Pokemon High School

Luna still frantic continued to look for her missing pendent,
"Gah Where Is It!"
She shouted as she ran past the host room still looking for it
"Man where could it have disappeared to?!"
Luna came to an abrupt stop as she backtracked through her mind,
"Maybe i should check outside..."
She ran past the host room again and randomly jumped out a window landing on her feet she began looking around.

Oh boy couldn’t she be left alone? Her paw shook with fear as she pressed her pencil down, scratching the surface of the line paper leaving marks of words on the page. Feeling nervous her ability to writing went from impressive to just pathetic. Her blue eyes darted from the homework to Darren, she had the strong wanting to correct, stating it was a note that belonged to her sister that personally had no value to knowledge, but of course she didn’t say anything of the sort. Though she was nervous, longing to speak of something of which that didn’t protein to her she notice the frustration the vulpix was showing with his bangs. Digging a barrette out of her pocket she got up from her chair and brushed away the fire type’s bangs and clicked the barrette into place “S-s-sorry, it just seems like you were having a problem with them… I-is it any better?” She asked her face was probably pink from blushing. The barrette was of red and she found it matching quite nicely, but that was just her.

“So you’re the reason those half brained Espeons somehow manage to get A’s!” Her face got bright and her eyebrows rose. She looked at the male flareon, she could feel her heartbeat pounding against her rib cage, as if it was screaming for her to run to the exit, but her legs wouldn’t allow such movement. “Y-yeah I guess…” She mumbled she knew she couldn’t lie to this pokemon for he probably recognized her hand writing since her sisters were too lazy to change the hand writing to their own.

(very behind. @_@)

Katherine finished her homework and put her head on her paper. Hnnnnng, she thought tiredly. My hand...my head... "So," she sighed. W-why not we take a break? I'll be right back."

The bellossem left and entered the bathroom. She washed her hands as she was worried about many things. "O-oh," the flower pokemon said, her voice trembling. "I think I'll sing--no no, I'll play my flute! Yes, that..." As she left the bathroom, Katherine bumped into a Vaporeon. "Oh, my apologies!" Katherine said, feeling worried. But, the Vaporeon wasn't angry. He looked calm. "Nah, 'tis okay, 'ey, wanna hang out another time?" The flower pokemon was startled, and didn't want to disappoint him. "Um, no thank you." she finally replied. "I'm too busy..." The Vaporeon gave a look of shock. "Aw, m'kay." he walked away as Katherine just stood there. "Well, that was weird..."

Darn that Soda! Darn that Soda and his words! Ace had to grudgingly admit to himself that the Eevee was proving to have some level of class around girls. But why this girl? Of all the girls in the school, couldn't he have picked someone else to go after? But no matter. Ace wasn't going to lose to some meddlesome ball of fluff. He could outcharm Soda any day of the week.

Ace opened his mouth, ready to make some eloquent remark to prove to Pop that he was the better man. But before he could say a word, one of the Zorua twins darted up to the table, completely ruining the moment. Hikaru quickly made a snide remark about his choice in customers, which invited an irritated scowl from Ace. "Yeah, yeah, real funny, Hikaru. I'm kind of busy here though, so if we could just continue poking fun at me later... hey, what gives!" Without leaving room for protest, the Zorua grabbed his wrist, literally dragging him across the room.

"I was totally scoring with Pop, man!" Ace spat, his legs churning as he tried to look like he was running alongside Hikaru instead of being lugged along like a sack of flour. All he could do now was hope Pop didn't fall for Soda's act while he was away. When they finally came to a stop, Ace brushed the dirt off of his suit, heaving a sigh.

"Alright, alright, new host member, alright.." He looked up, now actually looking at the Pokemon Hikaru had brought him to see. He raised an eyebrow, then put a paw to his chin as he evaluated the Eevee. "Well, well! Aren't you a peasant? No matter, though. That face of yours'll bring the girls flocking." Privately, Ace thought that the newcomer looked a lot like a girl- and a pretty one at that. Not that he would mention such a thing. "Hikaru, Kaoru, you brought him in, you show him the ropes. Got it?"

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Maneki was about to say his name to the Purrloin, but she seemed to remember something and walk off before he could finish. "Ah, hey! Hold up!" The feline Pokemon began fretting about a pendant as she ran off, and Maneki decided to sprint after her. "What pendant...?" The Purrloin reached a window before he could get to her, and she nimbly launched herself through it. She was now a full two stories down from him, and Maneki honestly didn't care to make that jump at the moment.

"Hey, girl! I'll find your pendant!" he shouted to her from the upper window, hoping he could actually find such a thing without even a description to go off of. Still, he had nothing to do, and finding lost necklaces was a pretty noble task, right? Not really sure where to look, the Skitty wandered off toward the host club room in there. The Purrloin had spent a fair amount of time there today; perhaps she had dropped it in there.

Luna hearing the skitty as she jumped out the window said a quick thanks as she searched.
eventualy she sat under a tree ears down and began to wonder if she would ever find it.
She sighed and looked up watching as the cherry blossems fell, some landing in the neerby fountain,
narrowing her eyes she went back through her mind trieing too remember what she did all day.
"Ok so first i arrived at school, then i wandered around sighned up for a club, ran into an unhappy vulpix,
met some host mem-"
she cut herself off as she remembered she spent most of her day at the host club.
she whispered to herself
"That must be where it is"
the now happy feline walked through the door and went to the host club,
but decided to stop by the library first and read some books on Shiny Pokemon.

[sorry I never posted ahaha xD;;]

...The sweet, succulent scent of cheri berries filled the air, and not a single creature could resist. A lilting cottonee wafted towards the source. An easy victim. The swadloon, a commonly indifferent fellow, was also attracted. He couldn't pinpoint why exactly he was suddenly so enthusiastic about something. Perhaps, it was the one creating the scent that lulled him to such an extent. A prim Audino, as pink as a ripe peach, was busying herself rubbing off the last bits of the cheri berry tart she had created for the children. She poured all her love into creating sweet creations for her daycare Pokemon that she cared deeply for. What other way would she have it? "Come and get your desserts!" When she yelled down the hall, she startled some heads that were peeping out from behind the door---

"This doesn't seem very interesting. Girls read really boring stuff huh?" A huge voice boomed throughout the daycare, and the skittish kids scurried away into the den, without eating their cheri tart..

The (egghead) munna jumped, and her moderately uninteresting novel almost slipped out of her hands. My goodness Santa... you frightened me.. don't sneak up on me like that! You know I don't appreciate it!" She snapped, but still retained her vocabulary. The mischievous spheal seemed very happy with himself.

Noelle and Santa often stayed at school after the bell rang. Just like those in melancholy stories, they didn't really enjoy being at home. Santa's snobbish mother would always want his attention, and he'd have no time to himself. He would much rather be by himself, alone and in a pasture, or something of the sort. Not something idyllic necessarily, but just somewhere fun and exciting. All Santa wants to do is to explore. Adventure! See new places! Roll around in the mud and in the rain. Journey throughout lands and not care if his clothes get dirty. Peek below the craggy cliffs, inside the holes that contain krabby foaming at the mouths, or perhaps climb the trees (if he could, he'd have to roll because of his blubber) and say hello to the hoot-hoots that lull him to sleep at night.

His mother would have none of that.

This fanciful Walrein by the name of Neva wants him to be a fine gentleman, austere and businesslike. That's the only way to survive in such an orderly world, so to say. Of course, only the finest education will suffice, and the finest garments. Adventure? The word itself is absurd.

Noelle, too, wants to avoid her. She and Santa share the same father, but not the same mother. The munna has pent-up anger for this reason, for no one can replace her mother, especially such a tactful tyrant. What is she permitted to do at her house? Nothing but study, and read business books, with complaining droning on and on in both ears. Whatever she did wasn't good enough for the queen. She doted on Santa, praising him for every little thing. With Noelle she did the opposite, scolding her for every little thing. One instance would be when she mocked Noelle for her grades, noting how much better Santa's were, considering he was "younger so he doesn't know as much," even though he wasn't even that much younger. In reality, Noelle's grades were better and she was taking more rigorous courses. She even helped Santa with his constantly, and was the major benefactor in why he got decent marks.

Just thinking about the headache of a step-mother made Noelle scowl. Although she loved her half-brother Santa, she couldn't stand Neva. She was the accumulation of everything she disliked in a creature, and could almost say she hated her, if it weren't for her maid Lucia. She was the only loving mother figure that Noelle had, and was the only thing that kept her from butting heads with Neva twenty-four seven.

Noelle didn't keep Santa and his short-attention span for very long. "I'm going to find something fun to do. See ya." He began to roll his way out of the library, but faced obstacles. He reconsidered holding his frisbee in his mouth when he ran into several pokemon and a book cart. He must have hit it harder than expected, because the book cart toppled over with a huge CRASH! Santa wanted to get out of this horribly boring place more than ever, so he tried to pull some sweet ninja moves. They didn't work as well as expected and tripped a teacher instead. Santa winced, and darted into the hall before the particularly angry teacher started lecturing him. Noelle then proceeded to hide her face in the book, pretending like she didn't know him.

PHS

What the—

There were not enough words to describe how screwed up Darren considered this situation, the condescending smile sliding off his face like water, becoming a pure glare. His paw shook with fury as he reached up for that hideous feminine charm that Rosemary had put in his hair. Oh for the love of Ho-oh, Moltres. And Entei! How did she even know he was thinking about his hair?! Just barely controlling the fiery growl building in his throat, he wrenched that hateful ornament out from his curls, and dropped it at the Glaceon’s paws like a dead fly. Too tired to bark but not too tired to glare, he settled down by the bookshelf with his homework again. Women! Can’t live with them, the end.

Ah, but he’d best be careful thinking that. Last time Darren quoted Al Bundi in his head, a passing Kadabra girl heard his thoughts, got all her friends together, and beat the crap out of him. Stupid telekinetics who could read minds, prying into minds that were none of their business!

One eye twitching, he rose to his paws as a Flareon suddenly approached them- no, the Vulpix didn’t recognize THIS idiot.
Blah blah blah was he trying to hit on Rosemary? All right, the Vulpix couldn’t tell if this was one of those Host Club freaks or not, but he’d be damned if he let this boy start following him around! “And who the heck are you, kid?” growled the Vulpix as he stepped between them, his voice low but hard, sizing up the Flareon and smoothing out his suit with a paw. “You don’t sound all that intelligent yourself.” He shot a hard look to the librarian’s desk- were they letting any old dinks stroll right in?!

(short post is short. ._.)

((Name: Candy
Species: Delcatty Espeon mix
Gender: Female
Personality: She often gets herself into uncomfortable positions and often finds herself getting in trouble. Candy doesn’t hesitate when it comes to defend others, she also likes to put herself with Pokémon that find themselves misplace in the world. She is a very good Pokémon to discuss, though its only because she will fully pays attention yet she never is good at giving out advice.
Appearance: She has the normal delcatty body, yet she has espeon ears, tail and the gem in the center of her face. Her face fur on her checks is pretty long, soft and neat due to her being half espeon. Her eyes are a dark blue purple, the gem is a glistening red while her suppose to be purple is a light pink instead.
History: Its unusual sight to see a mutt like Candy so many made funny of her when she was little, even if her parents were more powerful in the work business. One day a male growlithe mock her until she snap and fought back, ended the pokemon in the hospital. Her parents were ashamed of her actions which lead to her unable to run her parents business when she grows older, instead it will go to the second oldest sibling who is a pure breed umbreon. Her younger sibling often brags about it leading Candy to relive her huge mistake every day (which is a reason why she is social; to avoid her sibling and house hold at any case).
Extra: Her species was going to be just an espeon, but I didn’t want people to confuse her as Rosemary’s sisters. She is also a third year. )))

Oh my… The mix pokemon frown as she glanced at the edge of her book. Located off to the side of the library it was easy to see any mix confrontations that went about. Candy turned the page of her fairy tale book; she had already finished her homework for her class and was now unwinding with spying on Rosemary on the side while she was here. Candy knew she couldn’t always be there for her when trouble came a brewing but it seemed that she was holding on her own a bit, well until that flareon came which made her more tongue tied then normal and that grumpy vulpix was at it again.

Her fork tailed tail flicked in annoyance and shut her book and slip it into the gap it rightfully belonged in. Silently she tucked in her chair and with grace, walk up to Rosemary and the others. Paws on her hip she meet the gaze of the vulpix, to quickly flick to the librarian, she was nowhere to be seen, good, this made a smirk pop on to her face. “Oh please Darren, how many miltanks will you give birth to this year?” She said with no hint of amusement on her face. “Calm down and learn the proper definition of being tolerant of others why don’t ya’?”

Luna walked into the library seeming to have forgotten about her pendent for the moment,
she paused as she saw Darren and rosemary with another she didn't know.
"hmm..."
She walked over to the table and said hi to everyone then looked at candy
"Hi i'm Luna whats your name?"
She smiled.

Wait what…? Dallas stopped twirling around the pendent as he heard Maneki, did he said he would find a pendent? The floatzel felt slightly foolish and stupid for waiting for the owner to come to him, how rude of him! “Excuse me my dear,” he said to Snow who had seemed to become too shy to talk to him, which didn’t bother him much (only because he was use to shy pokemon). The floatzel got up off the couch and walked up to the skitty and snatch up the pendent from his black tail dashed with orange here and there “Is this the pendent you were requested to find, Key?” He usually said the full names of his class mates and friends but when he said ‘Maneki’ he would trip over the name and to save him the trouble he shorten his name to Key.

Hikaru smiled at Ace “You got it~” He said. But before the jolteon could go the dark pokemon put his paw on the electric pokemon’s shoulder “By the way,” he whispered making sure no one else could hear him “Don’t worry about Soda, I got a feeling that he can’t completely compute with feelings so I think in the end you’ll get Pop~” He then turn away from the jolteon and walked up to his sibling and the newcomer. “We’ll start training tomorrow since we only got 10 minutes left until we have to go home, kay? But I guess in the mean time we could show you around.”

The Vulpix's ears burned as he recognized the voice and eyes of the Espeon-Delcatty girl from the corridor. Oh god no, now she was starting in on him too? That girly jock Vance was bad enough, now this one girl thought it was her place to correct him! Scowling, Darren turned his head to glare at the telekinetic feline with the Delcatty collar. Oh yes, he remembered this girl now, she was that one girl from science class! Seething, Rosemary and the Flaroen all but forgotten, the Vulpix opened his mouth to snarl at the Espeon-Delcatty girl for intervening with stuff that was none of her buisness-

Then he spluttered and broke off, his cheeks going red. He couldn't help it, it just suddenly felt weird to be ranting at this kittycat! Come on Darren, he told himself, glaring inwardly. This is just another annoying girl. Girls were nothing but trouble! The Vulpix had no problem ranting at anyone else, boy or girl. Why couldn't he rant at THIS girl? Ugh, just because she wore her yellow uniform dress a little crisper than the others, or because she had those twitchy Espeon ears, that didn't excuse her, heck no! In fact, that was worse; it meant she was deliberately trying to provoke him.

Growling under his breath, he coughed into his sleeve and stared at the Espeon-Delcatty girl's forehead gem, not able to meet her eye-to-eye, scowling to hide the fact that he hadn't a clue what to say. Okay, quick, think of a snappy insult... "Oh? Why would I be giving birth to Milktanks?" Gah! He needed to put more feeling into this. Shoot, what was her name again? Oh right, the Physics teacher called her Candy. "You know what, Candy? Cheesy lectures like yours come from happy Milktanks. And happy Milktanks come from girls like you!" His eye twitched. Crap, he was pausing too much and his rant was too awkward.

"Tolerant? Never heard the word," snapped the Vulpix finally, looking sharply back to the Espeon who he couldn't seem to insult. "Should I be tolerant of every teenager going smoochy-smoochy with each other in this place, hm? Hm?" Sweet Arceus, he hoped she couldn't tell he was growing afraid under the mask of anger, or word would get around the school that he'd gone soft-hearted. Oh shoot. Quck, quick, think of something else. "You're a real- a real- really a- you know- you're a-"

Oh, for the love of Rare Candies! He didn't even know how to finish that sentence. Teeth clenched tight, the Vulpix glanced around to Candy, Rosemary, and the Flareon suspiciously; then groaned inwardly as he saw Luna approaching them. "--you're a real tongue-twister, you know that?" he growled, feeling extremely unsatisfied with that choice of word. Ugh, even HE thought he sounded lame now.

( Rare candies you say? <v< )

The mix pokemon smile at the vulpix, her a happy tongue-twister that gave birth to happy miltanks? Oh she could milk him for that and get under his skin some more. Though, she had to ask herself, why mess with him further? Darren just embarrassed himself in front of them surely that was good enough for her? Though he had push Rosemary to her nearly breaking point and no one would get away with that easily, specially with something that was related to no power house that could harm her family if she bravely mouth off to them. If this Rosemary’s step sisters she knew she would be thrown in the allies of the damned rested.

“Listen, that was a very witty come back I must say,” she responded straighten herself out, bending in her spine could show that she cared herself with little to no care at all. Her espeon ears twitch and her dark purple eyes glitter with trouble. “Now I won’t say you have to be tolerate of every little pokemon that crawls out of the shadows and bugs you, trust me I have no tolerance for my brother, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t show them respect.” She hissed at him, drawing her ears back in a threaten way.

“C-candy…” Rosemary mutter “You’re the one that’s being mean now….” Candy was the only pokemon she had the guts that fully admit her feelings and opinions to.

The cat’s ears went back up and twitched and her fur began to rest back on her skin, yes she did lose her temper there… Candy sighed and cross her arms “Darren, sorry I snap but Rosemary is my friend and whoever stands up for her is automatically my friend too so lay off you kitsune.” Then the bell rang, it was time to go home from the kids that linger behind for club and such, ugh.

Luna, listening to the entire thing stared at candy in shock,
she then looked at Darren and whispered in his ear
*What was that all about?*
her eyes wide as she listened to the bell ring.

((Short post! DX))

Name: eve
Species: eevee
Personality: a brave eevee who always believes in her friends.
Gender: female
Age: 15
History: a smart small town girl who dreams of becoming a scientist.
Appearance: she sometimes wears glasses and her glasses are black. sometimes red or whatever color depending on her mood.
Extra: she plays soccer and is a artist. she gets bullied alot but stands up to the bullies. her favorite color is blue and is a VERY short tomboy.



may i join your RP?

((Accepted, Eevee.))

Maneki's eyes lit up as Dallas held up a shining pendant, its features glittering as it caught the light. Sure, that Purrloin damsel hadn't exactly given him a description of the lost jewelry, but what were the odds that there would be more than one lost necklace in the room in one day? "Awman, that's gotta be it!" the Skitty exclaimed, unable to keep from jumping around excitedly. This task was going so easily! "Thanks, Dal! You're a good guy, you know that?" Maneki had made it a habit to shorten the Floatzel's name, as it only seemed like a fair trade for the nickname that the weasel Pokemon had bestowed upon him. Not that he really minded being called Key in the first place. Grinning eagerly, Maneki snatched up the pendant, darting out of the room.

After dashing into the middle of the hallway, he stopped, taking a moment to glance around. Finding the pendant had been a cinch, but now the other cat Pokemon had run off to who-knows-where. Not really knowing where to look, he wandered over to the window where he had seen her last, searching the grounds for a sight of her. No such luck.

As he pondered his next move, the bell rang, reminding him that Host Club was officially over for the day. Of course, that also signaled the time when he should start helping the others clean up so they could all head home. The others can take care of that for now, Maneki decided, glancing down at the glimmering pendant. I have a mission to take care of. His mind made up, the Skitty made a beeline for the other side of the school. He might as well move; hopefully he would just run into the Purrloin as he made his way through the building.

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Ace grinned heartily at Hikaru's words to him. "Heh, you think?" was his only reply before leaving the Zorua pair to care for their new little apprentice. Of course he would win out over Soda. The Eevee was just fooling himself if he thought he had any real shot at Pop. Still, Ace knew that he would have to keep his guard up at all times, or else that slimy little eel would certainly attempt to weasel his girl away.

With that taken care of, the Jolteon strolled leisurely back to the table where Pop and Soda were still seated. "My apologies," he said smoothly, his eyes only focused on Pop. "Had some business details to work out. We have a new member, you see.. Ah, but where were we?" At the end of his words, the tone of the school bell rang out through the room, effectively putting an end to their little get together. Curses, Soda! The past hour could have been a charming date, just him and Pop. Instead, it had to be this little power struggle.

"Time is so short," Ace sighed, giving a slight shrug. "Pop, my dear, would you like me to walk you home? It will only take me but a minute to clean up, and then we can go." The Jolteon quickly stole a side glance at Soda, greatly enjoying the fact that he had robbed his rival of this great act of chivalry. Walking the girl home was a textbook example of how to be a gentleman. Beat that, Soda, Ace challenged silently.