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Post by Tae Seung Kyon on Feb 22, 2018 18:32:45 GMT -6
Constant steps sounded throughout the streets of New Veherna as a specific person took his daily jog. Now, this guy was more or less somewhat well known to a lot of people around town. ...Not to be snobbish or arrogant, but hey- that’s what the idol life did to your image more times than not. It gave him attention, and attention was something that he liked- but admittedly enough, attention also tended to be a little bit of a specific kind of dog whenever he wanted to just… You know. Walk. Talk. Go around the cities like a normal person without a damn to give, or without a need or want to be recognized.
Those times were rare, but they still happened. After all, even he was entitled to his own privacy.
That being said, Tae Seung Kyon took care to go out on his common run- but not before putting himself through a little disguising and makeover sessions. Just for the duration of his jog, at least. To the public eye, he was normally seen with white hair and those devilish, blue eyes of his, but for sake of laying somewhat low, he decided to take the first can of spray dye he had on standby before unceremoniously spraying it over his hair, ruffling it out to fluff it up, and just give his eyes that red, Midnight Lycanroc glow before slapping his normal face mask over the bottom half of his face and setting off in his normal running attire. Snapback hat. Hooded sweater. Sweatpants, running shoes.
Yup. The norm.
That time around, though, he got a call midway through- and from a specific person that he more or less would’ve rather stayed away from, but for the most part, he couldn’t exactly help it because the little shit always came back over and over again. Like...no matter what he did. It pissed him off.
And he expressed that with the disgruntled expression he wore as he took his phone out and began to aggressively text back. But did he bother to stop while texting? No. After all, fine shape and toned legs didn’t wait for anyone. If you want legs for days, you gotta work for it, honey.
So yeah. He kept running even while texting; weaving around the occasional person pretty smoothly while he occasionally darted his eyes up to keep track of his path. Dart up. Dart down. Run around. Repeat the cycle over and over again; the brewing argument that he was beginning to have with whatever person he was talking to evolving more and more as he ran and ran, until--
”SON OF A HICK--”
...Yeah. Up until he turned a corner and accidentally ran into someone. Couldn’t see them in time as much as he normally couldn’t see the signs of a lot of other things. Dense ass little shit. Aurelie Farraday
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Good morning world. A very, very good morning to you. [break][break]
No it wasn't. Damn the mornings, she says. Damn them to hell. If she didn't have to get up so early, she would have grabbed the blankets and pulled them over her head. You can only imagine her as she's reaching across the bed, lazily reaching for her alarm clock with a groan. Typical white hair, fallen over her face as sharp, ruby eyes glared at the arms of the clock. The woman grumbles to herself as she's planting the palm of her hand against the surface of her bedside, pushing her body up before running her fingers through the thin, white strands of her hair. Thin strands, but an abundance of them made it look thick as all hell. She looked like a damned Mareep, if we're using analogies. And even if she doesn't like to get up - even if she doesn't want to get up, there's nothing she can do against it. Hence, the woman can only sigh as she's pulling out the closest pair of clothing from her closet. Lazily throwing things on, lazily getting ready, but not lazy enough to still look like a mess. A yawn escapes her lips as she's getting ready, and then she's passing down the stairs and to the kitchen. Of course, Angelica was already up at the time. Early a bird as she always was. Small talk was nice, yeah. They had some small talk, up until Aurelie found the clock behind the other Kalos-native woman. [break][break]
...[break] The damn woman set her to wake up at damned six in the morning when she thought it was eight. [break][break]
And to make matters worse, she couldn't go back to sleep. She couldn't go back to bed after waking up, and the brunette cousin knew about her schedule. Hell, she could practically growl at her cousin for playing such a crude prank on her, but thought otherwise after watching her smile the way she did. It was hard to argue with that, thus the albino could only go quiet and comply to her michevious tendencies. But now she was awake, and there was nothing to do before work. There was nothing to do; she was going to be bored out of her mind. Usually, she would be using this time to talk to Elizabeth. Usually, she would be using this time to talk and probably mix some music with her. Usually, she would be using this time to help Angelica cook with Elizabeth. Usually, she would be using this time to have Lizzy fix up her hair, make up or whatever. Usually, she would be spending some more time with her cousin. You know what? Maybe she would be. She would like to be-- If she weren't dead. [break][break]
The thought of it is gruesome enough, and even more so with what she found in the dead girl's room. Just moments before her death, and this thought prompts her to casually glance over to Angie with a near pensive and thoughtful look. But things went by as they usually did and would; a smile, a wave and a laugh to brush off any and all underlying concerns. She knows that even if she told the young woman, she wouldn't believe her. Even if she wanted to believe her, she doubted that she would act on the information. Not to mention that the video was live; there was no way to save it, because it wasn't recording. Aurelie grumbles to herself in distaste - these unpleasant thoughts were clouding her head and her better judgement. "I'm gonna go out for a jog, 'kay, Angie?" Her voice chirps from the door, responded with a smile and a "have a safe trip". Heh.. She's like a mom, she thought to herself. But overall, she was grateful to have something like a mother figure. Even if she was a beautiful model and all, she was still Angie. Sweet, angelic Angie-- Who.. Probably wasn't as angelic as she first anticipated. Regardless, she was still envious of the young woman's purity.[break][break]
Aurelie takes the first few steps outside, breathing in that fresh, open air. "Now this,--" She takes in another deep breath, before releasing a relaxed and satisfied sigh. "Is what I call, quality air~" Because yes, folks. Air can be quality. A++ air, to be exact. The woman snickers at her comment before her feet take her outside. Rising sun, few people on the streets. There was little need to put on a disguise for the sake of her DJ occupation, especially when there was too few people to actually know what you did when the sheet of twilight covered the city. A smile curls to her lips as she begins to drift in thought. But though she loved the sounds of nature, it was probably going to drive her crazy if she didn't listen to some sort of music to begin with. That being said, her fingers curl around the white wire of a pair of ear buds before sticking them in and planting them in her ears. Her eyes momentarily glance down to the powered on screen, fingers flicking to choose a song from her vast playlist. Man.. She should clear that out. [break][break]
And she's about to tap on the song she was in the mood for. So close, actually. Just had to click it until--[break][break]
She suddenly heard a muffled - but very familiar - near scream. A shadow made itself visible as she's slowly looking up, only to find the figure of a towering male literally running towards her. Like, running. Like sonic the hedgehog running. The Albino's eyes widen in surprise and - unfortunately - she failed to epically dodge that. Instead, she looked like a graceless hitmontop tipping over. Her body shifted until she literally fell onto the ground, using one hand to catch herself while the other was holding onto the MP3 player. It was held up and from the ground, thank god because she'd probably freak out if it broke. What? It'd take forever to sync the songs down on another player, after all. "Arceus..! Watch where you're going!" Aurelie starts, nearly hissing because.. Again, she wasn't a morning person. Her brows furrow in distaste, up until she can look up and finally get a good idea as to.. Who it was. [break][break]
Because lets admit it; only one person wears a face mask like he's some sort of serial killer. [break][break]
"Tae?" The woman starts. Her hand plants into the ground as she pushes herself off, brushing her backside from any dirt that may have gotten on her pants. "Arceus, watch where you're going. You could have run someone over with your height." The albino snickers at her comment as she maintains that gaze. That being said.. Eh. He knows that it was all fun and games. Or.. Rather, she hoped that he knew.
Post by Tae Seung Kyon on Mar 3, 2018 0:25:28 GMT -6
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[attr="class","mouths1"]For a split second, a somewhat awkward cross between a yelp and a scream alike threatened to fly out from the man’s lips, but thank the gods above for the fact that he managed to hold it back. No screams in this house. None. NADA. ...Okay, maybe an odd squeak replaced it because he wasn’t able to completely stop it, but he was able to stop it for the most part, and that’s what mattered the most to him. After all, he was a prideful piece of work that-... ...Oddly enough, wouldn’t exactly give a damn about screaming like a little sissy, regardless of if he could or couldn’t help it. Hell, he wouldn’t give a damn about a lot of things. As it stood, he was the type of person to literally greet his friends on their birthdays by installing his own, personal pole in the place they inhabited the most before hanging from it and spinning around slowly while playing the birthday song on a damn clarinet.
Don’t even think that it hasn’t happened before, either. Don’t even think that he wouldn’t. Because he would, he has, and he’d definitely do it again in a heartbeat.
But back to the matter at hand. He almost screamed- and no, it wasn’t exactly because of the person that he crashed into. If anything, the person was his second priority, and the first was his phone as it just...flipped out of his grasp upon collusion. The scream itself hadn’t completed itself, sure- but as he saw his own, goddamned life flash before his eyes as the tiny device flew out of his hands for those first few seconds, he couldn’t help but compress all of his focus into it while pulling his A-game right out in less than a heartbeat. You know what he did? Boy literally just jolted forward while shooting his hands outwards equally as fast; fumbling with the phone as it cluttered through the air between his fingertips before ultimately catching it. When he felt his fingers secure over its form, he stared at it for but a second before making a somewhat odd, exhaling wheeze outwards in both distress and relief all the same.
One phone saved. One phone saved, and more time saved, too. You think a busy guy like him has time to rebuild his whole contact library from scratch again? Like, all those people?
Honey, you’re hilarious.
For what it’s worth, though, he was quick to snap back into reality as quickly as he snapped the back of his snapback hat together and slapped it onto his head that morning before heading out. With the safety of his phone completely knowledgeable to him, he made a quick effort to begin apologizing for his lack of awareness; even going so far as to allow the first few words within his initial apology to sound before they stopped short as he realized just who he - quite literally - had run into.
His ears and tail alike twitched gently as he found himself staring at the initially bitter, younger woman that found herself before him; blinking quietly before suddenly perking the aforementioned features up and giving that bright, signature grin of his as he took care to pull the mask that he wore down. ”Ohhhh… Yo, there, Aure~,” he greeted her rather leniently, tilting his head. ”Man… I thought I really fucked up, there~. I was ready to bust my ass with apologies, but then I realized it was you~. Hah~. Guess I dodged a bullet, there, eh~?”
No, Tae. Whether or not you know someone on a friendly level, almost running them over isn’t something to smile about.
Nevertheless, he gave her a shrug and a pat on the shoulder before poking playfully and softly at her forehead, chuckling. ”I’ll keep it in mind for next time, though, I swear,” he cooed nonchalantly- and with an innocent smirk all the while. ”But-... Yo, what the shit’re you doing out here this early on, though? Last time I checked, you always acted like some douche shat all over your day from the get go if you ever got up this early. What gives, eh~?”
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I agree. Tae, how dare you say that to her face. She would have smacked you. [break][break]
Hell, she probably would have smacked you, but you're lucky you have such a nice friend. Oh, you are sooo damned lucky. Aurelie stares up at him before raising her hand, pressing her finger against the centre of his forehead before a coy smirk makes its way to her lips. "What? So just because it's me, you aren't busting your ass for apologies? Wooow Tae." The albino's smirk stretches a bit more, beginning to lean her weight onto one leg as the other arm slowly makes it's way to prompt itself against her hip. God, she felt like such a typical white girl. Just with that stance. Well, white girl, thottie, something like that. She just felt so damned sassy when she was in this position. But thankfully, it was all in good humour. Her hand lowers to her heart while her eyes roll that slightest amount. "Oh, I'm wounded. Like, seriously. I'm hurt. Ouch." She speaks in that feigned pain. Oh, woe is her, right? But in the midst of that act, she can't help but to quietly burst into a small series of quick giggles at her cringy, little act. The little act that she felt would probably send shivers up her spine; and not the good ones. No, not the good ones from horror. The ones that just make you go "really?" and tempt you to smack them. [break][break]
"Ten bucks say you'll probably still run me over next time around." and then she sticks her tongue out to blow him a quick raspberry. The young woman smiles before shaking her head a few times, casually shifting her posture to lean onto her back foot more than leaning to the side. "This is why I hate getting up in the morniiiiing.." Aurelie raises her tone into a near, childish whine before narrowing her eyes. She's briefly pulling her thoughts together before looking up with a small smirk on her face. "... Nah, scratch that. Twenty bucks say that you'll still run someone over. Not everyone is as tall as you--" She raises her hand up, beginning to wave it a slight bit before cocking her head to the side. "Living proof. Right here." [break][break]
Though she says that, his company was more than appreciated, especially in the morning. After all, she was absolutely terrible in the mornings. Like, someone kill her. She couldn't take waking up so early in the morning. That being said, his question was more than appropriate. What, with her being possibly the most bitchiest and angry people in the mornings for one reason or another. Partially because she would sleep in at like, four in the morning. Partially because she just doesn't have the time to sleep, partially because she was drinking the night before. Partially because hang overs were jerks, and partially because she just didn't want to put up with a throbbing headache the morning afterwords. Sleeping it off usually helped if she didn't have a glass of water the moment she wakes up, and thank god she has Angelica making sure that she doesn't crash into the wall thinking it was the door. [break][break]
"Eh.. Alarm clock went off at like.. Six in the morning." Aurelie shrugs, but there's a hint of distaste within the bright, crimson hues of her eyes. Damn it, Angelica. "Angie ended up setting the alarm for six in the morning. And hell, is it killing my head. Doesn't help how I couldn't even get my morning coffee--" Because yes, she needs her coffee. Coffee was literally what kept her going through the day, otherwise she'll probably die of exhaustion. Aurelie shrugs her shoulders once again, lowering her hands to place them in the pockets of her hoodie. Now, she would ask him what he was up so early for, but she knows that he was already an early riser. Lucky bastard, being a morning person. But asides from that, she takes a quick once over on the streets just to see if she could catch any other familiar faces. Shortly after that, Aurelie glances back up to him in a near curious manner. "So have you seen Vi? Steph told me that she usually takes morning jogs-- One of the few times she actually leaves her room and all."[break][break]
That is, she's assuming that Vivian managed to leave her room when he went to go and visit that one savage kid. Like, the kid was vicious.
Post by Tae Seung Kyon on Apr 4, 2018 19:38:46 GMT -6
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[attr="class","mouths1"]The moment her fingertip connected with his forehead, Tae’s ears literally just...pinned down. Ears shot down against his head. That smile that he wore immediately shrunk into a pout, and like the shameless piece of work he was, he whined at her as she began poking against him. He lifted a hand of his own to bat at hers gently at first, though ultimately just...y’know. Kinda smacked it away. Like, legit smacked. Softly, though. ...But still smacked that shit away.
Because no one touches his glorious forehead without his consent.
”It’s FIIIIIIIIINE, though…!” he stressed in a continuous whine, puffing his cheeks out and quirking his lip at her all the while. A period of silence more or less took him by the reins as he stared at her for a short while; strikingly blue eyes of his having a somewhat pensive and thoughtful look (for once) as he gave a grumbling and exaggerated hum under his breath. ...Which...in itself, was only ended by a sudden, singular cackle as he himself took the very same hand that he batted at her with and quite literally shoved it into her face. Smothered her a bit, too. IT WAS LIKE HE WAS BLESSING HER, OR SOMETHING. BLESSING WITH THE POWER OF THE IDOL GODS. MAY THE POWER OF KPOP BE WITH YE, DEAR SERVANT. LET IT SERVE YOU FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAYS--
And all that good stuff. Good shit, good shit.
But yeah. Smothering. Blessings. Yada yada. You get the deal. He was just being his stupid self to a good friend of his, and even followed up on his priest impression by taking his hand back as quickly as he shoved it at her by going, ”You’re FIIIIIIIINE, and you can’t tell me you’re not, bro, so all is well~! ...Unless it turns out that, by some magical, mystical occurrence, I actually busted one of your bones, and you’re just gathering all the balls in the fuckin’ universe to suck it up like jack shit even happened~. ...In that case, then, well...oops~.” Yeah. Like that was any consolation at all. I mean, he thought it was consolation. Since...y’know. Boy’s a unique little snowflake. Should’ve been pretty obvious by then. BUT NEVERTHELESS, he kept on going and going with all that good stuff; chugging along the tracks of derailment, RIGHT OFF THE CLIFF into the Chasm of Malarkey like he was a goddamned Thomas the Tank Engine on a sugar high. You go, little engine. Choo choo. Choo choo right off your own train of thought.
Chugga chugga choo choo-- Wait, where was this going?
Oh. Yeah. Right. Uh...so...bets, am I right?
”AND FOR THE RECORD,” Tae went on, obnoxiously as ever, ”YOU CAN BET YOUR SWEET, BEAUTIFUL ASS THAAAAAAT...I ain’t gonna take you up on that bet~. ‘Cause, I mean...let’s face it. It’s totally gonna happen.” Again. Stated as such ever so shamelessly. Honestly, what even is shame to him? Like, seriously? It may as well be something that didn’t exist. Be it from the way that he talked, or the things that he did, there was literally no shame in this house. NONE. NADA. So, he went on as casually as ever; twitching his tail and ears - which had long since already shot back up in that normal rush of his - as he tilted his head and flashed her that continuous and signature grin of his. ”But, I mean...for what it’s worth, the crash couldn’t have hurt as much as waking up that early did, yeah~? I mean...I know how pissy you get when you’re up early on a normal basis. And to get woken up by an alarm you didn’t even know was there…? Sucks to suck, bro~. Ripperoni~.”
...Yes. Ripperoni.
But really, though. For what it’s worth, he did get a tiny bit thoughtful after saying that- even if it was just to ponder over that last question that she posed for him. Yet again, those ears of his twitched softly in thought as he hummed quietly, and he eventually shook his head. ”Ehhh...nah, can’t say I have~,” he mused aloud after a fair amount of time, shrugging. ”Honestly, I didn’t even know that she ran… ...That, and I mean… Given what just happened~? Probably would’ve crashed into her earlier, too~.”
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