The YCM Club Wars FIRST POST UPDATED (READ RULE XIV) [Started/Accepting Clubs/Accepting Club Members]

[Enma Kozato]

Chase was walking down a dark hallway when he heard the footsteps. He silently rushed to the main hall and saw Creator. "Hello there. Where've you been?" Chase said as he stepped out of the shadows once more looking at Creator. "Well you've changed. I wonder why I don't find me saying that ironic, before you ask. Or would Deus say that. I don't care. So, what story of survival do you bring to us. Or is this about the war? If so, you're a bit late.

we're siding with you."

[Deustodo]

Deus got near the giant turtle, he noticed that the person on it was looking at him, but he didn't look like a thread to him. "Alright, talking giant turtle, lets see if there is a Turtle's heaven somewhere to your soul." Deus was about to pull the trigger, when he saw Roxas, the leader of the Organization. "That is interesting, I might wait Roxas go away before I kill that talking turtle. I don't want to start any problem with the Chibis without a good reason." Deus tought changing the slug of his shotgun.

[Headmaster Monokuma]

"So, we are starting war soon. I'm not exactly looking forward to it, everyone besides me seems to have a freakish power." Mark had slowly made his way through the Team Rocket base, but he wasn't heading anywhere in particular. "I won't stand a chance against most of the people in the war. I haven't been in one, I haven't a single power to aid me, and I can't do much at all with just a bow." Mark was hoping to find someone who could give him some news about where to report to, but he could only find Grunts, Grunts, and more Grunts. Even the cold Clair would be a blessing right about now. Mark continued to wonder through the Iron plated walls of the Rocket base, but he still made it no closer to his goal, information.

[Sploda]

Creator raised an eyebrow, Chase told him the very ting he had come to ask. "well then I guess my being here only serves one other purpose. I'll just be collecting a few things I left here some time ago. And as for my survival, you can call it a stroke of luck." Creator said as he walked past Chase towards a seemingly empty room. Once inside he opened a hidden door and pulled out several Gummi parts. These will be enough to finish it. Creator thought gleefully.

 

Once returned to the main chamber he told DMG, "I guess you can consider me your connection to the Organization. If you don't mind I will lead your strike force so that you and Chase can focus on the slaughter. However my sensors indicate that your power levels are lower than normal, why is that?"

[Guest War Torn]

Striker went outside Pikachu's castle to find a reply from Nexev. "If its a fight they want, its a fight they are going to get," said to himself" Striker then ran off to gather some troops for the battle ahead. "Men, I have received a reply to the surrender or else message I sent to Organization XIII. They have decided to fight," yelled Striker. "You are strong and brave. I know your abilities. This war is going to be tough. Only by surviving will we prove that we are the greatest. Together, we will win!" His hand selected troops gave a loud cheer. Striker then left and wrote his reply. "You have made a grave mistake continuing the war. You have also make in mistake is threating to send me to hell. I promise you Nexev that you will die first. I'll give you one last chance. Surrender or die."

[Christian Exodia]

Alex looked at Black. "One, may I call you Marsuvees? And two, what rank am I again?" He asked. Alex checked the cane inside for any blood, then stuck his large cloth deeper inside. He took whatever blood was inside, wringed it into a wine glass, & took a sip. "Fullbody flavor." But he poured it out anyways. "And I wonder why a Wine Glass was put here since i'm underage." He poured in some water, & sipped it down. "Commander, I salute your leadership." He offered a toast to the Commander.

[PrimalFear]

Hayate Masaru was a man of unknown origin, he always wore a mask and had long blond hair. His loyalty lies with his comrades in the club R.P. 820:. Inside this club he had made good friends with the likes of many high ranking officers, thus including Black, Andx, Tempest, and a few others as well. He was the stealthy type tending to rely on his entrances into battles as well as having fun scarring the club members at times with the skill.

 

Hayate was standing above the Luxurious Hotel offered to R.P. 820: by the Orginazation. He walked to the side and peered over the side of the hotel. "I think this will do," he said as he slowly scaled the wall down using a 2 inch pipe connected to the roof. Hayate reached the meeting hall where his fellow club mates where suppose to meet, reaching into the half opened window he managed to open enough to slip in.

 

Using the huge curtain that hung down in front of the window he slid down ad landed on the floor. As he moved the curtain slightly he could see that he managed the set up correctly and no one was alerted by his presence as of yet. He heard Alex come in and sit down at the table and Black, Andx and Alex start speaking to each other. He used this as a distraction as he stepped out from the curtains behind Andx.

 

"Pfft.... and you call yourselves elite, if I was the enemy you all would have been taken out by now." Hayate used a high tone in his voice when saying this not only to warn them but to as a scare tactic as well. He knelt before his leaders and awaited a response before taking his seat near his friend Andx.

[.:Blu:.]

After finishing his training, Blaze finally decided to go to the meeting. "Man...... I hate meetings...... they're so boring....... I mean when are we going to kick some asses?" Blaze stated in a confident manner as he help his fist up and fire can be seen from his eyes. Blaze reached the edge of the hill he was on and then jumped down from it. As he was descending, Blaze's shoes started to electrified and Blaze quickly jumped onto metal poles and got down. He then use his electric covered shoes to quickly run to the hotel where the others of the R.P. 820 Club were waiting. As the meeting was continuing, Blaze crashed through the doors, landing near the fancy decorated table. Blaze got up and scratched the back of his head nervously in embarrassment. "Hehe, sorry 'bout that, hehe." Blaze stated as he took his seat. "Umm, so, what did I miss?" Blaze asked.

[Clair]

Clair strode down the hallway confidently. Grunts made sure to keep out of her way. A single step on her swishing cape could lead to immediate expulsion from the organization. Glancing to her side quickly, she noticed one of Rocket's select Admins, Mark. He was wandering around absentmindedly as usual, which made Clair frown in disgust.

 

"Mark!" she called angrily. "Come with me to Scarlet's office. The more higher-ups we can get, the better."

 

Without waiting for a response, she continued to walk towards her destination.

[Guest Tainted Black]

Black nodded at all of Andx's reply, and let out a spat about him "Fie, we'll get rid of the issue soon enough. Anyways, it's too bad about the plays. I miss acting." He transfromed his hand and began to feel it, when he heard Christian's reply. He charged a small black orb, surrounded with a green aura, on his Index finger, middle finger, and thumb, albeit they were furry claws now, and shot it at Alex, searing part of his shirt. "First, no one is to call me Marsuvees. NO ONE. Next, You will have your position revealed at the meeting, alright?" Black cast a glance at the arriving Blaze before turning back to Andx. "Bah... we really need a play. A good one too, not some crappy one like we usually end up in. It's sad that it's the employer's request." Black also chuckled at Hayate's Phrase. "Would I?" As the words left his mouth, his tail wrapped around the neck of Hayate, before fading away as his transformation ended. "Glad you're here, Hayate."

[Enma Kozato]

"We're sick with some vampiric disease I'm looking into right now. It's bedridden most of us useless, but only the strongest of us and a few lucky ones can manage it. I think it might have something to do with the blood we've all had lately. Although I doubt it's coincedental. Oh, while I'm talking to you, any reason we would need to go to your castle, because yo know we could get there before you finish your sentence." Chase sighed and leaned on a pillar near the wall. The pillar collapsed under his weight. "Stupid run-down place. Anyone have a stick? I'm sure it would be equivalent at serving the pillars purpose."

[Shadow Zero]

Shadow Zero stayed where he was standing, his turning to face the podium where Pikachu went to make his announcement the only movement he made. After Pikachu had made his announcement and lefty, Shadow Zero crossed his arms and lowered his head a bit, deep in thought as to what all of this could possibly mean. There was no doubt in his mind that they would be involved in the war somehow, and in enemy ranks. He briefly wondered where his old friend was, and if he had joined enemy ranks as well. Either way, it didn't make a whole lot of difference. He had been stubbornly stupid in the past, and now he was paying the price for it. Deciding that dwelling on the past would do hi9m no good, he turned aronud and went to speak to Pikachu, wondering just what would take place next. As he walked into the castle, he came across Striker and stopped only long enough to tell him "Sending them a letter of ultimatum was a very big mistake. It will only serve to strengthen their resolve. You should have done what I'm doing and wait for things to unfold before having to make decisions like that." Having spoken what was on his mind, Shadow Zero walked over to Pikachu's rest room so as to speak with him, and noticed that there was someone in there speaking with him already. What's this? I might as well wait and see what this brings before I do or say anything.

[Christian Exodia]

"Okay, and HOLY *Beep*!" He screeched. Blood seeped from a small wound. He collected a few drops & tasted. "Wow. And i've had THIS in my body for so long. Tasty." He smiled, but wrapped a bandage around that area. "Black, i'm sorry, but that was a bit too far." He pulled out a little hamster in his jacket, & stroked it, feeling it was scared from his pocket. "There There, Ace." He smiled to the hamster as it squirmed around in his hand, obviously enjoying the rub he was getting on his back.

[Headmaster Monokuma]

Mark heard his name called, saw Clair for half a second, and decided that she had to be the one. "Very well, I'll be coming now. Ice's office then, must be quite important, I tend to avoid the place." Mark hushed up as he decided that he didn't want Clair angry one bit. Well, I have a destination now. Sadly, it's not exactly an inviting place. Nobody wants to be summoned to Ice's office. As soon as you get near the place a sense of foreboding seems to take control of you. Mark then turned in the opposite direction, and followed Clair to Ice's office.

[Sploda]

"No However I can arrange for a Hotel if you would like, certainly better than here." Creator said looking around in disgust. "Well After the war I suggest asking Nexev, the real one, to help you out. I'm sure he can come up with an antidote. Now if you will excuse me, I must get back to work. My new ship needs these." Creator said holding up the Gummi parts. This is strange the only people to have gone missing in this area recently are those who lack a high White Blood cell count...

[Clair]

Clair smirked at Mark, who was tailing her. She knew he'd come. The Executive stepped onto a Rocket lift, and the mechanized monster took off right after she had set a boot on it. These lifts need to be upgraded. I nearly got killed! the Gym Leader cursed, grimacing as the lift came to a jarring halt.

 

Top Floor.

 

With those mechanically infused words, the lift's doors slid open and Clair stumbled into the shining corridor of the Leader's floor, kept spotless by Rocket's loyal legions of grunts. A few doors down, she could see another Executive, Xyr, knocking frantically on Ice's door. She didn't mind him, but those talons...

 

She shuddered and strode towards Xyr, her black cape blowing in the artificial breeze of the top floor. Ice always kept the air-conditioning going full blast.

 

"You here too, Xyr?" she asked casually, leaning up against the wall, pale arms crossed.

[Aqua Girl]

Frost covered the hellfire hinges fully sealing them in place, Aqua walked in, completely

interupting creators Exit. Aqua walked up to DMG, fell to her right knee, her right arm

on the knee, and while her left fist planted to the ground.

 

"Lord Donovyn! Excuse my interuption, the message you asked me to deliver to "Her" has been delivered....." Aqua said, waiting for her lord's reply, slowly remembering what was asked of her.

 

~~~~~

 

"But my lord! You know "She" has sworn solitude! She cannot help us..." Aqua said as her eyes began to well with tears trying to kepp her composure infront of her respected lord.

 

"Yes I know but wether she accepts or not atleast if we need her we will have that X factor. Please forgive me for asking something so selfish, Hannah" DMG says, Aqua with a slight blush on her with the mention of her rarely used true name.

 

Aqua Returned to reality to hear her lords reply.

 

(Oh yea I went there X3)

[Headmaster Monokuma]

"There she goes. Those lifts will be the death of us." Mark waited for the next lift, and when it came he jumped onto it. 'There, now I won't be killed when it moves." The lift quickly took him to the top floor, where Clair was talking to Xyr. Mark had never had an extended period of conversation with Xyr, so he had no reason to dislike him. He still has those talons I see. How so very strange. He quickly strode to Ice's door, and greeted Xyr. "Hello there. Is Ice not here? Or maybe Ice is just busy all of a sudden." Mark retreated to his own thoughts, and his own past. So many strange things have happened. Me joining Rocket may be the strangest of all...

[Godot]

Scarlet turned to her computer after it was finished loading, and checked some of the updates, and sent messages to every Rockets PDA, alerting them about the War. She then heard a loud knock and a familiar voice. "Xyr" thought the girl. Scarlet tried to ignore him, but she heard more Rockets coming at her front door. "Why did I have to become Rocket Boss? So much work, and so many annoying underlings." thought the girl as he stopped typing and shut off her computer. She spun her chair around to face the door and uttered the words "Come in." She then waved her hand and the door opened by itself.

[Jake the Sage]

"So its been decided then, eh?" Jake asked silently to himself, the sound of a crackeling fire in the background as he stood over the bodies of the dearly departed; at least . . . they were someone's dearly beloved, but not his. Letting out a slow laughter he put away the headphones, on which he had heard the voices of several key figures giving speeches to their respective armies and what not, and mused to himself how even his friends in RP 820 had chosen so quickly to become embroiled within the battlefields. Raising his hook sword from the body of a corpse he spun it around, letting the droplets of blood rain off of the edges, before making it vanish and felt his head spin. Shoving his hand into his pouch, searching frantically, Jake pulled out a small vial, "Dang virus just doesn't want to give up. Can't even get a decent nights sleep . . ."

 

Popping the top off he tilted the nettle towards his shoulder and injected himself with a serium he had been experimenting with to combat and, potentially, neutralize the effects of the virus what was spreading throughout the clubs like the famous black plauge; though even he did not know if the serium was helpping . . . or making his condition worsen with each dosage he injected into his bloodstream. Sighing deeply, his black ringed eyes opening, Jake thought to himself, "I suppose I should attend the meeting I overheard for RP 820 . . . but it would be too much trouble- I suppose I'm 'obliged' too . . . dang why can't I just go back to the way things were . . ."

 

His mind drifting Jake recalled how he had onced been the leader of his own organization, a mercenary group that had aimed for the top and would allow him to infulence the world, and how it had all came crashing down during the period of the Fake Type War. Stretching he shook his head, nothing he could do could reclaim those glory days of old . . . but it would be fun to resume his old profession once more.

 

"Then its settled," he said changing form, an ability he acquired while climbing the ranks of RP 820, "Legendary Merc Valiant has returned . . ."

 

Shutting his book Jake began to walk into the distance- the war was just starting . . . and he thirst for battle. Striking a post he got a grin and remembered a promise to a friend . . . one he had to, and wanted to, keep, "For Pony!!!"

 

[Eury]

"Ah, Scarlet. Good. We have a very important matter to discuss." As Xyr was talking, he took a seat in one of the chairs by Scarlet's desk. To become comfortable, he spread his wings so that they would not be squished between the chair and his body.

 

"The war, why is it being fought and who against? Who are we allied with and who is the enemy allied with? This is incredibly important as most of our grunts have never been to war before and have never seen someone die. We cannot risk psychologically murdering our grunts."

[Clair]

Clair took her Executive seat, the one two chairs over from Xyr, in front of Ice's desk. She groaned as Xyr's unfurled wings still managed to brush her pale shoulder. However, she then focused on her leader, letting all petty annoyances drift from her mind. This was wartime. This was possibly going to be the greatest moment in Rocket history. And she, Clair, the fallen leader of Blackthorn City, was going to be a part of it. She smiled at the thought, and waited to hear from Scarl- Ice.

 

Clair really needed to stop calling her that.

[Headmaster Monokuma]

Mark took a seat at the far end of the room, away from the others. "Great, so this is for the war. Xyr is right. Although they may be willing to fight, many will be tramatized by it. We have to think this through all the way." Mark trailed off, and once again resorted to his habit of losing himself in his memories. They thought I was going to do something noble with my life, and here I am sitting in Team Rocket's base, about to hear about the war from it's leader. How disappointed would they be in me? He looked at Ice, then down to the ground. He had just grow much more solemn, in the course of three seconds.

[Godot]

"You can't risk psychologically damaging them. I can. But that's besides the point." Said the girl as she spun around in her chair. "But that's aside the point. We're against Club Pikachu. Why? We've always wanted to take down Pikachu, no? That's one reason, the other reason is classified, as of now. We're allied with the Organization, who's allied with others that I don't know of at the moment. Club Pikachu's current allies are unknown at the moment. The rest is classified." said Scarlet while tapping her foot. She then turned to Mark and Clair. "You wanted something too?"

[Headmaster Monokuma]

"I just want to know what the start of this war is. Of course, you said that the reason was classified, so I won't press. I know that Pikachu has something to do with it, and that's enough for me." Mark jumped up from his chair. He was getting upset, and when he gets upset, he paces around the room. "Clair here, brought me to your office, so I didn't plan on coming. I have nothing more." Mark waited to be dismissed, as he felt that Ice would have no more reason for him to stay. I feel as if they would really hate me now. I would too if I was in their position. But I have made my choice, I'm staying by Team Rocket.