((Locked to Rockets, sent to all rockets ))
Leaders have failed, as leaders do, but there are many members of this Team without home or family to go to outside of us. If you look at us now, and you choose to find a different path in life, I cannot begrudge you for leaving our ranks. Team Rocket's hour of glory is passed, many have left, and many more surely will. I speak now not to those who are choosing to leave, but to those who have nowhere else to go.
Team Rocket, though injured, is not dead. This is my family, and it is family to many of you, and we will not abandon each other no matter how hard things get. Bases have been lost, lives have been lost, but if we have to start over from square one, I believe that we can do just that. There will be no bids for world domination here, no grand schemes to control it all. We will look after our own and increase our individual power in the way that we best know how.
I urge any individuals to resume what you were doing before my father attempted to seize control of the world. Steal pokemon and rare items, bring them to the bases, and sell them off. You all know how to do it. You are encouraged to form small groups, however there is one word of warning.
In our weakened state, the public eye must believe that Team Rocket is dead. For the time being, whenever questions, whenever speaking to your victims, inform them that you are working in isolation, without the backing of the Team as a whole. While Team Rocket regrows, we must do so in secret, just as when my grandmother first formed this team.
I know that many of you are worried about what the future holds, and I am here to tell you that what it holds most of all is safety. Safety in the team. Safety in a future of living well. No matter what happens, we are Team Rocket, we are family, and we protect our own.
Wed, Dec. 19th, 2007, 07:46 pm
I've been thirteen for a while now, training hard and working diligently to become stronger. I'm starting to feel like I'm becoming a man. I'm becoming strong. My pokemon are becoming strong. This isn't like the old days when I was taught and listened. Now, I'm forcing MYSELF and training MYSELF as well as my pokemon. We've been traveling again, though avoiding most cities. I still prefer to stay away from any and all authority. The number of wandering trainers is starting to climb, though. I've found a few places out in what seems to be the middle of nowhere, untouched by this new world war. It makes me happy. Civilization as a whole seems to be more and more problematic. I need to become a force of nature, to follow my heart and to live life for the sake of living it. I need to be true to myself, be true to the world, and be true to nature... Or perhaps I need to stop reading so much Nietzsche.
I haven't gone Ninja hunting in a while... I need to do some of that... But mostly, I just need to go out and show the world that I am Silver, and I will not be ignored.
And yet...I still don't know who I am. I think we all have that problem at times, trying to find our true identity. I know mine lies in strength, though. Power, cunning, skill... That is who I am. I am Silver, and my goal is to be better than you. ...No, that's not right.
My goal is to be better than me.
Thu, Sep. 20th, 2007, 02:00 am
((Sent directly to the Marauder)
September 20, 2007
To: Iron Masked Marauder
Cerulean City has fallen. When your group arrives there, your mission is simple: Do not allow ARN to keep control of Cerulean City.
If you can gain control of the city, good. If you cannot, raze it. Attached to this message are a series of documents. The first is the names, adresses, and numbers of all the Cerulean City residents who joined Team Rocket. The second is the upper class citizens who profited the most from my rule, even though they did not actively join. The third is a list of the locations of Rocket weapon stores. Hopefully you'll get them before ARN does. The fourth is a perfectly detailed map of the city. The final document is a list of locations... both strategic and not... that would make a point if they were to explode. Good luck. If you need any assistance, don't hesitate to ask.
Mon, Sep. 17th, 2007, 07:58 pm
Mountains are getting BORING. I need to go out there and be useful... You know, in a way that doesn't involve joining ARN. (I still hate them for nearly blowing up me and my friend!) I've got everything I want down here, and the internet, but I could use some more human interaction.
There's one other guy in here I met. A mountain man. He's a skilled pokemon trainer, though a bit gruff in personality. We've pretty much been comparing notes on... everything. He's been helping me learn more about pokemon and pokemon battles, and I've been sharing my books and video games.with him. He's been encouraging me to stay in the mountains till the war's over... He's shown me some new parts I didn't know were there before. Mount Moon's a lot bigger place than I had realized.
...I want to go home. I miss it. I miss my bed. I miss my house. It's funny... when you hit ten, you set out on the road,and you don't look back... And it's not until you CAN'T go home again that you want to. I'm nearly thirteen years old, and for the first time since I turned ten, I'm really and truly homesick...
Mon, Sep. 17th, 2007, 07:49 pm
((Locked to Rockets [of rank]))
...I was going to go in and write a long post about the tutor father sent me. About how she's strict but smart, and that we're having an interesting struggle for dominance... But those bastards attacked my city!
ARN attacked MY city. Oh, I know, they've attacked lots of cities, but I've been a good guy! I've got more money in the education system than ever before, crime rates are at an all time low because,well, Team Rocket doesn't ALLOW other criminals. I've even given out free ice cream. FREE ice cream!
Hopefully, my citizens will see that and go on to kill the ARN. I made a paradise here, and they're trying to take it away! I suppose violence is the only option now. I've started packing heat... It feels weird, but I learned how to shoot a few years ago.
I've grown attatched to Creulean, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. It's my city now, and nobody's taking that away from me. Not ARN... And I'll do a good job on this. I WON'T need to be replaced in this city. I'm increasing the guard best I can, and I'm running a recruitment drive... Hopefully, more citizens will join.
I've got the police force helping me! The real one! It's awesome. I've got a Jenny! She doesn't like me or Team Rocket in general, but she's doing her best to maintain order. She said it's more important to protect the citizens than to get involved in politics. Anyway, wish me luck... And if I catch wind that anyone has their eye on my job, I'm sending my Charizard after them.
Also, Agent 034, did you get that thing I sent you?
That is all.
Mon, Sep. 17th, 2007, 07:17 pm
((Locked. Entirely. Nobody sees this. Except the muns. Muns are free to comment!))
I am my father's reflection,
His mirror in his only son.
I show his strengths, I show his flaws,
I show his soul, I show his cause.
And though his eyes are locked on me,
He shapes the man he wants to be.
I am grandmother's legacy,
Living upon her history.
I show her gains, I show her loss,
I show her prize, I show the cost.
She spent her life shaping the flow,
Tohelp me pass through tommorrow.
I am my mother's last echo,
Words released in fatal sorrow.
I show her fear, I show her love,
I show the sword, I show the dove.
And thoughI tried to share her gace,
I feel the lack of her embrace.
I am my mentour's newest face,
Showing my power in his place.
I show his tricks, I show his skill,
I show his guile, I show his will.
He always gave me a direction,
In which I could seek perfection,
To display in father's reflection.
((Locked to Rockets))
July 14, 2007
City Hall, Cerulean City
Our expeditions to Cerulean Cave are a continuous failure. The pokemon in the cave are far too numerous and too powerful to launch a successful assault against without bringing in more rockets than we can afford to use on such an endeavor. We're being continuously blocked by angry pokemon, psychic barriers, and terrain-altering abilities. The very inside of the cave changes as we get further in, making our maps useless.
On top of this, the chaos in the world is making it harder to maintain order in my city. I can't afford to keep taking these weekends off to go spelunking. I'm needed too much here in City Hall.
I would greatly advise that somebody else continue these expeditions to this mysterious cave, and I'd be happy to lend my notes to the next group. Here's a quick run down of what's in there...
-Kadabra, Slowbro, and other psychic pokemon
-Ditto posing as terrain and other pokemon
-Graveler and Geodude posing as terrain
-Electrode prone to explode at little or no provocation
-Wobbuffet leaping out of nowhere and into the middle of battles.
Our maps are fairly good, though the ditto, graveler, and psychic pokemon tend to change them.
Sun, May. 27th, 2007, 01:34 pm
((Locked to Rockets, of course))
May 27, 2007
City Hall, Cerulean City
Initial journey to Cerulean Cave was a disaster. We were overwhelmed by a clutch of wild Kadabra. We struck down a few, but we need another plan. I do know, however, that they are not all Kadabra. One, when struck down, promptly melted into a familiar puddle of pink goo: a ditto. I will be taking another team in a few days from now, this time prepared to battle psychic pokemon. I will be bringing both my Sneasel and my Houndoom, as well as a highly trained Paras. With permission, I will be taking the pokemon Ein and I captured on the seafoam islands.
I've advised my expedition crew to obtain dark pokemon, and attatched is a requisition form for whatever spare dark types the team has. I believe we should have enough Houndour and Houndoom to go around, though I would prefer only the strongest pokemon. These Kadabra are very powerful, though I've yet to see them use non-psychic attacks.
I have no idea what's down there,but I will find it, and I will obtain it.
Fri, May. 18th, 2007, 05:28 pm
What the crap?
The world is barren. I don't know what happened. I've been out exploring, and everything's so... empty. There's nobody on the roads. There's nobody in normal hotspots. Mount Moon was bare except for me and a few rockets. It's like the world has ended. I feel like I'm the only trainer still left on the roads...
Lots of rockets out here, though, so I'm getting in practice. My Pokemon get stronger and stronger by the day. Heh, Team Rocket's so pathetic. I mean honestly, they think they can beat me?
I'm the great and powerful Silver, and no member of Team Rocket can stand in my way of becoming, uhh... Totally awesome? Whatever. So how's things going with everyone else? With all the rockets out in the wilderness, did they finally get displaced from the towns or what?
Fri, Apr. 13th, 2007, 11:06 am
Silver is not dead, in case you were wondering, just oh so tired...
I've been busy. Training, fighting, traveling practicing... I've been pushing myself harder than usual, perhaps too hard... So much I want to get done... I need to be more patient.
My apologies to those who wish I was on more... Life is busy. Perhaps when I have more free time.