FAST FOOD CHAIN/RESTAURANT? Innocent
STOLEN SOMETHING? GUILTY
BEEN FIRED FROM A JOB? Innocent
DONE SOMETHING YOU REGRET? Guilty
LAUGHED UNTIL SOMETHING YOU WERE DRINKING CAME OUT OF YOUR NOSE? Innocent
CAUGHT A SNOWFLAKE ON YOUR TONGUE? Innocent
KISSED IN THE RAIN? Guilty
SAT ON A ROOF TOP? Innocent
KISSED SOMEONE YOU SHOULDN’T? Guilty
SANG IN THE SHOWER? Gulity
BEEN PUSHED INTO A POOL/OCEAN WITH ALL YOUR CLOTHES ON? Innocent
SHAVED YOUR HEAD? Innocent
SLEPT NAKED? Guilty
MADE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND CRY? Guilty
SHOT A GUN? GUILTY
STILL LOVED SOMEONE YOU SHOULDN’T? Guilty
HAVE/HAD A TATTOO? Guilty
LIKED SOMEONE, BUT WILL NEVER TELL WHO? Guilty
BEEN TOO HONEST? Innocent
RUINED A SURPRISE? Innocent
BEEN TOLD THAT YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL BY SOMEONE WHO TOTALLY MEANT WHAT THEY SAID? Guilty
STILL HAVE COMMUNICATION W/ YOUR EX? Guilty
CHEATED ON SOMEONE? Innocent
GOT SO ANGRY THAT YOU CRIED? Innocent
TRIED TO STAY AWAY FROM SOMEONE FOR THEIR OWN GOOD? Guilty
THOUGHTS ABOUT SUICIDE? Guilty
THOUGHTS ABOUT MURDER? Guilty
HOW ABOUT MASS MURDER? Innocent
STALKED SOMEONE? Guilty
HAD A GIRLFRIEND/BOYFRIEND? Guilty
GOTTEN TOTALLY DRUNK DURING A HOLIDAY? Guilty
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