Every bit as (Pokemon RP) Mad as he looks!

[Count of Cutesy]

Do you ever go to bed every night thinking that you might die soon? That's how everyone in Psycho City feels every night. In a City filled with mass murderers and serial killers, anything can happen. There is one deranged psycho that is more feared than the rest: A watchog named Cray Calus, a Watchog that's every bit as crazy and evil as his species looks. He's been rumored to have over 137 kills under his belt, and tonight will mark the day he scores his 138th.

While some may fear the shadows, an ignorant Gallade spends his time in a dark alley, smoking a cigarette. Unbeknown to him was that his life was currently in vain. On the rooftops of the buildings surrounding the alley, there he was, Cray Calus. The Gallade didn't suspect a thing as the Watchog crept up above him and grabbed him! The Gallade eventually broke free after trying to stab Cray with his own elbow blades. Cray knew better than that and let go. The Gallade then charged at Cray, who was smiling evilly as he watched the Gallade run at him. But the Gallade didn't know who he was dealing with. After the Gallade tried to attack, Cray quickly dodged and struck the back of his leg, all while making it look easy. Then, Cray struck the other leg, practically immobilizing the Gallade. But to make sure he could not fight back, Cray swiftly waved his blade through both of the Gallade's swords, not only disabling him, but making him helpless. Cray pointed his sword in the Gallade's face in confidence. It looks for sure the Gallade would be dead. ... But then, Cray's ears perked up, and he quickly grabbed Gallade in the back, having his face turned away. Cray was no ordinary psycho, he was a smart Psycho. Eventually emerging into the alley was a Raichu with a gun. He pointed the gun at the Watchog and said "Don't even think about it, or I will shoot." But the Watchog simply smiled. "Go ahead, Sirius, shoot." Sirius started to look angrily at the confident Watchog, who's sword was drawing nearer to the Gallade. Eventually... The Raichu shot his gun. ...But the outcome wasn't in his favor. Right before Sirius shot, the Watchog pushed the Gallade forward and jumped away. The Bullet ended up wounding the Gallade instead of Cray. Sirius dropped his gun in shame as the Gallade staggered forward. Eventually, Cray got right behind the Gallade and impaled him in the chest. "Nice shot, Stomped!" The Watchog taunted before Jumping off onto the fire escapes and onto the buildings. As Sirius watched the Watchog disappear, he looked to the now dead Gallade and put his paw infront of his heart, kind of showing that he barely cared about the Victim. Afterword he picked up his gun and went off. Back to his head quarters.

As he returned to the Vigilante HQ, he saw all of his comrades looking at him, eager to know if he finally defeated Cray. "Sorry guys, he got away again." The disappointed Raichu then hung his coat up onto a coat rack near the front door of the HQ, and then went into a dark room and closed the door. A slamming sound was heard inside. Obviously, Sirius was getting frustrated.

[Chroin]

Sirius's  door slammed open and in walked a Snivy. It looked as if it had been in some sort of bar fight, as it looked sleepy, and it's shirt was ripped and torn. It turned toward Sirius. "I'm here to apply." he said in a drowsy voice. He seemed sad about something, but what?

[Count of Cutesy]

Now was not the time Sirius wanted to deal with this, but Sirius decided to do this anyway. "Umm, sure. All you have to do is sign this form, and fill in all the details, and we will be good to go." Sirius still wanted time to think, which is why he gave the Snivy the form to fill out.

[serpington]

marco was patroling the city as per usual, nothing worth his time. he made it back to the HQ and went through the main entrance and coped the usual looks. he walked to his room, passing sirius' room and ignoring the strong smell of alcohal befor making it to his room in the run down former appartment block. and continued in his daily routenes.

[Chroin]

"Hmph.." the Snivy said as he quickly picked up the form and filled everything in. Once he had finished, he slammed the form down on Sirius's desk, and in big letters scrawled on the front was the name, "Chroin Toyoshima."

[Count of Cutesy]

"Excelent, you're in." Sirius obviously didn't read the form. He was lost in thought. But he looked back at the Snivy and said "I suppose you will want to start hunting badguys soon. Well, I guess I can go get Marco and the others and we will go find someone to capture. Okay?" Sirius had a phone on his desk, which he picked up and quickly dialed Marco's number. When and if he picked up, he would say "Hey Marco. We have a new recruit, and I think he wants to start right now. You were out patrolling today, did you see anything unusual? ...Huh. That so. Okay, well if something comes up, let me know. Perhaps turn on the radio, there might be news of a robbery or a car crash or a psychopathic genius trying to hijack someones apartment or home and rig the darn place with traps and explosives. If you hear about an incident like that, don't hesitate to call back.

(In other versions of this RP, there is a part where Cray rigs someone's home with traps and explosives and manages to kill of at least three unimportant characters that only appear in said scene.)

[serpington]

marco lay on his bed, his mask next to the phone on the bedside table. a dim slither of light crept into the room through a crack in the wall shining down onto his hevily scared cheak, the rest of his face covered in darkness when the phone rang, he lazily set it to speaker phone and listened. Hey Marco. We have a new recruit, and I think he wants to start right now. You were out patrolling today, did you see anything unusual?" "not by my standards." ...Huh. That so. Okay, well if something comes up, let me know. Perhaps turn on the radio, there might be news of a robbery or a car crash or a psychopathic genius trying to hijack someones apartment or home and rig the darn place with traps and explosives. If you hear about an incident like that, don't hesitate to call back." "will do, and you had better not have sent the new guy here....." there was a loud knock on the door. "i hate you..."

(i'll post a pic of marco's currant mask in my next post.)

[Chroin]

As the door opened slowly, Chroin's eyes spun wildly around the room. He away quickly as he found an Infernape's eyes glaring at him. "I... umm... Sirius said that you could help train me." he said shakily. His cyber sword shone as obviously as a gun does on a city slicker. Hmph... It seems like I'm always looking away, Chroin noted to himself.

[serpington]

(not finished yet...)

marco looked at the kid, slowly reaching over and grabbing his mask. "best you don't see whats left of what i used to call a face." he covered his face in the darkness of the back of the room, making sure that nothing more than the hevily scared cheak and his dark red glowing eyes was all that the rookie saw. "feel free to grab something of the wall, just try not to lose anything." he said walking over and flicking on a light switch and revealing all four walls covered in guns, swords, explosives, masks, rocket launchers, grinades and grinade launchers. he stood in front of the chroin confidently, his pitch black coat sweirling around his combat boots even though there was no wind.

[Count of Cutesy]

Eventually, another call from Sirius came on the phone. "Oh, and don't let the new recruit grab any of the masks. I know how valuable those masks are to you. And whatever you do, DON'T let him grab the mask on your..." Sirius stopped. "Nevermind, that's pretty much self exclamatory. Just ring me up when something comes up."

(Not sure what to do with Sirius right now.)

[Chroin]

Chroin turned his attention towards the weapons upon the wall, and just as quickly looked away. "Thanks," he said, "but I think that I'll stick with my cyber sword." He unsheathed his sword, which generated electricity once Chroin's hand had grabbed it. It glowed a light greenish color, and was made up of the same hexagonal pattern that shone upon Chroin's shirt.  He turned away yet again and asked the simple question, "What now?"

[serpington]

"all thats left to do, is hunt." marco lead chroin out into the street, geting the same looks of distain from the other vigilanties on his way out. one of them even called out "good luck, your going to need it." he called to chroin as the two walked out and disapearing. moments later marco turned to chroin. "why do you whant to be one like us? why a vigilantie?"

[Chroin]

"I've been through a lot." he said with disdain. He thought back unto that tragic day when his parents were shot, and shuddered. "I feel that I'm ready to do something that can change the world."

[serpington]

"change the world? ha! i was young and nieve once, wanna know what it got me? these scars. wanna know why i wear this mask? cos if i don't then i'm reminded of everything i once stood for. we don't change the world, all we do is momentarily clean it up so someone else can sleep eazy while this city refills the slime we clean up ready to terrorize the world when i wakes." marco said coldly never seperating his gaze from chroin's, his dark red eyes seeming to burn through him from under the painted metal mask.

[Chroin]

Chroin turned away, shuddering as the the Infernape's dark gaze pierced his. He wondered what he had been through, and what kind of a past he had, but he did not say a word.