http://missmatches.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] missmatches.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-09-23 01:49 pm
Entry tags:

L <3 U <3 K <3 I <3 [complete]

Character(s): Noki, Meowth
Content: Entering Paixao!
Setting: Vanaheim
Time: Week2, 4am in the morning |D
Warnings: ...stupid? :D



"Uwa~~~" That, unlike most noises that Noki made was a yawn. Usually she didn't yawn because usually she wasn't waking up, she was awake. The state of sleep was not something Noki indulged in, no, she rather indulged in other things. LIke guns. Or games. Or games that included guns, those were good too. The yawn was, of course, preceeding her opening her eyes, scrubbing at them with the back of her hand and then blinking.

And blinking again.

Noki bounced up to stand, even though she didn't remember falling asleep or sitting down or any of that down sort of motions. A quick examination told her that she was all accounted for, the weight in her inside pocket told her that her favorite ♥ gun was there. However, an appraisal of her environment told her this was not where she had been before. Another look brought her to a looooong (even longer than the line for Kiri-chan's place!) line for something or other.

Well, if there were lots of people in the line then it had to be good, right? Noki decided that instead of joining the line like a normal person she'd just happily run to the front. Run, meaning, weave in and out of the line, pushing some people out of the way and hopping over another to peer at the ... oh, that was kind of boring. A lady behind a booth with a little notepad to take down names.

"...uh, name?"

"Noki!"

There was an odd silence there '...and Luki!' should have been. Noki looked around as the lady handed her something (it was shiny!). Luki wasn't here. Luki wasn't here! This called for serious measures! She should look for Luki.

"LUUUUUUKIIIII~~~~~~~~~~~"

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
All right, Meowth was tired of waiting in line now. He was naked, holding a very large box up, and very much humanoid. He was lucky he learned how to walk before this, or else he'd be in absolute hell. Cutting in line and ignoring protests, the Pokémon went up to the woman at the booth, cutting someone off as they were about to give their name. Giving him a strange look, the woman reached for a journal to the side, of the gold variety... Very shiny, it caught the cat's attention.

"Name?" she had asked, and Meowth barely heard her as his dark blue eyes had locked on the journal almost instantly, in a trance. He shook his mottled-haired head to snap out of it, and looked up towards the blonde haired, blue eyed woman. "Meowth," he says in a dry tone, almost bored and impatient. Well, he was. One couldn't blame him! The name was written down, and the journal placed on top of the box. "Welcome to Paixao, enter please. Next?" she turned away from Meowth after giving him information, and the feline Pokémon had to scowl a little. But whatever...

He turned away and entered the strange dome, glancing around. Someone had clothes hanging out on a line, and Meowth's eyes were drawn to them almost immediately. They were baggy, but Meowth didn't care. He saw a light grey shirt and black pants, and they called out fastest to him. Moving over towards them, he set the box down and let the journal rest atop it, sheathing his claws in his fingers and pulling the clothing down. He pulled the shirt on first, which hung off one of his shoulders, before pulling the pants on. Frowning, he opened the box and dug through it, grumbling about how there better be a not-tacky belt in there somewhere.

There was, and he was glad. Shutting the box he put it on, then picked the box up under an arm and held the journal in the other hand. He would look at it in a moment, however, as something caught his attention.

LUUUUUUKIIIII

He turned in the direction of the oddly colored girl, tilting his head in a very feline gesture. Was she looking for someone? He doubted something like yelling in a single place was going to help her too much. But he wasn't about to tell her that. She looked a little crazy, to tell you the truth.

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Meowth gave the girl an even weirder look when she exclaimed 'catfish' at him, quirking a brow up under mottled hair. Catfish? Did he really look like a catfish to this human? Looking a little insulted, the now-man wrinkled up his partially unseen nose, making it more apparent on his face. Honestly, how could this human confuse him with a catfish? Of course, as he thought this, his whiskers twitched on either side of his face a little.

"I'm notta catfish," he said dryly, though his lower lip poked out a little in a scowling pout. How dare she! She was a Meowth! ... then again, she might not of known it. He had never seen someone like her in any of the regions he'd been in, so... Maybe she'd never seen a Pokémon? ... Why was it he was thinking that she didn't even know what a Pokémon was?

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"... whatever," Meowth said to Noki as she demanded his name was catfish, and gave up with it. He flicked his tail behind him a little, raising a brow still at the girl as she leaned towards him. The Pokémon rubbed a little at the koban coin she had pointed at, wondering what that had to do with a catfish, before deciding that it didn't matter and that the girl was crazy.

"My name's Meowth, kid," he said to the nottafish, flicking an ear in his mottled hair. A game? He leaned back from her a little as she beamed, giving her a rather wary look. "Uhhh... sure? What... kind of game?" he asked, staring down at her and her deadly burn smile. ... He couldn't quite call it a smile, actually.

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Right. Whatever she wanted to think.

Meowth gave her a strange look once more with the positive powerfist, keeping himself leaned back. She was indeed a very strange child... Meowth then wondered idly how old he was in this human form, and even really wondered what he looked like period. He had yet to get a look at himself. "Tag?" he asked warily.

Everything was forgotten when she grabbed his whiskers, however. He yelped, leaning towards her so that she didn't hurt him too badly. His entire body poofed up, fur becoming completely obvious in the process rather than pale skin. "HEY!" he yelled, pupils slitting even more in his eyes as his ears flicked back. "Leggo those!"

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Meowth didn't find Noki funny, if that made her feel any more amused. Why'd he agree to this? He frowned at her deeply when she said she would tug more, and then did, growling at her before rubbing at his face. Fine, if it meant he got to keep his whiskers intact.

"I'm leavin' dis box here," he stated, flicking his ears back. "If we stop playin', I hafta come back for it." He looked around, before finding a spot where he could hide the box. Setting his journal inside it, he closed it, before looking over towards the crazy unique girl.

Very well. If he had to run quickly... he glanced around, before he was on all four's, rushing up to a tree... and then straight up it, claws unsheathing and digging into the fake bark. It felt weird. But he was up it and onto a roof almost immediately. If he was going to run, then he would run quickly. He smirked a little; if she was going to run after him, she could've been fast. He would have to put a bit of manuverability into this.

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Great. She was fast for her size. Then again, Meowth shouldn't misjudge people. Pikachu pwned his ass everytime they ever went after him and Ash, so honestly... Wait. Why'd he agree to doing this game? He glanced back briefly over his shoulder, seeing that she'd gotten onto the rooftops.

Meowth frowned a little, before smirking again and looking ahead once more. He should keep his eyes ahead of him so that he wouldn't get mauled violently at his whiskers. He couldn't remember the last time he ran on all fours, and he was moderately surprised he could do it well in his human form. His tail curled up behind him, sticking out just above his pants as he went. Best not give her a method of catching him with his tail.

[identity profile] nyarth.livejournal.com 2006-09-24 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mr. Catfish" would've been very disapointed if he ended up getting shot at. Not that it wouldn't be the first time something like it happened to him before, but he'd still be disapointed. And a little surprised that this girl had a gun on her. Oh yes, that would be a very little surprise, cat.

Meowth didn't glanced back again, though did seem to feel she was getting a little closer. That wouldn't do. He thought, before grinning widely to himself. Perhaps he could use his attacks while in this form? He was going to hope so, and pushed his hands and pawed feet under him firmly. There was the familiar feeling of energy being built up, before launching forwards a bit quicker for a few good feet. Maybe this human body isn't so useless if I can use my attacks! Thank god for quick attack.