You might want to grab it soon. It's getting great reviews and people are seemingly going crazy for it. A lot of them sure are pissed that they recalled it because of those Qu'ran references that accidentally got put in.
Hey, who here has heard of the Dragonite event going on at Toys R' us? http://www.pokemon.com/#news_/XML/news_308.xml
I managed to pick up a copy from Blockbuster. Only one they had. So far, I'm loving it.
XD hey man. What's up? SMASH!!
Eh, I always thought you seemed rather dandy.
I was actually syched up until the actual jump. Then I was just scared shitless.
Don't worry. The game doesn't end with the week.
And I couldn't stop laughing after words. I seriously had to do an underwear check afterwords.
Yes, it's very entertaining to watch me scream like a little girl.
Four shinies were in a give away. The Shamin was a favor. I kknow, it's pretty sweet. And I'm lucky.
Of course.
*Revives* XD. I recieved a 8th Movie celebration Shamin, A shiny lv. 40 Entei, a Shiny Lv 100 Ho-oh, a shiny Lv 100 Tyranitar, and a shiny Lv 70 Groudon in the last week. lol.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9cGKBXZPJs Was it obvious that it was my first time?
Who is the mysterious yet roguishly debonair newcomer?!? I'm intrigued..... Great work. I'm loving every minute of it.
Decided I might as well post a double update. Chapters 5: Chapter 5: Where are we going and why are we being followed? There’s a saying that the citizens of Twilight Town have about Mall Street. ‘You can’t find everything on Mall Street, but you can find damn near it!’ True to the phrase, Mall Street is a section of town totally dedicated to shopping. While it is called Mall Street, it is more of a collection of streets, filled with almost every store imaginable. Clothes, music, books, furniture, electronics, food, almost anything can be found. It has been said that it’s collection of shops surpasses even that of Sunrise City, which was believed to be a shopper’s dream. That may very well be true for one of a duo standing right outside the train station, sighing with content. Olette, resting her cheek on the back of one of her interlaced hands, looks at the Streets that were packed with early bird shoppers who believed that they could have beaten the crowd to the best deals of the weekend. “Ah, Mall Street, how I love thee!†Olette said with a slight sigh, a big broad smile plastered to her face. “Me too!†Buddy chirped in a high pitched mock tone, mimicking Olette’s pose. “Jeez Olette, you sound like a schoolgirl in love!†He said, now with a hand on his hip. Olette, now brought down from her elation, gave Buddy a sharp jab with her elbow. “OOF!†“I am a schoolgirl silly! And you really shouldn’t make fun of a lady!†She scolded. “Ha ha, sorry.†He said, rubbing the spot where Olette nailed him. Man, she is deceptively strong! He thought to himself. “Well, now that we’ve got that taken care of, let’s go shopping!†She hollered while thrusting a fist into the air and another on her hip, unable to contain her excitement. “B-But wait a sec!†Buddy stuttered, stopping Olette before she went off running. “What now?†She drawled, losing her patience. She looked over at his direction, still standing in the same pose from a moment before. “Well, it’s just that I don’t have any cash. How am I supposed to buy new clothes?†“Don’t worry about that Bud! I’ve been saving up for months from my allowance and part time job for one big shopping trip!†She reached into her hand bag and brought out her homemade munny pouch, filled to the bursting limit! She cradled the bag in her hands, getting giddier by the second. “HUH?†Buddy gasped. “I could never ask-“ “Oh hush up!†Olette interrupted. She grabbed buddy by his arm after returning her munny pouch to her bag. “You’d be doing me a favor by getting out of those god awful rags! Now stop wasting time and come on!†“Wha-Wait!†But this time Olette ignored his pleas and pulled him into the crowd with a fit of giggles. As they proceeded down the steps, another figure stepped out of the station and watched Buddy get pulled along. He was wearing a black t-shirt that had the words ‘Trial by Fire’ emblazed in fire orange and red colors on the front. His pants were all black jeans with fire patches embroidered around the sleeves of each leg that reach up to his knees. His black jean jacket, which was also likewise patched with flames around the sleeves and waist, was slung over his shoulder, hanging by the hood on his finger. His hair was fire red and was messy and wild like dancing flames, a triangle tattoo adorned under each eye. He chomped on a store bought sandwich, partially unwrapped, as he watched the two disappear into the crowd. After a few moments, he started to laugh. He tried to contain it, snorting a couple of times, but to no avail, as he blurted out in laughter, bread crumbs cascading out of his mouth. “That poor newbie!†He hollered as he laughed on. “Getting pulled around by a little firecracker like that!†As he settled down, he descended the stairs, depositing what was left of the sandwich in a trash can located at the base. He then followed Olette and Buddy into the crowd, never losing sight of the two. Chapter 5: Where are we going and why are we being followed?: end. And six: Chapter 6: I wasn’t looking! I swear! It’s been an hour since Buddy and Olette arrived at Mall Street, and already they have been to seven different shops, all dedicated to finding Buddy a new set of clothes. Since exiting from the train, his appearance has changed dramatically. The stained t-shirt and jeans he wore not even an hour before had been stuffed into a plastic sack, which they then deposited into a locker. He now wore a pair of loose fitting slacks that were black around the lower waist and thighs and white above the knees down. In place of the shirt, he now wore a gray t-shirt and a black sleeveless vest with a collar reaching midway up his neck. The Vest’s zipper had a four pointed star pendant attached to it, dangling from the top of the collar. On his left arm he wore a black and white checkered wrist band and black ring on his index finger and a white ring on his middle finger. As they exited out of their latest venue, a shoe store specializing in the latest footwear fashions at affordable prices, the ragged tennis shoes he wore were held under his arms and in their place was a pair of black shoes with gray soles and red straps running across the top. A grand improvement over what he was wearing before. After leaving the store, the two walked back to the locker to deposit the tattered footwear into the locker. Buddy thought it was unusual walking together as they were, since he was being pulled by his arm from store to store for the majority of the time by a very excitable Olette, expertly dodging the thoroughfare of the crowded street. Once the shoes were locked into away, Olette turned towards Buddy and looked him up and down, analyzing his attire, her left hand cupping her right elbow as she pressed her index finger softly against her lips in deep thought. “Hmmmm…†she hummed softly, still looking at Roxas with deep intent in her eyes. Uncomfortable with her stares, Buddy got really nervous. “Wha-what is it?†he asked as he surveyed his person. “Is there something on my face? Is my barn door open?†“No, No…†Olette said as she shook her head. “It just feels like that there is something missing from the outfit. That there’s something wrong.†“WRONG?!?†Buddy repeated in a loud, exasperated tone, upset that he might go another round of being Olette’s personal dress-up doll. “HOW CAN IT BE WRONG? YOU HAND PICKED EVERYTHING!!†“Settle down! I merely meant that there’s something missing! That’s all!†“Oh, well, okay then.†He sighed, the panic subsiding. He really didn’t want to go through the last hour again, shifting through mountains of clothes before they found the piece that the little miss fashion guru would think was just right. “So what now?†“Well, how about we do some window shopping?†Olette suggested with a wink, twirling her hair slightly. “Fine by me, but why do you need new windows?†“No, window shopping means… Oh, never mind!†She said with a sigh. And with that, she walked off, Buddy trotting close behind. A half an hour later, they are outside one of Twilight Towns best video game stores, flipping through the used video game bin. Buddy excitedly flips through the CD cases. He pulls one out in a black plastic case. “How about this one?†he inquired, holding up the case. “Is that Empire Souls 2?†Olette asked as she grabbed the case and moved it into her view. “That’s a good one! It’s all about a kid from the country side traveling from planet to planet looking for his brother and girlfriend while traveling with a wolf warrior and a chicken mage!†“Wow, I kind of want to play it.†He said with wonderment as he returned the case to where he found it. “It’s a shame that I don’t have a Fun station 2.†“Or a TV, or electricity, or a house….†Olette counted off. “All right, all right…†He dismissed. As the pair were about to walk away, someone from behind approached them and spoke, catching their attention. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite student! How are you Olette?†A woman’s voice asked. “Huh, is that…†Olette and buddy quickly turned around to see who it was that called out. “IT IS!! IT’S MS. HEARTILY!!†What Buddy saw was a woman roughly 24 years old, with black hair that was to just below her shoulders. Her brown highlighted bangs complemented her brown eyes, which were framed by brown rimmed glasses. She was roughly five feet, eleven inches tall, with long, slender legs, slender arms, and the perfect hourglass figure. She wore a semi-loose fitting long sleeved light blue silk shirt and a blue jean vest that was partially zipped up to just below her breast, accentuating her bust. Her shirt was tucked into a pair of form fitting jeans, the legs of which were tucked into brown boots with three inch heels, bringing her over all height to six feet, one inch tall. “It’s been so long!†Olette squealed with glee. She jumped up and throws her arms around the woman, standing on her toes, one leg raised. “Whoa there!†the woman said with a giggle, returning the hug. “I appreciate the enthusiasm, but isn’t it a bit much! I mean, we only saw each other a couple weeks ago!†“I can’t help myself. You’re my favorite teacher Ms. Heartily!†She chirped with a giggle. “Hey! I thought I told you that Ms. Heartily only exists in the classroom! It’s Rinoa.†She said in a mock scold, tapping Olette on the nose playfully. She then looked past her, at Buddy. “So who’s your friend?†“Oh! I completely forgot!†She quickly turned around “Hey, Buddy! This is—“Olette paused mid sentence, shocked at the sight at Buddy. His face had turned beet red, mouth hanging open and he was staring blatantly at Rinoa, blood running down from his nose! Olette, once again brought down from her elation by Buddy’s actions, once again jabs him, even harder, than before. â€BUDDY!†“Ow! What’d I do?†Buddy asked, rubbing the spot where she struck. “Oh please! Like you could be any more obvious?†She pulled a clean tissue out of her bag and slams it against Buddy’s chest. “Here, wipe your nose with this.†Hesitantly, Buddy wiped the blood away from his nose. Rinoa giggled, covering her mouth as she laughed. “So your name is Buddy. It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Rinoa Heartily†She said as she presented her hand in a greeting with a class of elegance Buddy is unaccustomed to. “And don’t worry, I often have that affect on most of my male students the first time they meet me.†He grabs her hand with both of his and starts bowing, quick and rapidly. “T-tit’s good to meet you!†He stuttered nervously. As he finished his greeting, Olette slammed her elbow into Buddy’s side even harder than before. Gah! Right in the same spot! “TITS?†Olette repeated harshly, clearly angry with Buddy’s slip of tongue. “I, I--†Buddy stuttered in a panic. Realizing that she would need to intervene before things get out of hand, Rinoa stood between the raging Olette and the scared Buddy. “Now, now Olette, I’m sure it was honest mistake. No need to be angry. So anyway, what brings you down to Mall Street?†Rinoa asked, changing the subject before Olette decided to skin her not so old friend. “Are you here to pick up an autographed copy of the new Dawn to Dusk CD?†“Huh? But aren’t they being released next weekend?†Olette asked, her anger instantly dispelled at the mentioning of her favorite band. “No, No. It's this weekend. I was just on my way to Centennial Discs to pick up a copy. You wanna come?†Rinoa chirped. Oh, would you mind? Since you know the store clerk, I can be sure to get a copy!†“Sure!†Rinoa said with a smile. “Okay, wait a sec.†Olette said. She then grabs Buddy and shoves him down onto a nearby bench. “Wait here, I’ll be back in five minutes. This is your punishment for acting like an ass in front of my teacher.†“What? Breaking in my ribs wasn’t enough?†He inquired. “Just wait here. I’ll be back before you know it.†Olette replied. But before any objection could be raised, she grabbed Rinoa by the arm and pulled her around the corner. Defeated, Buddy sat with his head hung low. A blue haired girl with bangs over one eye and was wearing a blue tank top with vertical stripes and a pair of tan shorts who had been watching this unfold walked up to buddy and stared at him for a minute. Buddy, looking up, finally noticed the girl, starring back at her. Moments passed and the girl then thrust a finger into Buddy’s face. “WHIPPED.†She said in a cold, matter of fact sort of way. And before he could reply, the girl was off and around the corner. “Man, girls are mean!†He told himself. He then leaned back and waited for Olette toturn. Thirty minutes passed and still Olette has yet to return. “Jeez, what could be taking her?†He ask rubbing his neck. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she was taking this long just to spite me. The tits thing was a mistake!†He looked over his shoulder and saw an antiques shop that he hadn’t noticed before. “Collectable Curiosities, huh…†He said, reading the sign above the door. Well, since I’ve got time to kill… He removed himself from his seat and went into the store, not caring what the repercussions might be. Chapter 6: I wasn’t looking! I swear!: End ------ As allways, I'd love to know what everybody thinks.
Do you mean a third edition of the first gen remake? because the original did have a third edition, called Yellow.
That's the general Consensus. But there really isn't anything for sure. I had heard a rumor of Nintendo trademarking the words "Dusk Silver" and "Dawn Gold" though.
They're taunting me. I can feel it in my Pokeballs.
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To those who have noticed my absence from the forums this past week, I am sorry if I was missed any. I have been on, what do I say, an uplifting retreat. I learned a whole lot about myself and about how to improve as a person. I had a lot of fun, and met a lot of amazing people. If enough people are interested, I might tell you all about it. Anyways, I shall be back on sometime in the future. I believe I am about to go into culture shock. later all.
