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This is more for OOC reference than anything, and updated constantly. If you want your character to join the PGC, just poke me here and we can work somehting out for an IC introduction.

IMPORTANT:I have done my best to take out any dropped or idled-out characters from the roster, but if you see someone who shouldn't be here, or should be that I missed, feel free to let me know. I really don't bite.
( Squads 1 through 3 )

Notes: This knowledge is available ICly to members of the Corps only, though if a Rocket member wishes to find out, this may also be a possibility. At some point. With a lot of plotting. I'm sure we can work something out! :3 we're an equal opportunity group, I promise.

How's my Light? Like her? Don't like her? Go ahead and say it~ I don't bite, so speak your mind. Any and all crit/concerns will be noted. Anon Enabled, IP Screen off, and comments screened.

Or, if you'd prefer, I can be reached via AIM at nocteperpetua on most evenings, during USA Central Standard Time.

[And yes. I did delete this by acccident instead of allowing anon comments.]

This is Lightning; leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

[ooc: Good for IC plotting or OOC contact if you can't nab me anywhere else. Just specify if IC or OOC, and what format for IC communication.]

[PGC Filter; sent to all members.]
I need all available Corps Members to split and head to either Violet City or Goldenrod. No less than three members to a city; when you get there, go to the Pokémon Center and ask Nurse Joy for a package held for Hal Freditch. Report back with what you find, or if no one is able to get to either city.

Lightning out.

[ooc: as explained here, and ICly handled here and here, Falkner's lost birds are finally being recovered. Two to a Center, with Lightning taking Olivine and the birds there. There are no set recovery teams for the other cities, so multiple threads should be a-okay.]

[Private Text to: Hope and Vanille; locked]

You two doing alright?

[Private Text to: Talim; PGC Filter]

I'll be in Mahogany tonight. Are you and Ironhide still in town?

[/private]

[Anonymous Text; unfiltered]

When you've been in this world long enough to see and do everything it has to offer, what's left? How do you spend the rest of your time here when there's nothing left to do?

[The feed clicks on suddenly and to harsh breathing, Lightning white as a sheet and her shoulders heaving as she is clearly trying to catch her breath. There's loud roaring in the distance somewhere behind her, and she casts a glance over her shoulder and the tree she's bracing herself against, before she returns her attention to the camera.]

If anybody's watching this, stay out of Ilex. There's something in here that won't hesitate to kill you. I think I've almost got it down, but--[Whatever else she's going to say gets cut off as she whirls around, just in time for the camera to catch this cleaving the tree just above her head, and she goes down with a cry of shock. The gear clatters to the ground in time to see her scramble as the creature roars, clearly trying to cut her down the middle with that sword.

But it doesn't get the chance. There's a tremendous crack and a different kind of roar, the roar of thunder, right as a bolt of lightning crashes down on the monster as if the heavens themselves just launched a bolt down at the horrid thing, before everything glows a rosy pink and rose petals drift through the air. The gear vibrates, shaking wildly until it spins and the angle changes to show the creature roaring in anger as it faces down something it wasn't expecting.

A target that fights back.

In the ensuing battle of blades and lightning, the gear shuts off when someone, or perhaps something, steps on it. Lightning might not be coming back for that gear for a while.]

[Morning, Johto. Have some eggs, and a rather annoyed sounding Lightning.]

It turns out that leaving any of my team alone for so much as a single night is a bad idea. [sigh, and she turns the camera to face the eggs again. There's various patterns on the shells, some pink, some a burnt orange, others blue and black and the last pair brown. They're all paint splattered, but seem to be intact.]

From the patterns, I think these are Cleffa, Eevee, and Vulpix eggs. I know these are Riolu eggs. [she taps them in turn as she speaks, specifing the ones she means as she goes.]

They're going for a thousand a piece, and I can deliver if you're in Olivine--

[She pauses in mid-sentence there, and it's possible to hear some high whinnying over the distant sound of the ocean. The camera shifts as she pads outside to the veranda, showing bright sand and two black and white striped eggs nestled in it, along with an angry Zebstrika and a practically sheepish looking Rapidash before she sees them herself.]

Odin, what are you...

[she stops, gear still in hand as she peers over the railing and onto the sand to where her trusty steeds are staring each other down, and Thundaga's not happy. Odin squeals as Thundaga chases him down the beach, sparking the entire way, and Lightning? Well, she just sighs. You have got to be kidding.]

Add two more to that count. Blitzle. [she shakes her head with a frown, and end feed. Somepne's got a horse to rescue.]

[ooc: there's still some eggs available here!]

[Evening, people of the Corps. Have a Lightning on your screens tonight, with the howling roar of the blizzard right behind her. She doesn't look too good, hair pinned away from a too-flushed face, but her voice is even and strong.]

As soon as this blizzard's blown over and the holidays have passed, I need everybody in Goldenrod as soon as possible. You've heard by now that the Radio Tower is still being held by Team Rocket, and we're planning to take it back. [a pause as she swallows hard and inhales, then:] But in order for this to work, we need everybody here so we can plan squads to cover our weaknesses instead of leaving holes in our defense. We're only going to get one shot at this before they start preparing for an attack instead of leaving the doors open, so we have to make this count.

[Her eyes narrow slightly now, before she sighs.]

I'm not saying this is going to be easy. Chances are people are going to get hurt, both on our side and theirs, but you were all warned about that when you signed up for the Corps. If you think you won't be able to do this, for whatever reason, say something now and we'll move on without you. We don't have room for sympathy this time.

[End feed. Blunt and to the point, as always.]

[ooc: as always, a list of the Corps Members can be found here. If your character is a member, assume that they received a message directing them here, just in case it was ICly missed.]

[Good day, Pokemon World. I hope you like ice, because that's what you're getting on this fine crazy morning. Or rather, a nice view of the Ice Cave from the mouth of an Arcanine, whining in discomfort as she slides her way across the icy paths beneath her paws. Why's she doing that? Well, she's just following her trainer, who is easily spotted by the black leather jacket and pink hair tumbling down her shoulders as she attempts to walk across the ice but skates more than she steps. Where is Lightning going? Well, she's got a steed to rescue.]

Odin, stay there!

[Odin, trapped on a patch of snow that's barely big enough to hold him steady, can only toss his head and snort in impatience, Pokeball moving at his feet as he shifts from side to side, clearly wanting off the ice and wanting off now. Lucky tries to follow in Lightning's footsteps, but one misstep sends the giant firedog slipping like a newborn Deerling across the ice. Momentum carries her into Lightning, who goes down with an "oof", and while Lucky manages to dig her claws in to stop herself, Lightning she can't get her feet back under her in time to avoid falling down a hole in the ice. She manages to grasp onto the edge as Odin whinnies in concern and Lucky barks for her, but she's slipping. Help her out before she falls? Force her down? Your call, but that's a pretty long way down!]

( Private Texts for Riku & Xion + tl;dr Video + Action for those in Goldenrod. )

[Anon Text]
If someone gave you a chance to help protect this world and everyone who lives here from the people who want to harm it, would you do it? Or would you stand by and watch it burn like the Lighthouse?

[Morning, bright and early. The cries of sea-pokemon are all that break the silence, and anyone along a coast line would sleep right through that....up until there's a distinct Pikachu yawn, anyway. Spark's playing Camerachu again, but what's he recording?

His trainer, barefoot on the sand in her work-out clothes and no cast on her previously broken ankle. What's she doing out there at such an unbearably early hour? Training. Or rather, a series of kicks and flips that look like they should be impossible, but she manages up until the landing, which she can't quite stick as her heel goes out from under her on the dry sand and she tumbles to land flat on her back with a "whump" of an impact. She lays there for a minute, dragging her hands down her face, before she forces herself up in a backwards roll and dusts sand from her legs. As if this is some kind of cue, Spark chatters and bolts to her side, dislodging the gear from wherever it was and ending the video with a clatter.]

Text: PGC Locked
Team Rocket has a list of people they want taken out. The known people on that list are: Athrun Zala, Shinn Asuka, Emmy Altava, Minnie Mouse, Crow Hogan, and myself, Lightning Farron. Whether or not this has changed since I found out isn't something I can be sure of at the moment, but you needed to know this. Team Rocket isn't above attacking people when they're down, so stay out of trouble and be aware of your squadmates. Don't count anywhere as safe until we can be absolutely sure things have started to clear up again.

If you hear anything about what they might be planning, contact either this number or Ventus as soon as you can, but don't rush into things alone. None of us are working alone, and acting like you are will only make things harder for you and for the rest of us.

[Private Text to: Emmy Altava]
Did you manage to get a chance to talk to Kimblee yet? Did he have anything to say about what happened in Olivine?

I said get out of the way!

[Morning, Johto. Enjoy your very early morning wake up call. No, seriously, it's early. The sun's not even up-early. Lightning normally sleeps through this time of day, so why is she on the network? ...Well, she's not exactly on it by choice. Her Pokemon have the gear again, and it's showing that a nurse is trying to stop a very pale and rather shaky Lightning from leaving the Center, but considering she's dressed and with a pair of Lucario's at her side, she's not going to be stopped. At all.]

Miss Farron, if you'll just calm down--

Calm down? I just spent the past six hours puking my guts out while you ran around like headless chocobos trying to fix a problem that shouldn't have happened, and you expect me to calm down? [She scoffs at that, moving to shove past, but the nurse bars her passage yet again.]

Miss Farron, the poison is still affecting your body. If you'd sit down and let us help-

[Now Lightning snarls, and it's still rather intimidating despite looking like she's going to fall at any second.]

Help? Like when you somehow didn't notice someone go into my room in the middle of the night and let this happen? I don't need your help. I can handle this myself.

[The nurse aims to protest again, but Lightning doesn't listen and she goes around, hobbling out of the Center on crutches while not looking back even as the feed shorts out with a startled "Pika!". It never comes on again, but those who go out looking for her will find her on the porch of Minnie's house, sitting on one of the chairs with her head in her hands, that pair of Lucarios and a Pikachu nearby so she isn't alone. She really doesn't look well, either, so their concern is probably warranted.]

[ooc: due to plottings, Lightning spent the night badly poisoned and is now rather freaked out because, well, no idea who did it! :3 My thanks to both Cobra-mun and Kimblee-mun for this plot, it's been fun!]

( tl;dr action for those who want to visit her. )
Leon's gone. He said to tell you he was sorry.

[Private text to: Ventus]
Can you come by for a minute? I need your help with something.

[Normally there would be some kind of comment from Lightning about this, being that she currently has her memories of this being the fourth time things have gone to chaos in a handbasket, but instead of that, her gear feed is focused on something else in the Center room she still occupies; something that Sen is pawing at in curiosity. It appears to be a regular old Clefairy doll, but the moment that Sen gets close enough to sniff it, it giggles and transforms into something else entirely. Something that sends Sen skittering back in surprise and has Lightning blinking.

Not that she has time do much of anything about it, though; the creature is already forming pink bubbles and launching them everywhere, bouncing on one and sending the rest bouncing across the room, walls and ceiling included. Sen immediatly starts yipping in amusement, chasing and popping bubbles, while the Skitty that had been on Lightning's lap does the same. The creature continues to giggle and make more bubbles for the two mons to chase, and Lightning? Well. She just smiles and watches for a bit. It could be a lot worse, right?

Definitely could be a lot worse, especially since the creature is floating in front of Lightning's face now, blowing a small bubble that pops right in Lightning's face and makes her jump, soft amusement now replaced by a most definite lineface as the creature nearly falls over itself laughing, Sen and the Skitty doing the same no matter the looks she gives them. Anyone coming in for a visit is likely to get the same treatment, so watch out. At least it's friendly, though! That's good, right? ....Right?]

[First the trash and sludge come to life, then the fog keeping anyone from seeing more than five feet in front of their faces rolls in. It would have been enough to drive anyone up the wall, and it certainly did that to Lightning. It was why she'd left the city, trying to get a better vantage point and see just what else they were dealing with.

That was, of course, before the storm hit and turned visibility to less than zero. That was before the gear turns on, showing her face, lips pressed in a tight line as she stands with her back to a tree as the harsh rain plasters her hair and clothes to her skin. She's not happy about this, that's for sure. She didn't turn the gear on by accident, though, because she opens her mouth to say something, but then the screen shakes in time with a low tremor just as she turns, seemingly ready to move somewhere else.

It's not enough of a tremor to knock anything over, but the muddy ground is already slick and Lightning stumbles, gear tumbling from her hand as she curses, trying to regain her balance. She doesn't have a chance to, however, before the very air itself turns a bright blue for what can't be more than half a second, and then the screen goes white with the insanely bright flash of lightning blocking out the camera with the glare and booming roar of thunder covering any sounds but a rumble almost as loud but on a different pitch. It sounds almost like something fell, but...what's out there to fall?

Trees. When the lightning dissipates and the screen returns to normal about a minute later, it's obvious a few trees have fallen over for some reason, most likely a bolt of lightning striking one and making it topple its neighbours. The most obvious one to topple was the one Lightning had been leaning on, so...where is she? Pinned under it. The angle the gear landed at makes it hard to see, but that is most definitely one pink-haired woman pinned hip to shoulder under a decently heavy looking tree, and she's not moving. She doesn't move at all again while the feed continues, even as her Lucario and Haunter force out of their Pokeballs to try and help her, but eventually the rain soaks so deep into her gear that it shorts out, sputtering into static and going dark like a broken TV set.]

[ooc: video/text/audio replies ICly delayed by a few hours. Action for those in the area, and said folks should expect to be ambushed by the Pokemon she had with her as they drag you to help her, but be wary of fallen trees. It is hard to see out there!]

[Text; Filtered to all PGC members]

There was a casualty to the bombing yesterday. A boy named Danny Fenton was mailed a bomb, and Cobra Commander has threatened to take us out for getting in his way. He doesn't know the Corps exists, but be on your guard regardless. Don't handle anything suspicious and avoid traveling alone at all costs until we can deal with him and whoever else he may be working with. Avoid mentioning us in public, as well. We'll need every advantage we can get for as long as we have it.

[Audio; Filtered to: Leon, Hope, Serah, and Ven.]
We should leave the city before something else can happen. Are you ready to get moving?
( Action; Violet City Inn )

[Hi, Johto. Hope you don't mind whatever you're doing around noon getting interuppted, because it's going to, by a woman with pink hair. Some of you may recognize her and the boy writing on paper behind her, others may not. It doesn't matter, either way. You'll know them soon enough; some of you better than others. It's hard to make out what Ven's writing, but the papers beside him are covered in Lightning's handwriting. What can be seen of them seems to be some kind of list, though it doesn't say for what it's meant for. No, that would be too easy. Especially since she's going to explain.]

We've got enough to start with. Anyone who's doing something about Team Rocket, get to Goldenrod by next Saturday.

[Or perhaps not explain. Because with that said, she moves to end the feed before something Ven is writing gets her attention and she frowns a bit deeper than normal.]
That's just asking for trouble, Ven.

[He glances up at her when she says that, but she cuts the feed before anything can be said. Sorry, people. No secrets for you guys yet.]

[ooc: for those of you involved in the Anti-Team Rocket Squads, consider this the start of things. :3 For those of you who need CR, feel free to comment and consider yourselves ICly included. Also, Ven may be tagging into threads. Mingle at your discretion~]

[Hi, Johto. Hve you been enjoying your...odd weekend? Hopefully so, because it's about to get weirder. Enjoy your view of Lightning hunched over a stove in the Cherrygrove Pokémon Center, stirring something in a pot. It's an odd sight, both with her hair twisted up into a messy bun and the fact that she's...actually cooking. Anyone who knows her knows that's not a good sign. Especially when she's starting to look a little bit frazzled.]

No, no, no...come on. Don't you dare burn.

[Yes, she's talking to her pot of...something. Unfortunately, this doesn't help her with the cooking and it's with a rather frustrated sound that she takes that pot off the stove, camera tracking her movements while she places it in the sink before scrubbing her face, leaving smears of chocolate down her cheeks as she takes a breath to regain her composure. Is she giving up? Not on your life.

She's just turning back to the counter, where there's enough ingredients for one more try along with a recipe book she's looking back at.]

You could always help, you know.

[A startled "Pika!" and...end feed. Spark still enjoys being Camera-chu, it seems.]

Current Mood: frustrated

--I said stop that.

[Well. Someone sounds a little angry today, doesn't she? Lightning's not exactly known for her easy-going nature, but she's calmed down a lot here in Johto. Except it doesn't seem that way from the tone of her voice.

But at least the growling isn't her. No, that growling belongs to the Shinx who just happens to be chewing on the gear, keeping the feed in blackness until Spark pulls it free of his mouth and starts a bit of a Pokésquabble. This does let anyone watching see that Lightning has a cloth over her arm and is chasing Odin around, the horse prancing and...yep. Dancing around to avoid her. He seems amused, though, especially after she tosses the cloth over his back. It's a saddle blanket, and it's supposed to stay on, but Odin's not having any of it. Nope, he's just running away so quickly it falls to the ground and leaves Lightning in the dust. Amused horse is amused and...almost laughing.

Yep. A laughing horse. It apparently does happen, but Lightning is most certainly not amused. She's just picking up the saddle blanket and trying again. And again. And again. And each time, Odin just runs away and ditches the blanket, leaving Lightning shaking her head while Shinx and Spark continue to tussle, hitting the gear and ending the feed without her noticing it was even on.]

( Private to Rise )

Current Mood: annoyed

Again. That's the third time.

[Morning, Johto. Have a Lightning-face appearing on your feed today as she realizes that yet another weekend has been lost, and she doesn't seem to happy about that...nor does she quite realize she turned on the camera and not just the calender app as she checks that while sitting in bed. And no; she hasn't quite noticed the rather dark bruise on her forehead just yet. Not that she's going to, either, what with her Lucario suddenly rushing into the room and tugging on her hand with both his paws, making vaguely worried noises the entire time.]

Sen, what are you--

[More tugging. He wants her up and out of bed as of this moment, and with something that sounds like an agreement, she stands up. Or rather tries to stand up; it's not long before she's falling to her knees as soon as she tries, the gear clattering to the ground in front of her but still showing her wide eyes. That was...unexpected. Sen drops to her side with a yip of alarm, but Lightning has already found the source of what made her tumble; blood stains her hand and her side as she presses down on a wound there, eyes narrowing in confusion.]

Where did...

[A glance back at the gear, which she then shuts off without a warning thinking the fall turned it on. She is kind of busy, after all, but not too busy to avoid sending out a text about fifteen minutes later.]

Is everyone all right? Was anyone else hurt and can't remember how it happened?

Current Mood: crappy

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OOC: PGC Squad listing [last updated December 20th, 2013]

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037 [Text; PGC locked]

036 [Private + Anon Texts]

The 6th Storm [4th Wall 6; Video/Action for Ilex Forest]

035 [Video/Action for Olivine]

034 [video; Locked to the PGC]

The 5th Storm [4th Wall 5; Video/Action for Ice Path]

033 [Video/Action for Goldenrod + Anon Text]

032 [Video/Action for Olivine/Locked Texts] {Backdated to the 4th}

031 [Video/Action for Olivine]

030 [Action for Olivine Pokemon Center/Text]

The 4th Storm [4th Wall Four; Video/Action for Olivine Pokemon Center]

029 [Video/Action for Route 39]

028 [Text/Audio/Action for Violet City]

027 [Video]

026 [Video/Action for Cherrygrove PokéCenter]

025 [Video/Action for Saffron]

024 [Video/Text] {Backdated to morning of the 12th}