The Wrath of the Incontinent (Private for Silvertip and Circuit-Jay)

[Silvertip]

Martel sighed; Cas had a point. League Champion was something that Aaron had dreamed about ever since he was young. Eight years of hard work later, and the thirteen-year old boy he had started his journey as had matured into a twenty-one year old man.

And to have that dream, his body and his friends ruined by some psychopath from Unova...and then being screwed by the League. Martel could see why Aaron was so enraged. That drive and passion that had helped him earn entry into the Hoenn League Championships was now harming him.

"We have to try," Martel said. "Do we ignore this until he gets arrested for all these forgeries?"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Aaron said. He got up from his chair and headed to the foyer.

Razor nodded and approached Cas and Martel. He scowled as the odor of a messy diaper hit him. "So find anything unsettling or stuff we need to dispose of?"

(OOC - Your call on who or what rang the doorbell. I'm planning on actually setting the whole revenge thing into motion soon. Like maybe in about four or five posts.)

[CalmlyEccentric]

Cas watched Aaron walk out of the room and to the front door. Then she focused back on the others before telling Martel, "I...I don't know what to do, really. We can't let him get arrested because us being put in a box or something isn't going to do any of us any good, but we can't exactly let him put one of his threats in action either." Then, after Razor came over, she looked back at the pictures before saying, "I'm pretty sure all of this stuff would be pretty incriminating. Especially the forged documents..."

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Meanwhile, with Aaron, and the person at the front door, things seemed pretty quiet right now. Until he opened the door of course, revealing an aquaintence of his. When the door open, the guy who wore a simple t-shirt with a black hoodie over it, simple pale blue jeans and black running shoes and stood at a height of five feet and seven inches, said to Aaron, "Hey...I'm just checking up on you to see how things are going right now. You seemed pretty down over time and I've seen you in the bar a few times. Mind telling me what's wrong right now?"

[Silvertip]

Martel nodded. "Definitely, maybe if we all bring this up delicately, he'll listen."

Razor examined the documents again as he heard Cas speak. "We need to destroy these."

Martel's jaw dropped. "Are you serious!? That's our trainer's stuff!"

Razor nodded. "Look, Cas is right. We can't let him keep forging our registrations -- or worse, acting on his ramblings. Him getting arrested and us being put into a box until we're adopted will not do any of us good."

Martel shuddered at that. When Aaron got drunk, he tended to ramble about burning down the League headquarters at Evergrande City or make graphic statements about what'd he like to do to Team Plasma's leader, N or the League bureaucrats who had fucked him.

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Aaron nodded. "Well, my registrations for Martel, Cas and Razor got rejected again. And the League threatened to revoke my license if I sent them registration forms again."

He clenched his fists in anger. "So what have you been up to lately?"

(OOC - So how do you want to get the revenge plot rolling?)

[CalmlyEccentric]

Cas then questioned as she read her own document over, "Besides, if we don't destroy them, he will keep thinking that we don't mind and will keep doing it until he's stopped by force by the cops. So maybe after getting rid of these, we should just go ahead and fess up about it being us would destroyed his things. I have a feeling he won't be too mad at us if we just explain to him why we did this."

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The man at the door noticed his tightening fist as he was being sure to keep his eyes peeled for any signs of emotional displeasure considering that was his main concern with Aaron at the moment. After being told what he was mad about, "Man...That sounds rough. You were even the victim of that stuff too." In response to his question though, he answered, "Well...For me, I've just been focusing on living life after the incident. I'm just someone who takes care of pokemon before having them go off on their own with someone else. So I really didn't suffer much other than the loss of a few close friends and a family member."

[Silvertip]

Aaron immediately relaxed. "I guess I should feel lucky. No one I know died and my pokémon and myself came out of that whole shitstorm alive. Granted, I look like someone sewed half of Drake's face onto my own." He rubbed a hand over his right cheek. Instead of the smooth surface of a young man's face, it was the harsh and weatherbeaten skin of an elderly man.

He stepped into the foyer and gestured for the man to come in. "How about we share a few drinks and our pokémon can mingle?"

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Razor heard Aaron invite his friend over. "If you're gonna destroy them. Do it now. He's coming in."

Martel pondered where to put the documents. Stuffing them into the diaper pail would probably suffice given its disgusting contents but Aaron was sure to ask questions if he saw Razor and himself shoving papers into the diaper pail. It was then he smelled his own messy diaper and had an idea. "Just shove the papers in your diaper."

Razor looked askance. "How about not. For starters, that's just weird. Two, he's going to be very interested as to why our diapers are full of paper."

"Well what do you propose?"

"Burn them in the outdoor arena."

Martel sighed. "Cas, do you have any other ideas?"

[CalmlyEccentric]

"I'm glad that my pokemon are still alive too, although I'm pretty sure they're scarred right now." Then he walked inside once he was allowed to walk in. As he entered, he said to Aaron, "Speaking of pokemon, how are yours doing right now? I know they got hurt, but I'm just curious." Just then, he let out a Beedrill just then, one who was simply missing a single antenna and one of his wings were tattered and didn't look like it would be working at the moment, maybe forever actually. That was actually the only pokemon he let out before he said, "My other pokemon were raised by me and went off to other people or are back at my place, doing their own thing. Beedrill is the only one is stuck to me like glue on paper."

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Cas didn't think that either of those idea would be good because they all involved the documents still being intact and still being able to be found. So she said to him, "We should hide these things and when we can, we can find them later and tear them up being letting the remains disolve in a pond or something. Then we just come back here and act like nothing is wrong. If he ask about them before we can to back to them, just pretend you don't know."

[Silvertip]

Martel shrugged. "Okay. We'll just shove them into the closet where we keep our diapers and stuff."

Razor nodded. "Sounds fine to me. Just stick the papers into the back corner where he can't see them."

The Aggron grabbed fistfuls of the incriminating papers while Razor skewered them with his hand-claws.

"Cas, mind keeping an eye out for Aaron and distracting him if he gets too close?" Martel asked as he made his way to the pokémon living area.

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Aaron entered the kitchen and prepared some drinks and a few snacks. On the table were glasses of ice and two glass bottles of mineral water. Some rice balls and a bowl of mixed nuts were out as well.

The man took a seat and poured some water for both himself and his friend. He took a glass of water and swirled it, listening to the ice cubes clink against the glass. "Well, Martel lost two of his horns and Razor got a bunch of gunshot wounds on his belly. Other than that, they're fine." Obviously, this was a half-truth, but he wasn't comfortable broadcasting the fact that Razor and Martel were totally incontinent.

He turned to the Beedrill. "So what's your story?"

[CalmlyEccentric]

Cas softly nodded before simply looking in the direction thst he knew Aaron would likely enter the room in. If her ears caught foot step, she would simply say one of their names to warn them. She even said, "I'll just call out your names if I hear him coming down here. Make sure that he really won't see them though, maybe take a step back and see if you could see it from his height or where you think he would be standing in the room or something."

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His friend commented, "Jeez...That sounds pretty bad, I can only imagine how it felt for Razor. What about Cas. What happened to her?" After saying that, he looked back at Beedrill, who remained silent while looking down a hit, before he spoke again, "Um...After the issue, you see, Beedrill had a lot of speed and was able to avoid a lot of the gun fire, but each time he was hurt, it always seemed to do some severe damage to him in some way. Loosing his wing was the first of the damage he took before it all stopped. The second was an explosion that sent shrapnel flying at him, ripping one of antennas clean off while he tried to fly away. However, what really scared me was a round got him straight in the face, and while he didn't die, thank god for that thin streak of luck, he did become a mute. It must of hit something in there that allowed him to speak because ever since he got out of the center after everything blew over, he wouldn't talk to me or anyone."

[Silvertip]

"Well...Cas wasn't eligible to compete due to a birth defect. She was thankfully away from the whole shitstorm. Razor went after one of the fuckers. He got 'em but the other goons tore him up pretty good with gunfire. Martel was shielding me...and I think one of the bombs got him. As for me, a bullet bounced off Martel's side and ripped open my face. And a badly thrown smoke grenade from one of the rescuing soldiers badly burnt half my face." Aaron sipped his glass. "And I'm sorry for your Beedrill."

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The closet inside the pokémon room was filled with diapers and assorted changing supplies. Martel quickly shoved his handful of papers behind a box of diapers. Razor opted to stick them inside an empty box that once held baby powder. He stacked a box of diapers atop the empty box.

"Okay, now we have about half of those left. And Martel, you should probably ask for a change. You're getting a bit ripe." Razor gave the closet a once over and shut the door.

He and Martel headed back up the stairs.

[CalmlyEccentric]

"Well, good thing on your part is that you lost nobody, good thing on my part is that I still have some people to be with. What happened after that stuff all blew over? I take it that you went to the poke-center and all of that, but what about everything else on your part?"He asked as he decided to also take a sip from his glass.

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Cas had chosen to actually got see what Aaron wasdoing at the momet. The sound of a second voice made her a little curious, so of course she would want to see what was going on. There was nothing wrong with that after all. When she reached the room that Aaron was in, she simply peeked around the corner. She was currently planning on asking him for a change because her diaper was a little messy at the moment, however, she didn't exactly want to show it off to a stranger.