"Attention, citizens of the world. I plead you to join our cause. It has been a year and yet you do nothing, you neither help nor resist us. So much trouble will be spared if you take our side, the side of justice." a young man said into several different cameras that had "LIVE FEED" glowing above the lens. He was in a dark room, with the only light being shone on him, and then the light from the glowing LIVE FEED cameras. He had dark brown hair that slightly hung in front of his blue-gray eyes, but didn't obscure them. His skin was pale, and he was wearing a white T-shirt with an opened forest green jacket, sepia cargo pants, and black tennis shoes. He was sitting at an ornately carved mahogany desk, and his arms were resting on the desk.
"Cobalt Storm has changed so much in so short a time. We've rid you of the numerous Teams that plagued your streets, saved your Pokemon from experiments and unneeded capture, helped rebuild that which was broken. You must take this into account. If anything, you should be dying to help us! The Trainers and Masters of old have betrayed you. They reject the idea of the Teams working together to make the world better. Don't let them help you when you have not asked for it. They should help because you want them to help, not because they feel like playing the hero
"I, Sakaki Heruga, give you this offer: help Cobalt Storm defeat those who would rather let evil prevail once more, or don't get in our way. I will not let any harm befall those who choose not to take either side, for then I'd be a tyrannical man. I look forward to hearing your responses."
"And clear." a man behind a camera said. Sakaki stood up and exited the room, entering a long highly polished hallway. As he took a left he began to talk to himself.
"Yes...my tactical plans have never failed before, save for when my subordinates fail in carrying out their orders. The Trainers haven't won that many victories, but how many more will it take until the public takes their side? No, they've won few and far between for the citizens to even have noticed, really, so there's no point in pursuing that thought. My genius is unparalleled, but still...there's something about their commanders. It's almost as if they have a psychic on their side. Sabrina can manipulate objects, but can she see the future? No, that's absurd...."
Sakaki took a right without even glancing up from the floor, entering another highly polished hallway, albeit a lot shorter. "Now, the only thing I have left to do is to get-" everything started shaking violently, cutting him off.
"What the?" he exclaimed, looking around. "We're on an air ship the size of a large storm system, two and a half miles in the air, and something blows up. What could have happened?" Sakaki ran towards the direction of the explosion, and looked taken aback. Where a large stained-glass window used to be was now a giant gaping hole.
"Sabotage."
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This is a private PRP between myself, Cody*implodes*, Psycho Monkey, Kalseng, Belle, and Chibi. If you didn't get an invite, it's not because we don't love you. It's because you weren't around last time.
"Cobalt Storm has changed so much in so short a time. We've rid you of the numerous Teams that plagued your streets, saved your Pokemon from experiments and unneeded capture, helped rebuild that which was broken. You must take this into account. If anything, you should be dying to help us! The Trainers and Masters of old have betrayed you. They reject the idea of the Teams working together to make the world better. Don't let them help you when you have not asked for it. They should help because you want them to help, not because they feel like playing the hero
"I, Sakaki Heruga, give you this offer: help Cobalt Storm defeat those who would rather let evil prevail once more, or don't get in our way. I will not let any harm befall those who choose not to take either side, for then I'd be a tyrannical man. I look forward to hearing your responses."
"And clear." a man behind a camera said. Sakaki stood up and exited the room, entering a long highly polished hallway. As he took a left he began to talk to himself.
"Yes...my tactical plans have never failed before, save for when my subordinates fail in carrying out their orders. The Trainers haven't won that many victories, but how many more will it take until the public takes their side? No, they've won few and far between for the citizens to even have noticed, really, so there's no point in pursuing that thought. My genius is unparalleled, but still...there's something about their commanders. It's almost as if they have a psychic on their side. Sabrina can manipulate objects, but can she see the future? No, that's absurd...."
Sakaki took a right without even glancing up from the floor, entering another highly polished hallway, albeit a lot shorter. "Now, the only thing I have left to do is to get-" everything started shaking violently, cutting him off.
"What the?" he exclaimed, looking around. "We're on an air ship the size of a large storm system, two and a half miles in the air, and something blows up. What could have happened?" Sakaki ran towards the direction of the explosion, and looked taken aback. Where a large stained-glass window used to be was now a giant gaping hole.
"Sabotage."
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This is a private PRP between myself, Cody*implodes*, Psycho Monkey, Kalseng, Belle, and Chibi. If you didn't get an invite, it's not because we don't love you. It's because you weren't around last time.