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Post by F e n i on Oct 27, 2006 21:55:56 GMT -4
Plot:
[/u] Chaos. That simple word encompassed everything calamitous that had occurred within the Houen region for the last three years. All conventional theories about pokemon were forgotten in the midst of these events. The epoch when these wonderful creatures and humans lived in peace and harmony was shattered, revealing just how frightened the latter were. When the Chaos began, random pokemon began betraying their trainers and assaulting any being, even others of their own kind. One moment the creatures were loyal and calm. The next, a dark aura seemed to be emanated from them, and the pokemon would begin attacking. These are what people now call Rogues. Now the threat of these Rogues has become so dire that some individuals have resorted to drastic measures. Many rely on trapping, even killing these wonderful beasts for their own ‘protection’, whether they were Innocent or not. Nevertheless, there WERE some trainers that were seeking the truth. They entitled themselves the Kibou no Senshi (Warriors of Hope). Their leader, the mysterious Kura -- short for Kurayami -- knew something was amiss and founded this organization to discover the source of the Chaos. For the last three years, the Warriors have been recruiting members that had shown potential… and weren’t a part of their enemy, the people who created the Rogues. Yes, the evil creatures weren’t a coincidence of nature. There had to be someone responsible for the manipulated personalities and power of the Rogue pokemon. The Kibou no Senshi knew that much although they never did catch the name of the syndicate. Warriors were told of the mission they were given: find Rogues in the wild and a way to revert them back to their Innocent selves. Even better, determine just what syndicate caused all of this, its location, and its leader (the last two if at all possible). This is where our story begins. Setting:[/u] The milieu of this role play will be from the edge of Mauville toward the desert of Route 111. (How I remember this, I’ll never be certain of. O.O) A pond, batch of trees, some kind of cliff, and of course the predominant desert area are all located within this route. To make it clear:[/u] Before your intros, you MUST tell me these things. If you choose to be a trainer, are you neutral, part of the Kibou No Senshi, or an Evil Syndicate member? If you are a pokemon, are you a feared Rogue or an Innocent that just happened to be sucked into the mix? P.S. I make trainer cards. If you want one, just drop me a PM or post in ooc here. [/center]
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Post by F e n i on Jul 27, 2007 13:25:41 GMT -4
||I've COMPLETELY restarted this one.
So it would be great if you guys reposted if you're joining or not, and then your intro. =D||
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Post by ♥ROSEH♥ on Jul 27, 2007 18:46:08 GMT -4
OoC;; I'm going to try something. How about two neutrals and a Evil Syndicate. XD LAWL!
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Post by Darkpidgeot on Jul 28, 2007 0:36:44 GMT -4
(*cough cough* WOO HOO!!! I should join up in the Elemental rp sometime...
Join as..I don't know XD)
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Post by Soraelna on Jul 28, 2007 0:51:05 GMT -4
Yeah, I'll still join. *Types intro.*
Ayumi: This may take awile.
Me: Go away, you're not supposed to be here. *kicks away*
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Soraelna
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My sunset, no stealing![D3v:soraelna]
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Post by Soraelna on Jul 28, 2007 0:53:31 GMT -4
((I'll be one of the ES, by the way...))
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Post by Molly on Jul 28, 2007 19:30:35 GMT -4
OCC//: I'll join as Neutral, considering everyone is jumping to evil.
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Post by ♥ROSEH♥ on Jul 28, 2007 19:55:25 GMT -4
OoC;;
Nuh uh! XD I have ONE ES and two neutrals.
o-o It's going to be fun to rp them all.
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Post by F e n i on Jul 28, 2007 21:21:29 GMT -4
||You guys wanted to start this, this weekend?||
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Post by Darkpidgeot on Jul 28, 2007 23:15:54 GMT -4
(Alright, I'm be...umm...KnS rebel.)
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Post by Molly on Jul 29, 2007 9:44:51 GMT -4
Adrenaline. The pure ecstasy of running like winds blows, graceful, one with the world, natural, and simply beautiful. The dust left behind it created a storm, the desert was hot and unbearable. Ten more seconds, and the desert released them.
“Arcanine, slow down, we’re on the right route now.” Rian spoke to the graceful creature she sat on top. Her pale, but large hands that were tangled in his mane tugged a bit and he slowed down. She smiled and relaxed. “Good boy.” She looked at her red slik pouch with her other pokemon, it stayed still and unmoving, nothing was wrong.
Rian was 17; she had many traits from her grandfather Blaire, who was now in Cinnabar Islands. Her skin was whiter than paper, her hair as fiery as her temper could get. She wore a black jacket, the collar pulled up to hide her neck from three angles, faded denim jeans that were ripped in the knees, black converse and had her hair tied up, the front bangs falling to the front side of her face. Her blue eyes that scanned the open road were deep, dark, and intimidating to some, almost cold.
Arcanine suddenly stopped. Frozen in his tracks. She caught this quickly and looked up, an angered looking poochenya snarling at them. Why was her Pokemon alert about a simple poochenya? “Arcanine, agility.” She commanded sternly, Arcanine reacted quickly and sped pass it, the poochenya trying to follow. It snapped now, 10 feet away, using agility as well. She sighed and stopped, and turned him around. “Flamethrower.” She said shortly, and he obeyed, stunning fire erupted and hit the poochenya, instant K.O. she tugged on his mane and kept going, how stupid can this region get? She missed her home, the Jhoto area, where she worked at the day care center part time and breeded. She had a good team, why not have more pokemon for her team? But Blaire wanted her here, to train this team and not expand. How horrible.
She then lost her train of thought, noticing her Arcanine spot a small body of water, she sighed and jumped off him, following him there and sat aside him as he drank. She wondered if they should rest here or not. They had been traveling for hours, so maybe they should. She walked over to the edge of the pond, kneeled down, and washed her face with the cool water. Instantly feeling better, she leaned against Arcanine. “We can rest, boy.” She said, petting his mane, rubbing his ears. The dog-like creature then began to fall asleep.
OCC//: I changed it, I like this better then what I was going to continue. I'm crap with intros though.
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Post by ♥ROSEH♥ on Jul 29, 2007 16:29:14 GMT -4
~~8O BE AMAZED BY MY LONG ASS INTRO! XD~~ Oh, and Kiru's trainer card. I still gotta make Castus and Izzy's. XD "You're being stupid." Groaned the male, white irises rolling in a tired fashion. He sat on top of a large boulder, looking ahead as his friend tried to push the large rock. "I am not! I'm simply trying to get through!" Called the female, trying to push the rock. If a pokemon even had trouble with pushing it, then yes, there was no way the girl would get past. "If I had my Houndoom, we'd be out of here in no time." Grumbled the girl as she continued to shove. The male smirked. "If you weren't such an idiot to have battled that guy, then you'd still have them." He said, nodding at her. Earlier that day, they had been walking along the route, when a dark-figured male had challenged dear Castus to a battle. She had agreed, seeing as he only had two pokemon and she had six. However, that wasn't as it seemed. Four other pokeballs were hanging in an idividual leather holder, each one hanging onto his belt with chains. The battle was over soon after it began. And just as quickly as he left, so were her pokemon. "I didn't think he would steal them! He must be from like, Team Rocket or something..." She whined, leaning against the rock to catch her breath. "Nah, he sounded too egotistical." Izzy called down lazily, snow white locks messily peaking through a black beanie, a loose white shirt thrown over his lanky torso, with simple baggy jeans and black vans. Izzy snickered at the thought of someone that confident rolling around with Team Rocket. For one, he would've probably already tried to take over the lowly team. If you looked closely at the male, you could tell he was blind, though he got around just fine, it seemed as though he was perfectly fine. A worn belt held three pokemon on his waist. The girl's attire, however, seemed a bit more colorful. black hair spiky hair short with two long streaks framing her face and flowing down to her shoulders went well with her olive-coloured skin, a few streaks of blue drawing attention to her bangs. She had light blue colored eyes, filled with a somewhat cheery nature. What she was wearing was a white quarter length shirt with a bright orange hood, with the sleeves a dark green. A lime green choker wrapped around her neck, a pokeball engraving set in the middle of the leather material. Two turquoise straps connecting the low collar of the shirt to the choker. Grey armwarmers that went up right underneath her elbow were covered over by black fingerless gloves,slits in the palm for a better grip. A grey belt that once had pokeballs was thick and wrapped around her waist, sliding to the left. A lime green skirt was worn as bottoms, the half of a white pokeball in the top left corner of it, lined in pink, while a pair of black tights cut off above the knee were worn underneath. An army green strap wrapped around her right thigh, holding up a sort of mini pack attached to her leg. Loosely, a red and black striped scarf hung around her neck, the white pokeball symbol in the bottom right corner of the edge of the scarf, lined in black. Orange boots ended above the knee, striped with red, and black straps tightening it around her leg for a snug fit. Perhaps I should give you a picture for a better reference, eh? [[DRAWNBYMENOSTEALZ. XD]] "It wasn't fair." She stated, crossing her arms angrily. "Of course it wasn't fair, from the sounds of it, your ass was being kicked without mercy." He mused, raising a brow. "No! No! It wasn't fair at all. He didn't have normal pokemon." She stated, looking up at Izzy. He curiously looked down at the sound of her voice. "What do you mean? Not normal?" "As in, evilish and incredibly strong." "...pokeblocks? Let's go steal some of of him and go rule the world with the-" "Pokeblocks is highly unlikely, Izzy. C'mon, I'm the stupid one. GET WITH THE PICTURE! He had a freaking black Rayquaza." She stated firmly. His smile dropped. "A black Rayquaza? Sure it wasn't a seviper or something? " She dropped the conversation, not wanting to get into detail any further. "C'mon, we gotta get through." She said, going back to shoving against the rock. Rolling his eyes, Izzy's hand brushed against his pokeballs, each in a specific order. Stopping on the third one. He calmly threw it, a lairon edmitting out from the ray of red light. As the pokeball flew back into Izzy's hand, he caught it and ordered up an attack, the pokemon using rock smash to have the boulder crumble into a pile of pebbles. Which of course, sent castus to fall flat on the ground. "Ow." She mumbled, twitching just slightly. Off on a cliff, was a male. Casually, he flipped through the belts he had in his hand, and then to the bag that contained the six pokeballs he had stolen earlier. Oh, and this was just the start of a beautiful day. Orders had come in, and they needed more test subjects to transform into rogues. Which was where Black Rose came in. Electric blue eyes looked around almost boredly before responding to a voice from the earpiece he had on. A few moments later, a Pigeot swooped down, landing majestically in front of him, ready to deliver the packages Black Rose had to send. Handing over the belts, the pigeot took off, whilst the bag of pokeballs in his hand stay with him. Smirking, he ran a hand through ebony locks, spiked up in the back. He wore a longsleeve black shirt, with straps wrapping around the front of the shirt, the collar of it high and sliding over his mouth easily when needed, right now pushed down to reveal his pale face, a smirk cast over it, a strong jaw structure framing his face as he looked about, the peaks of markings now visible on his neck, a word made out in the midst of the intricate designs was found but cut off, 'PEN'. His pokebelt, as described earlier, was unique, lined with silver spikes and loosely hanging around his hips. Fitted black pants were worn, with straps and buttons lining them, the ocasional flap pocket or two located on the side of the pant leg. Both articles of clothing were worn in the color of black, though not as dark as his hair. Studs lined his ears, connecting in thin chains. his right eyebrow was pierced twice, as was his bottom lip, thrown in the flamboyant snake bites fashion. To him, his real name didn't matter, and most didn't live to actual hear it if he decided to speak it. He looked about 25 or so, possibly younger or older, turning away from the cliff and heading for the forest, where maybe he could find some more trainers. Above him, soared a black long serpent-like creature, silently cutting through the air as it circled the tall 6'6 man. "Woah!" Squeaked Castus, spotting something dark in the sky, thin and sleek. "Did you see that?" "Oh yeah. Yes I did. Cause y'know, I'M BLIND." Izzy snapped, walking along. "What did you see?" He asked. "Uh, nevermind." Castus replied, walking alongside her friend.
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Post by Soraelna on Jul 30, 2007 21:04:02 GMT -4
Kathryn Elincia Rydell sat atop the cliff overlooking the desert area of Route 111, her Absol laying alongside her left hip, scanning the horizon. Her body form was like that of an archer, tall and light, built for speed. She wore a black leather jacket with tears at both shoulders and metal spikes adorned the small v-shaped neckline. This was over a dark crimson undershirt. Her pant were a loose, but thick material dyed black. Unlike most, she chose to go without shoes, preferring the feel of the earth. The belt around her waist was silver, holding only three pokeballs; Absol, Sandslash, and Jolteon.
Her eyes were a mysterious deep blue, framed by hair that was chestnut brown and slightly wavy, currently tied back into a loose braid. Her skin was tanned from spending most of her time outdoors. She had three earrings on her left ear and one on the right. The center one on the left was gold, flanked by two silver; the single silver one on the right had a feather charm attached to it.
Kathryn was a member of the ES, on a scouting mission. Her orders were to capture pokemon for experiments and take out any Kibou no Senshi members. She scoffed, the Warriors of Hope? How pathetic. She put a pair of binoculars to her eyes, using height as and advantage. So far, nothing interesting had happened, doing nothing to help her fowl mood.
Absol shifted restlessly, crossing his wide paws and laying his head on top of them. "Calm down, Absol. Wait until Sandslash comes back with a report. We'll see what to do then." Kathryn said in a soft voice, scratching him under the chin.
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Post by Darkpidgeot on Aug 1, 2007 22:03:57 GMT -4
It's dark...why does this keep happening to me? Should I really have done that? This struggle...meaningless...The light is calling...Order is returning...
A lone KnS member stood upon a sand dune, overlooking the desert. It wasn't that uncommon for the KnS to be alone but this was a different case. The Warrior donned was a uniform classifying him as a Specialist Elite. Indeed, he is not the lucky person to get promoted and do a crap job. Across his belt were six brightly colored pokeballs, each inscribed with sayings of peace and of such. His eyes were a shade of gray but there were slight tints of light blue in them. He continued to stand, watching, letting the desert winds blow through his rusty brown hair.
No one knew his real name, not even he knew his name. Fellow Warriors called him Angel Tyreal, or just Tyreal for short. The name wasn't just for show, he really looked like he was going to help stop Chaos. In a way, that was true. For a long while, the KnS were working on a new formula, known as Order. Upon completion, Tyreal was the first and only person to receive a full team of them. Order, has been assumed and tested, to purify any rogue upon attack contact.
Note that it was...until Tyreal decided to break all data concerning the research. He left the KnS, stealing the information for Order and then destroying it. Most of the Warriors never realized his absence, less about Order. Mostly high ranked Elites and above knew about it. He destroyed the data...well...he thought that experimenting on pokemon would make the KnS just as bad as the ES. As a rebel, he was hunted on both sides as he had no intention for joining evil.
Something is coming...I can feel it...yet I can't see...Rogues...and Order...their just the same...
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Post by F e n i on Aug 1, 2007 22:09:52 GMT -4
||Time to post meh premmie! The glory of no limits...||
/Is my little Fledgling tired from soaring for so long? You are welcome to return to the base whenever you wish./ All of this was said through an undetectable earpiece. A gloved hand reached up and covered the ear with the machine placed in it to protect the piece of metal from some wind. Golden irises narrowed in concentration. Once she heard the message clearly, a growl left her lush lips.
The baritone voice continued on, teasingly, /You need to roost once in a while. Tis not I who ordered your continual…/ It paused, looking for a suitable word. /Effort./ The sixteen-year-old struggled to hold back a laugh of her own and replied. (She wasn’t the type to start giggling in an empty route; no, the dark minion wasn’t that stupid.)
“You shouldn’t worry over someone like me. Knowing what I’m like, constantly flying away from home... Fledgling is such a suitable term.” This was said softly and cautiously; the surroundings couldn’t be trusted anymore. Especially with the Chaos she had helped instigate.
/Very well, Blood Raven. I expect vast results. Over and out./ With that, the connection between the dubbed ‘Blood Raven’ and her contact was cut off. The trainer flicked her hair behind her, waist-length black locks cascading down her back in waves of silk. That action revealed a black knot top embroidered with the kanji for Dark and Wind. Adorning her waist was a dark black skirt. Fingerless leather gloves clung to her forearms, and boots of the same material and color as everything else covered her legs up to her knees. A grey leather belt hung from her waist albeit awkwardly, five pokeballs adhered to that. Each one was swathed tightly in chains, varying in intensity. A studded choker was clasped around her neck, a gleaming star pendant attached in the front. Right now, its color was a deep indigo. Other times it would be a crimson, and even sometimes the darkest black you have ever seen… Like it would lead you into an abyss you would never climb out of.
The trainer spotted a nearby boulder of an adequate size. She sat down, taking only a few moments to get herself comfortable. “If I can locate Rogues in this route, I will probably run into some Warriors trying to find a cure. Then I could brainwash the Potentials… If not, I could just Convert an Innocent.” An evil smirk appeared on her mien. She’d revel in the screams of the pure beasts, she know she would. “Or, I could find a random Neutral and terrorize them. Sounds like a plan.”
Now to find the first victim…
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Post by ♥ROSEH♥ on Aug 1, 2007 22:34:13 GMT -4
Walking along rather awkwardly, Castus started to dance. Yes, dance.
"Stop dancing." Izzy snapped, haulting. "I can't concentrate with your viberations." He muttered, continuing along cautiously.
"Sorry Iz." She apologized, stopping as she walked along. "It just gets BORING sometimes."
"Well, we could talk like normal people." Izzy said, rolling his white glazed eyes.
"But that's no fun!!" She whined, tripping over a rock and falling yet again.
"Fell?"
"Mhmm..." Castus mumbled.
Izzy chuckled and plopped on the ground beside her, hands sweeping across the sandy road. Everything seemed so surprisingly calm. It was odd. He started thinking out where they'd go. Fallarbor town seemed so far away and that was the nearest town besides Mauville.
Managing down the cliff, he figured that maybe there'd be more trainers. More trainers meant more pokemon. And those Innocents would be turned to Rogues. He smirked about it, pokeballs hanging by the chains clicking against each other now and then as he walked. Looking around boredly with those electric blue eyes of his, he decided to rest a bit, leaning against a large border a moment.
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Post by Molly on Aug 1, 2007 23:43:21 GMT -4
Rian shook suddenly, feeling the busy route grow, she liked to be alone, with her team, it relaxed her alot. "Arcanine, wake up, boy." She shook him softly, he stirred, stretched out, and stood up. He had a fresh, wild look in his eyes, he was rested and ready. She smiled and retired him to his pokeball. She put it safely in the silk pouch and continued walking around pointlessly.
Some boring day so far.
She wanted something to keep her busy, something to keep her on her toes.
"I need more company then just my team." She confessed to herself, feeling a sudden vibe of despair hit her like an ocean during a wild, lightning storm. She felt as though she was getting depressed, being far from her family, from the cinnabar islands, with her fire pokemon.
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Post by Soraelna on Aug 2, 2007 21:49:31 GMT -4
Sandslash suddenly came up from the ground beside Collete (name changed from Kathryn), shaking gravel from her spikes. Collete saw that the ground type had only found what Collete could see; many people and lots of scenery.
Absol sighed, standing up. He rolled his shoulders, and yawned widely, pawing a lone pebble over the edge of the cliff. He smirked as it dislodge several others on the way down. It was never good that a pokemon known for destruction was bored. "Go run around in the desert a bit if you're that bored. And while you're at it, see if you can find any fossils." Collete said, standing as well. Absol nodded and leaped off the ledge at a record speed, anxious to start a search, his favorite past-time.
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Post by Darkpidgeot on Aug 2, 2007 23:30:57 GMT -4
"Hm..." Tyreal looked all around. Nothing but an endless sea of sand for as far as he could see, which wasn't really far as the sand storm hindered his vision. "Makes me wonder if anyone's going to find me..." He shrugged, his position was quite noticeable but one could never know...
(Short >.<)
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Post by F e n i on Aug 7, 2007 13:41:22 GMT -4
“Well, this is a fruitless mission. There’s NOTHING to do, and this place is just a giant sea of sand,” Blood Raven commented, golden eyes scanning the surrounding area. “Nothing engrossing, no Innocents, and no trainers to irk. Could this day get any worse?” Perhaps it did. The first pokeball on her belt burst open, the links of metal falling to the sand with a small ‘chink’.
The snake-like pokemon was a deep silver in color, its belly being only a shade lighter. Golden balls rested under its neck and near the tip of its tail. A horn of the same color glittered in the oblique sunlight. Its cerulean eyes held a sense of impending doom for those threatening its trainer, but for others, they were wide and innocent. Another oddity was the black collar blinking around its neck… The aura around it was whimsical and carefree. Any normal trainer would have been haughty about this pokemon, but the dark girl paid it little to no mind outside of battling.
The Elite glared daggers into the dragon. Her anger was bottled for the moment, and so the mystical beast sighed in relief. It technically wasn’t Yoake’s fault… She wasn’t let out of that contraption for a while. “Fine, go make yourself useful,” the agent spat. “Scout the area.” The snake-like creature nodded curtly, speeding toward a nearby cliff. A bluish-silver form met her gaze, and curious as she was, Yoake floated downwards to get a better look. An Absol, huh?
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