DarkDarsi

@ @@Suitaloo "YOU!" Vincent calls points towards the Lapris gijinka "Quiet" 'friendly voice, possible trigger. Phsycic type,blast a siren in there instead. Friend frist' "Actually, talk to him" he points to the patient. "And you, I like you, your like me, only I get paid to stay here. Oh, and if you can, and the allies voice doesn't, could you wake that one up?" 'Oooo, Vinnie. What. You bread should be ready! Hmm, It should be shouldn't it...' "He only needs to wake up, his injuries have been healed and his pancreas replaced with a tipans. Don't tell him that though, or Ribose. Now, if you'll excuse me I have a cancerous wheat experiment I need to check up on. Call me out when the injured arrive. Oh, and make yourself acquainted with the rooms Miss Nyx" He wanders into a small room at the back where he kept said experiment 'She's cute. And your thirty something. And too busy for a relationship. Oh no, I just thought she'd make a good ornament. She'll make a better assistant. Why do we keep that side around?​Because you love me and I'm an integral part of your phsyci​ really?Unfortunately so'

(DM please learn to tag, I didn't know we'd started ) Mick sat and looked stonicly at the screen, occasionally flicking through the 'channels' before settling back on the corridor to his side. Hearing a few buzzing noises he flicks through again, seeing one of the other guards painting and rushing away towards one of the other offices. 'Fool. Least they have the sense not to stay out' He clicks back to his hall but puts the screen down, stand up and walk to the window. The radio begins to chatter and he hears talk of movement from the mechines, as well as a request for check ins. 'Might as well, would want to scare them later' He goes to grab the walkie, only to knock it on the floor and scatering its batteries. "Oh bloody hell. I'm too old for this" Grumbling some more he gets down on his knees to try and rescue a battery from under the desk. After a failed attempt or so, he realises his position, swiftly hoping up despite the ache in his back he glaces at the monitor screen in time to see movmemt. He rushes to the door and closes it, knowing he only has a few minutes he drops back down and makes haste recovering the batteries. "Got em" (I am sick of say the word batteries now. Well done brain, well done)

'Darn over-egotistic bloody mews... would never make mistakes on purpose. 4 and a half years of med school I will not... But Vinnie, Specimens. SHUT UP ME!' Carrying the gijinka inside he places him down on metal bench near a small fridge. "Well, now, lets see whats wrong with you shall we?" He begins his examination. "High exhaustion, slight shrapnel penetration..."

Vincent gasped and rushed to the door, his last specimen had lasted long and he was bored. "Malade? AHHHH! Tres BON!" He calls as he exits his little mountain nook, seeing his current boss floating a body over, his grin falters slightly, "A Charlizard? psh, fire types, can never keep 'em alight. Pass it here" his accent changes with the new sentence, Retching out and gesturing for Ribose to reslease his new specimen. Actually... "Also, Patient or Specimen?

How about something a bit more simple. Gilda being Archer's (Scootablu) rather protective (note rather, not over) bodyguard/guardian/mother/sister/lover/heir-to-the-newly-vacant-empire-kingdom-thing/whatever. With Changlings. Civilized non-takeyover-canterlot Changelings. *Looks up at date of last post* Imma click post anyway, can only be told no.

As your kinda open again, do you mind adding one more to the list? Name: Resilience Age: (meh-uh-uo, should probably think one up, he's grown up though) Small Bio : Having grown up in a household with parents of two different styles, a mother in the guard and a father who works with crystals, Res is just as likely to run from you as he is to knock you out through either brute force or delicate nerve pushing. Cutie Mark How: Falling out of a tree onto a table of glass/crystal wear. Talent: Gem/crystalline smithing Detail of What you want or looking for: a crystal tree, bare of leaves with simple branches, no pattern if possible (as in if you use a symmetrical vector or reference or whatever, I wont mind). A nice light colour, but not yellow or white. Hope I'm not intruding or inconveniencing you with this.

Story concepter? Hmm. I like the sound of that. What is it?

Mundy stood outside the busy shopping center waiting for... someone... he couldn't remember, as happened a lot since his misplacement on earth. "Alright, I'll give it another hour, if, umm, they, don't show, I'll head off" ((Sorry for the lateness of the post, I was kinda distracted... a lot...))

Whitney POV The Miltank Gijinka approaches the unlit school, "Is this the right place..." Her question is answered when a figure falls out of a near by window, she hears it curse, "Bloody hell! This ain't my dorm. Bloody school, not a single bloody map. Oh hello there" The figured had gotten up and had apparently seen her. "Oh, umm, hello, umm, is this the Pokemon Gijinka Academy?" The figure starts moving towards her. "Yes this is Giji school. My name is Dark, and I shall be your temporary tour guide" 'Dark' offers his hand, "Ohh, umm, alright, I'll follow you" "Excellent! Right this way miss..." "Oh, ahh, my name is w-Whitney" "Well Miss W-Witney this here is the front the school, and here is the door..." After a brief but very informative, albeit random, tour, Dark opens a door saying, "And in this room..." His eyes grow wide as he exclaims, @[everyone in the common room] "WE HAVE A COMMON ROOM!"

"Oh, I was walking back to my dorm in a straight line and ended up here" Dark says to the new guy with a smile, before looking towards Joshu and asking with a pout, "Why do we keep running into each other. I want to meet new people but I can't if you keep finding me...*sigh*"

Dark jumps and looks around the gym before spotting the new giji person, (please note then marks at the beginning of then sentence) "He's sparkley" 'Hello there, My name is Dark, I am a student here, and you look old so I'm not sure what our interactions will be'

Dark walked out of a dorm which totally was(n't) his, defiantly not whistling innocently with a smug grin that only people who have short stitched somemonkeys bed. Totally convincing. "Now to see if the editor has gotten back to me yet" Dark wanders down the hall towards his dorm, opening the door he found the gym. "Close enough"

Thank you very much.

"What!? I never said it was for revenge! Why would I do something that mean!?" 'Dammit he's on to me' "Oh fine, G'night" Dark opens the thermos and takes a swig, "Much better. Alright, time to play games" He pulls out his laptop (which Joshu had nothing to do with putting there because he had put it back himself before going outside.) and opened his steam account. "Right. L4D? Gmod? HL2? Hmm, oh I know! TF2! Perfect!"

"Oh no, this mission involves you acquiring the sleeping location of..." Dark stops rummaging and pulls out a silver cylinder with a red circle at the end, "I thought I gave this back..." He shakes his head and drops it again, "Anyway, you know the art-monkey right? You gotta find where he sleeps, I presume he's a student so just a dorm number and or bed will do" He pulls out a thermos an grins, "There you are. Oh? I've been in the bathroom emptying my tummy due to that art-monkey toxicing me"

After Dark had emptied the contents of his stomachs several times, refilled it and emptied it again, he decided that a nice cold slice of revenge was in order... ... After a nice warm hot chocolate that is. He heads back to his dorm to grab his special blend and finds Joshu getting into bed, "AHH! Jishu! perfect! I have a mission for you should you choose to accept it" He opens his bag while waiting for an answer.

(The page finally loaded without glitches!) Dark took a step back, his stomach started churning and throbbing, he was hit by a sudden burst of energy, as if all the food in his tummy was just u.... 'Oh, yep. it was used. Stomach, stomach please, please stop, just stop, wait. Please' "Time to visit the cafeteria" Turning to walk away, his stomach lurched, "Ooooooor the bathroom... Nah, Food first" He starts rushing towards the cafeteria, hoping he wouldn't run into anyone or get lost.

"Oooo, I recognise that glowiness, isn't that a thought sharey one? You may not want to do that on me" Darks brain clicks into nonsensical mode and within a second starts think all the following at once; 'The wonderful thing about Tiggers (etc) I like bumble bee, bumble bee tuna (etc) CAT! I'm a kitty cat! (etc) it's just a jump, to the left (etc) oo oo oo! You can help me with my book! It needs a good title, so Imma share it with you to help! Ok it starts off in...'

Dark had finished transcribing his novel and had decided to go outside, he'd been couped up all day and could use the air. As he walks out he notices the fine white cold on the ground. "Snow? In the middle of a desert?" He looks up "That's bloody beaut!" Looking further up he notices the sun appeared to be infrint of the clouds, "I... Ok... Not even I have an explanation for that" He start heading towards the benches and notices the Art-Monkey standing looking rather smug, his tail glowing, 'Hmm, smug face, tail glowing, magic sun... Hmmm' In hindsight Dark next decision may not have been the smartest... He picked a gem (a green sapphire, incredible rare, and very, very dense) out of his pocket... ...And pifs it at Niks head...

Dark looked up from his world and back into reality... He was greeted with the sight of the art-monkey Giji resting his head in one of the girls bosoms, a scary, muscley, desert dweller looking giji standing by steel-faced, his roommate helping his cousin with something or rather and everyone else looking either amused or confused... "Nope. Bugger this. Back to transcribing my book..."

Dark walked passed the gym, hearing noises from inside he decided to poke his head in. He see's that it is some sort of fight, and just walks away. He heads back to his dorm to pick up his laptop and the rest of the pages of his story, before going towards that canteen. He arrives and sees a few students there, he walks over to an empty table, open and starts his laptop, and after organizing and activating his writer program, he begins writing the story into the laptop, losing himself in his work.

Alright, Coolious, If I may slow you down a bit more by requesting my char. Resilience : Image His cutie mark is a glass/crystal tree, I just haven't drawn/made it yet. He has heterochromic eyes, his right is Old Gold (CFB52B) and the left is Neon Pink (FF6EC7). He works with gems and crystals and precious metals so can he be really shiny please He has a vest and bow tie, both in Khaki (9F9F5F) His coat is white (FFFFFF) but thanks to a childhood incident involving a tree, a table of glass-wear and gravity, it's raked with scars/scar tissue (Papayawhip in colour FFEFD5) His mane, as I'm giving you the rest of the HEX codes, is Hunter Green (215E21) and Sky Blue (3299CC). I totally haven't thought this guy through at all ... ...