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    This is a roleplay where pokemon and their trainers can be killed in battle. Though it happens very infrequently as it is considered very rude to kill a pokemon or their trainer once they have fainted, some trainers are quite ruthless with their adversaries. Usually contracts are drawn before a battle, agreeing to either fight to the death or show the opponent mercy. If a contract is broken by either party, the rule breaker must forfeit their pokemon or a sum of money, whatever is agreed upon in the contract.

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    When Elizabeth woke up that morning in her Lilycove home she had no idea that she would find herself in the middle of a police investigation. She had hopped up and dressed happily in her favorite pink dress before putting Wurmie on his matching leash and setting off for the department store to pick up some items for her upcoming journey. On the walk there Wurmie had tried to eat Mrs. Higglebottom's prize winning roses again and she had been forced to carry him under her arm but she didn't mind at all.

    Once in the store, L had taken her time browsing for just the right items. She picked up an escape rope, a few pokeballs, potions and various heals. Once her shopping was done she entered the lottery and went to the roof to have a lemonade. It was there that tragedy had struck.

    A man in a white shirt with a large red R printed on it burst onto the scene and tried to steal a man's Sableye right from under his nose. Of course the man had fought back, but at the end of the battle the unthinkable had happened. The attacker had killed the losing Sableye and fled the scene.

    The poor man was inconsolable and mostly incoherent, and so the police had settled to asking Elizabeth for her eye witness report.

    “It was awful.” She repeated for at least the tenth time. The officers kept asking her the same questions, and she couldn't understand why. “He just came right up here and tried to steal the Sableye, then he killed her. It was the most traumatic experience of my life.”

    “And what did the attacker look like, miss?”

    “He looked very mean.” Elly said with tears forming in her wide eyes. “It was horrible.”

    “Yes but, I mean more like physical appearance... What did he look like? What color was his hair... or was he bald?”

    “He had hair, and umm... It was blond, I think. No wait, definitely black hair. And hmm... Did I mention his shirt had a red R on it?” She asked confusedly.

    “Yes, miss. Several times in fact.” He muttered, checking his notes. Looking up, he said, “Are you aware that Wurmple is a male?”

    “Yes sir, he likes his pink leash though. Don't you Wurmie?” She asked, but the wurmple only carried on placidly eating his salad.

    “And the bow? Does he like the pink bow?”

    “Wurmie loves it when I put flowers and bows in his hair to match my dress. We like to dress to match.” She said happily, straightening first her wurmple's bow and then smoothing her dress.

    Shaking his head, the officer stood from where he was crouched beside the chair L was seated in. “Would anyone else care to question the witness? I think I've gotten about as far as I can stand to.”

    “It is very, very bad isn't it?” L said, nodding her head in agreement. “Such a shame. I've never seen anything like it!”

    “Oh, it's a shame alright.” The officer said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

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    A medical team soon appeared on the scene. They all seemed very inexperienced and unaware of what to do - one member of the team seemed at least a little less inexperienced than the rest, however, and took a leading position, dictating to a group of four aspiring forensic scientists around the crime scene. He was pale, wore a moustache, and had a habit of twitching.

    "Ragged incision over the radial artery. Trail marks over the wound, suggesting..."
    "A serrated blade - A bug Pokémon!", ejaculated a young member of the team, with glasses and a fixated look.
    "Well done! Brusing on upper left arm, transfer scar pattern on her lower left arm." He observed closely. He then took a preliminary glance inside his eye with some sort of device. "Abnormal appearance of the pupils suggests epidural hematoma caused by blunt force tumour. I'll perform the autopsy."

    They moved out. Dr. Yellgate assigned himself the task of pondering the incident, having gone to purchase a card table for his house. He considered himself the most intelligent person in a nearby radius, and thus analyzed the reports, and stayed behind and refreshed his memory of previous incidents of this crime syndicate on his PokéTech. Dr. Yellgate sighed, and then looked perplexed. He kept mentally comparing himself to Sherlock Holmes, finding it impossible to avoid developing a God complex.

    A young man started to talk to him. He was scrawny. "Opinion?" he asked the young man.
    "Clearly an impostor. I doubt this crime syndicate really exists - we've never had reports of them in Hoenn. Kanto, it's just paranoia really. They supposedly collect the revenues from the casino, but it is generally accepted to be just a conspiracy."
    "Hmm." Dr. Yellgate thought for a while, and then thought of thinking, and then sat down and collected a lemonade from the upper floor. The young man went away, or at least he vanished from his sight before he could ask him anything else.

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    L shamelessly listened in as the men in white coats discussed the murder. Though she didn't understand more than every other sentence, she still found it fascinating. She hadn't told them that the pokemon responsible was a scyther, but they had all but figured it out on their own.

    She was nodding along as they spoke, pretending to be part of the conversation when she heard someone mention Team Rocket. Listening avidly, she could not fathom that they didn't believe in their existence.

    “Excuse me,” Elizabeth asked one of the lab coats enjoying an icy cool beverage on this most tragic event, “But did I hear someone say that you don't believe Team Rocket to be responsible for this... This... Slaughter!

    Hugging her Wurmie protectively, she went on, a mix of outrage and incredulity playing across her pouty features, “It is common knowledge that they steal pokemon, and now this! They've stooped to new lows. Someone has to do something about it. Aren't you the police? Isn't that what you are supposed to do?”

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    "Team Rocket, eh." He realized he was being pseudo-intellectual and had adopted irritating mannerisms, and then began to mock himself. He rocked back and forward in a weird manner, aware that nobody around him understood what on earth he was doing. "I'm no officer, but the next step would to make sure this case is publicized. I'm sure the person who did this was merely a lowly grunt - so if you're going to get to this 'Team Rocket', you probably have bigger fish to fry." He looked up casually, pretending to spot a Latias. "I've been wanting to expose Team Rocket for a while. My friends would begin working for them, attracted by the larger pay, and would gradually start to become different. They would begin to lose their moral compass, although I've never seen anyone wear that characteristic 'R' before. I'll be glad to help you, in the hope that science can be used for the purposes of good." Having realized he had introduced himself to somebody, he turned away and pretended to ponder a question. He then returned and tapped her softly on the shoulder.

    "Consider me of help", he said, not projecting his benevolence. He quickly remembered that he had forgot something. "Oh, name's Brock Yellgate. I'm a scientist, with a speciality in meteorology and applied physics."

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    L tried to keep up with the conversation but there were so many words and several of them were quite large. Her mind began to wander and she let it. Pondering the complexities of pink versus purple, she twirled a lock of ginger hair around a finger. A fluffy cloud floated past, and it was shaped like a Starmie and so she pointed it out to Wurmie who only carried on eating his lettuce leaf.

    She was startled so when she was tapped on the shoulder that she very nearly dropped Wurmie. "Oh! You scared me."

    Pumping his hand vigorously, she said, "Hi Brock, I'm Elizabeth McGee."

    Elizabeth thought about what he said for several moments before saying, "Help me with what?"

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    "Whatever your next course of action is. You've seen something cruel, something twisted, something sick. If you don't do anything, nobody else is going to. That's a rule I've lived by for quite some time."

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