OPEN RP POST

[sparklemagpie.livejournal.com]

The sun in shining!

The waves are crashing!
The seagulls are taking your hotdogs like the cocky b*tches they are!



IT'S BEACH PARTY TIME!

There's volleyball, fire pits, surfing and sandcastles!

GO HAVE FUN ON YOUR SHORE LEAVE MEATSHIP DENZIENS! STACY LOVES YOU EXTRA TODAY!

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[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

Pikachu had raided Stacy shortly before the beach time, and was looking to enjoy it. Grinning widely, the pokémon set his goggles over his eyes and wrapped the scarf about his neck. Then, his prep completed, he climbed into the cockpit of a small, Pikachu-sized Sopwith Camel (http://z.about.com/d/militaryhistory/1/0/z/2/-/-/SopwithCamel.jpg). Starting it was easier than he thought, and he was soon up in the air, and doing tricks, no less!

Hey, meatcrew, look up; there's a Pikachu in a biplane!

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

Roxie... glances up.

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One moment, please, while the cuteness centers of her brain reset their circuit breakers.

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

"Piiiikaaaa!" he cried, turning a loop over Roxie's head. He had never imagined that flying a plane could be this much fun!

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

... oh my god it's a Pokeman. Pokemon. Whatever those things were. And that was a Pikachu.

Lois stares in surprise. No girlish fits for her, just... maybe she should drink less.

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

Pikachu waved cheerfully at Lois, now flying upside-down.

He was such a show off.

[nomon-be-spared.livejournal.com]

And flying in not far behind Pikachu was Mewtwo. He wasn't flying under his own power, however; that was too easy. Instead, he was piloting a crimson tri-plane (http://www.ohtm.org/blg/wp-content/media/pix/collect/Aircraft/FOKKER1.jpg), and coming in fast on Pikachu's six. You are mine, he said with a smirk, preparing to open fire.

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

Pikachu didn't waste time being shocked, only swerving to the side, dodging (albeit barely) the inevitable burst of gunfire aimed at his plane. Incoming rounds still managed to riddle one of his wings with holes, but the electric mouse had successfully managed to escape the brunt of that attack. Now it was his turn, and he he pulled up, looping his Sopwith Camel back up and around to get behind Mewtwo. "Pika pikapi!" he cried out, refusing to let the much larger cat Pokemon win.

[nomon-be-spared.livejournal.com]

The little mouse was good. Much better than Mewtwo had anticipated, and he turned his plane on its side in response, the tips of his wings not quite skimming the water. He wanted to be as small a target as possible when Pikachu opened fire, and this seemed the best way. Of course, he could have just tried reading the Pokemon's mind, or flinging the other plane way with telekinesis, but what would have been the fun in that?

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

That wasn't going to throw off the little fella, not at all, and he turned in response, aiming his guns at Mewtwo's tail and opening fire, dozens of rounds flying at the rear of the Psychic Pokemon's plane. Pikachu fully intended to win this sortie, and he wasn't about to let the opponent's size or surprise attack get to him.

[nomon-be-spared.livejournal.com]

That was unexpected, and Mewtwo had to turn suddenly to avoid his plane being shredded. Even still, holes now ran along the length of his plane, and he could only give a sigh of relief that nothing had struck his engine. Yet. He had to bring this pesky electric Pokemon down fast, before the battle turned even more in Pikachu's favor. He began rounding about, trusting his Fokker's superior turning to get around on Pikachu's flank, and finish off the other Pokemon.

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

No way. Pikachu saw the move coming, and while it was obvious he couldn't keep up with Mewtwo on the turns, he could at least prevent the other plane from flanking him, and he did so, swerving to follow, trying to bring his own gun to bear on Mewtwo's Fokker.

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

Alessa paused in her scribbling in the sand and looked up to a peculiar sights. A strange sort of yellow rat thing was flying around in a plane. It was cute in the way of human sensibilities, but rather inconsequential to someone like Alessa.

"What a strange place," she remarked.