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Happy Valentines! Your Love Is Toxic!

Who: EVERYONE
What: CUPIDBOTS
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: VALENTIMES DAY
Warnings: None yet, but will be updated if that changes

Ah, February 14th. A day for loving lovers to love... But at Smash Academy, it meant something else...

At the crack of dawn, they appeared. Tiny robotic cherubs wielding bows and arrows. Those who had been at the academy for some time knew what they were: The Cupidbots. Obnoxious, potentially life-ruining robots with one mission: Fire their arrows at unsuspecting passers-by, causing them to fall in love with the first person they saw for the next 24 hours. They would be gone by the next day, but still for the best to try and avoid them.

WHAT DO?

[[Go ahead and start up your own threads for random happenings, planned ships, or just throw your characters out and see who bites!]]

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If it's not one thing, it's another. That's been one of Cid's thoughts for a while now. It was starting to become expected, even. So a bunch of archerbots flying about was just another day at Smash Academy.

Oh no, a girl is running around a corner. A man is walking around a corner. This is the kind of thing that only happens in fiction!

Well it's a good thing this was fiction, then, right? Because it was totally happening. As soon as Cid turned the corner Hilda ran straight into him -- he was probably way sturdier than a short little teenager, though, so instead of running him over her momentum sent her to the ground. With GRACE and POISE and A HORRIFIED SQUAWK.

"S-sorry, man," she mumbled in shame as she stood back up, "I was chasin' some jerk that tried to nail me in the head with an arrow or somethin'. You see where he went?"

But there was one buzzing down the hall right behind her.

Oh hell, a little kid has now bumped into him. This just makes a day great. "Hey, you all ri- what?" Oh, interruptions, should have spoken a little louder instead of muttering Cid.

"Jerk with an arrow? I think I've seen a few of those around today. Is there some kind of gathering of crazy flying things?"

"I dunno, but I don't like 'em--"

Before she could finish what she was going to say, one of the many robots causing trouble today caught up with her and shot a tiny arrow right into her arm. Hilda yelped and whipped around to find the culprit, but alas, it was already gone.

"Dang it," Hilda plucked it out like an obnoxious splinter, and shuffled back around to face Cid. "Did you see where that thing... went..."

"I think so!" Cid took a bounding step to one side, trying to keep track of the little thing, but was quickly losing it. "Come on, do you want to get back at that bastard!"

Since when was this old fart so handsome? Hilda stared dumbly at Cid for a while before she shook her head, all of a sudden so enthusiastic about catching that critter that it was maybe a little scary.

"'Kay, let's roll 'n catch that little jerk!"

"That's the spirit, let's go!" Cid grabbed Hilda by the hand (uh oh), pulling her along, chasing the quick little cupid.

"Are those pokeballs?" ((I assume every trainer has at least one pokeball visible, because so cool)) He asked, between quick sprint breaths. "Anything that can help?"

Hilda gasped and sighed dreamily. HE WAS HOLDING HER HAND!! That's, like, totally romantic. AND he knew stuff about Pokemon! Where was a couch for her to swoon on? Because all that rugged charm was indeed givin' her the vapors.

She sputtered while she tried to remember who she had brought along, "N-not really, uhh... Maybe? I-I don't wanna break nothin'!"

But, dying for Cid's approval, Hilda skidded to a halt and chucked a Pokeball down the hall past the little robot, where a big weird mole thing popped out. "Hey, yo! Try catching that thing!"

"If your pet there can at least make it regret moving forward, I can try to jump it from behind. Try to keep up." Sorry, lover girl, he's going to try to let go of your hand and sprint forward, aiming to jump on the little bot.

Hilda pouted when he let go, but directed her attention to listening to Cid so that she could maybe have a chance with that guy.

"U-uh, um... Gotcha! Hey, smack it!" As her Pokemon swatted at the tiny robot, she turned to correct him (he's not a pet he's MY FRIEND!!!), but instead she stared dreamily at him. What a hunk...

He bounded down the hall, pushing his legs as hard as he could. Cid is not a running man, but working with heavy machines keeps you in some form of shape. "Come'ere you damn machine!" And he leaped forward through the air, hoping to catch the tiny thing and exact vengeance. Or at least figure out what it was.

Look out for the sharp Pokemon in the process. As best as one can while leaping in the air.

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Happy Valentines! Your Love Is Toxic!

It's sequel: Airships and Pokemon: The Pursuit of Truth: much better

Fabio's standing in for Cid on the cover

Rawk Hawk, what are you doing on the cover?

being a HUNK

Too sexy for this cover

Hilda will be played by a pretty Hollywood actress of your choice for the film

Elesa's movie debut!

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Jeez I am so bad at tagging quickly sorry

It's ok I'm a total slowpoke

Slowpoke Brigade!