Ghost Town of Memories; Michael

[eric]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,445,bTable][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/patternthinggg.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px;][STYLE=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 7px; height: 100px; width: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee503/jimmydalad/th_SakaiYuji2.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 60px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 60px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee503/jimmydalad/th_SakaiYuji2.jpg);] [/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 120px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee503/jimmydalad/th_SakaiYuji2.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 226px; width: 222px; margin-top: -103px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;]L-O-V-E IS JUST[/style][STYLE=margin-left: 236px; width: 180px; background-color: #1F1D1F; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; padding-top: 5px; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; line-height: 10px;]ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. HOW DO I SAY I'M SORRY? 'CAUSE THE WORD IS JUST NEVER GONNA COME OUT. L-O-V-E'S JUST ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. TIGHT JEANS, DOUBLE D'S, MAKING ME GO -- ![/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 12px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 267px; height: 320px; overflow: auto;]Eric stood in the ruins of Oldale Town, his hometown, trying his best to take in all of the destruction that occurred. He really should try not to care. He couldn’t care. He was a member of the Knights of Arceus. This was all part of the plan. Sacrifices had to be made. Yet Eric felt horrid. It was as if his stomach just dropped when he fully took in the destruction that occurred. It was almost sickening. His face was blank as he began to fully take in the severity of the destruction of his once precious hometown. He was lucky that his family evacuated in time. If they were taken by the storm… Walking to the remains of what used to be his home, he knelt down on the floor and touched one of the bricks, the dust rubbing off on his hand. It was hard to believe that a 2-story house once stood here. Where once stood his family home, only bricks and pieces of broken wood remained. He could feel a tear dribbling down his eye and as he moved to wipe it away, he got a bit of dust on his face. He made no attempt to wipe it off. Looking over to the pile of bricks next to his old home was where his best friend Michael’s house once stood. Like his house, it crumbled under the sever storms that swept the place and now only memories were left. The fact that their homes had been completely destroyed had not hit him fully yet. He didn’t know when it would. The memories started to come back and knowing this, Eric didn’t make any gesture to move. He only sat there, letting memory after memory of his time in Oldale come rushing back to him. Times spent with family, times spent with friends and times spent with Michael. Especially the times spent with Michael. Were they correct in doing this? At the moment, Eric wasn’t sure.[/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left: 12px; color: #DFDFDF; background-color: #171717; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top: 4px solid #0C0C0C; padding: 12px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 109px; height: 320px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 10px;]TAGS: Michael. WORDS: 331. NOTES: First Eric post! Woot~. CREDIT: kiwii at btn and gs![/style]

[michael26504]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,5,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/NNLwM.gif); width: 500px; padding: 10px, bTable][cs=2][style=background-color: #494949; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 5px; margin: 5px;][/style][style=background-color: #494949; width: 340px; margin-left: 125px; padding: 5px; font-family: century gothic; font-size: 22px; color: #e2e2e2; text-transform: lowercase; height: 100px; margin-top: -115px; text-align: justify;]you're the devil in disguise Oh, yes, you are the devil in disguise. You fooled me with your kisses. You cheated and you schemed. Heaven knows how you lied to me. You're not the you seemed. You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel. But I got wise. You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are the devil in disguise. You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel, but I got wise. You're the devil in disguise, oh yes, you are the devil in disguise.[/style]
[atrb=style, width: 110px;][atrb=vAlign,top][style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]tags[/style] [style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]Eric[/style] [style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]words[/style] [style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]361[/style] [style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]notes[/style] [style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]First Michael Post[/style]	[atrb=style, width: 320px;][style=background-color: #494949; font-family: tahoma; color: #e2e2e2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]Michael took a long breath as he walked into the destroyed ruins of his hometown. Old memories of a time when he was purer more innocent and unwise of the ways of the world flowed into his mind, and those memories kind of made him sick. He wasn't...an evil person he honestly didn't care what happened when all this was over, he just wanted it to be over. So he picked a side and the side he picked was the once causing the destruction. He'd much rather be on there side, than the side of the so called heroes of the world. Michael kicked a rock as he walked blonde hair moving about in the wind as well. This was his home he should have felt some kind of sadness over the matter, but as far as he could tell he didn't. His heart wasn't aching as he passed by the house, he didn't feel himself getting angry at the Knights for having destroyed it. he felt nothing. No he wasn't emotionless we don't need another Zane he just didn't care for the actions the Knights took. As he walked Michael got the feeling he was getting closer to his house, the house where he once lived. It was lucky for him that his mother and little sister had left with Eric's family. Speaking of Eric he began to see his figure standing in front of the house that was next to his. Eric was his best friend they had grown up together traveled the Hoenn together, and even joined the Knights at the same time. Lately...they haven't seen each other in such a long time. Michael walked up to his childhood friend and gave a evil smile, and then he spoke not in his normal but in one much darker than his. "Heehee what are you doing you here you worm! I thought you were given orders to attack the Sinnoh region!" Michael arched his back and let out a evil laugh. He then looked back at Eric his smile fading and spoke in his normal voice, "What do you think? Was I convincing evil person?" he asked. [/style]
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[eric]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,445,bTable][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/patternthinggg.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px;][STYLE=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 7px; height: 100px; width: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee503/jimmydalad/th_SakaiYuji2.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 60px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 60px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee503/jimmydalad/th_SakaiYuji2.jpg);] [/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 120px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee503/jimmydalad/th_SakaiYuji2.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 226px; width: 222px; margin-top: -103px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;]L-O-V-E IS JUST[/style][STYLE=margin-left: 236px; width: 180px; background-color: #1F1D1F; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; padding-top: 5px; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; line-height: 10px;]ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. HOW DO I SAY I'M SORRY? 'CAUSE THE WORD IS JUST NEVER GONNA COME OUT. L-O-V-E'S JUST ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. TIGHT JEANS, DOUBLE D'S, MAKING ME GO -- ![/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 12px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 267px; height: 320px; overflow: auto;]Eric didn’t even notice the arrival of his friend, nor did he even hear him come approach him from behind. Too far lost in his memories, he was in a state of mind where he wasn’t really aware of the world around him. Right now, he was reveling in the warm memories of childhood. It was then that a harsh yet familiar forcibly snapped him out of his daze and he jumped in surprise, not expecting to hear that voice anytime soon. While it was a little twisted and darker than usual, Eric had no doubt about who that voiced belonged to and his suspicions were confirmed when he turned around and saw his good friend, Michael. It had been a long time since he had seen him and he couldn’t help but show a warm, goofy smile whenever he saw him. With their duties as Knights of Arceus getting in the way of their time together, Eric had missed Michael. It was actually because of Michael that he joined the knights and he wished he could spend more time with him. But he couldn’t say that to him. ”You know Michael, you don’t really need to put on a voice to sound evil. You do that naturally.” Eric lightly jested, giggling as he stood up and gave Michael a hug. He missed his good friend very much and he had to admit, he did have a crush on him. He wasn’t going to tell him this anytime soon. After realizing he had hugged him a little too long, he blushed as he withdrew from him and fell into a silence, coughing a little due to the awkwardness. He didn’t intend to make him feel awkward and he only hoped he didn’t make Michael feel too uncomfortable. ”S-sorry about that…” Eric sheepishly apologized, blushing and turning his face away from Michael. While it was great seeing Michael, seeing Michael also meant showcasing his emotions, a prospect he was not too comfortable with. Michael had this power over him that he couldn’t describe. It was actually quite scary. ”So… how’ve you been? Been busy with work?” He then asked Michael clumsily, feeling a whole lot more self conscious when around his good friend. While he didn’t like this feeling, he couldn’t help but be addicted to it as well.[/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left: 12px; color: #DFDFDF; background-color: #171717; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top: 4px solid #0C0C0C; padding: 12px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 109px; height: 320px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 10px;]TAGS: Michael. WORDS: 388. NOTES: Eric being awkward. Lol. CREDIT: kiwii at btn and gs![/style]