Okay, so this is basically a mystery dungeon rp, you know what I'm talking about. Anyone may join. NOTE: I might not be able to post that many times a week, so don't carry it too far off without me
The trees that surround Rippose tend to be extraordinarily large, which Swift silently considered to himself as he was rushing along the roots of the wooden giants. Swift was a Sneasel from Rippose, a town long known for its famous rescue teams. Swift's dream was that of any young boy's; to be in a rescue team himself. Swift smiled at the thought of this. It had been his dream so long. And yesterday it had come true.
Swift's best friend was a Scyther named Slash. Swift and Slash had finally created a rescue team together; Team Scarz. Even though Slash didn't know that was their team's name yet. That was the reason Swift was speeding off towards Slash's house. He had invented the name during the night, he hadn't gotten any sleep in his excitement. Swift wondered is Slash had gotten any sleep either.
Swift slowed down as he arrived at Slash's house. It was simply an opening in a root of one of the gigantic trees. Swift both liked and disliked the place. It was a very cozy house, being so warm and green inside. At the same time it annoyed him that Slash would live so far in the forest, it did take quite a while to come here from Rippose. Swift knocked on the wood beside the opening, then stepped inside.
"Slash? Are you there?" he asked as he stepped inside. The house seemed empty.
Suddenly he heard a scream behind him, and found Slash being very close to him, in a great speed. The two crashed and tumbled into the house, messing up the stacks of stuff on the floor. The two hit the back wall quite hard, and Swift found himself in a very uncomfortable position, with Slash on top of him.
"What was that for?" Swift asked, very annoyed at his friend.
"Well, wasn't it fun?" Slash answered as he tried to get squirm away from his also very uncomfortable position.
"Shortly put: no, it wasn't." Swift said as he stood up. "We can't continue like this. We're a rescue team now."
Slash stood still as if trying to recall something. Then he exclaimed "Oh yeah! I completely forgot it, it must have been the excitement!"
Slash started dancing around in place, while Swift wondered about his friend's sanity for himself.
Slash turned to Swift. "We've got to come up with a good name. What about Team Swift Slashes? Or Team Slashing Swift?"
Swift shook his head. "Don't you seriously realize how stupid that sounds?"
Slash laughed. "Of course I do! Did you really think I would seriously suggest something like that while sane?"
Swift was going to make a remark about his sanity, but let it go. "Actually, I came up with a name myself."
Slash looked interested at Swift. "What is it?"
"Team Scarz. With a "Z" at the end." Swift answered confidently.
"Team Scarz?" Slash said with a skeptical look at his friend.
"Well, do you have a better idea?" Swift countered.
"Well no, but..." Slash began.
"No buts." Swift said. "Team Scarz it is."
Slash didn't look convinced. "And why is Team Scarz such a good name?"
"Because that's what we'll be leaving on our opponents." Swift said while showing his left claws. "Scars."
Slash considered it for a moment. "All right, you got me. Team Scarz it is." he said after a while.
Swift looked happily at his friend. "We won't be getting any missions if we only sit around here. Shall we go?"
Slash nodded. "Let's go."
The two race out of Slash's house in a friendly competition. Swift grinned. Team Scarz was on the move.
The trees that surround Rippose tend to be extraordinarily large, which Swift silently considered to himself as he was rushing along the roots of the wooden giants. Swift was a Sneasel from Rippose, a town long known for its famous rescue teams. Swift's dream was that of any young boy's; to be in a rescue team himself. Swift smiled at the thought of this. It had been his dream so long. And yesterday it had come true.
Swift's best friend was a Scyther named Slash. Swift and Slash had finally created a rescue team together; Team Scarz. Even though Slash didn't know that was their team's name yet. That was the reason Swift was speeding off towards Slash's house. He had invented the name during the night, he hadn't gotten any sleep in his excitement. Swift wondered is Slash had gotten any sleep either.
Swift slowed down as he arrived at Slash's house. It was simply an opening in a root of one of the gigantic trees. Swift both liked and disliked the place. It was a very cozy house, being so warm and green inside. At the same time it annoyed him that Slash would live so far in the forest, it did take quite a while to come here from Rippose. Swift knocked on the wood beside the opening, then stepped inside.
"Slash? Are you there?" he asked as he stepped inside. The house seemed empty.
Suddenly he heard a scream behind him, and found Slash being very close to him, in a great speed. The two crashed and tumbled into the house, messing up the stacks of stuff on the floor. The two hit the back wall quite hard, and Swift found himself in a very uncomfortable position, with Slash on top of him.
"What was that for?" Swift asked, very annoyed at his friend.
"Well, wasn't it fun?" Slash answered as he tried to get squirm away from his also very uncomfortable position.
"Shortly put: no, it wasn't." Swift said as he stood up. "We can't continue like this. We're a rescue team now."
Slash stood still as if trying to recall something. Then he exclaimed "Oh yeah! I completely forgot it, it must have been the excitement!"
Slash started dancing around in place, while Swift wondered about his friend's sanity for himself.
Slash turned to Swift. "We've got to come up with a good name. What about Team Swift Slashes? Or Team Slashing Swift?"
Swift shook his head. "Don't you seriously realize how stupid that sounds?"
Slash laughed. "Of course I do! Did you really think I would seriously suggest something like that while sane?"
Swift was going to make a remark about his sanity, but let it go. "Actually, I came up with a name myself."
Slash looked interested at Swift. "What is it?"
"Team Scarz. With a "Z" at the end." Swift answered confidently.
"Team Scarz?" Slash said with a skeptical look at his friend.
"Well, do you have a better idea?" Swift countered.
"Well no, but..." Slash began.
"No buts." Swift said. "Team Scarz it is."
Slash didn't look convinced. "And why is Team Scarz such a good name?"
"Because that's what we'll be leaving on our opponents." Swift said while showing his left claws. "Scars."
Slash considered it for a moment. "All right, you got me. Team Scarz it is." he said after a while.
Swift looked happily at his friend. "We won't be getting any missions if we only sit around here. Shall we go?"
Slash nodded. "Let's go."
The two race out of Slash's house in a friendly competition. Swift grinned. Team Scarz was on the move.