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| Topic Started: Mar 6 2008, 09:23 AM (851 Views) | ||||
| Jolt | Mar 6 2008, 09:23 AM Post #1 | |||
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Jolt planted his foot upon the purple-ish ground. The stench of rancid pokemon, carcasses and all things dead lifted into his nose. It made his gag several times before he finally regained control. It had been quite a while since he had made his way into these lands. His previous trip had been filled with wonderous happenings, and he missed the all-around feel to this place. He was home. His destination was south, to the land of Y'orek. Rocket headquarters was based there, and probably still was. He intended sto see what he could do about rejoining, and possibly bring the team back to glory. He wasn't for sure if it had fell from it, but he hadn't heard anything about the group since his absense, so he merely assumed the worst. He had another purpose here, as well. A pokemon to fill out his team was needed. The Blighted Plains was a perfect place to find a vile, wretched pokemon gruesome enough to join him. So... he walked and searched. Meanwhile, Hashmal breathed in that awesome air that she had become accustomed to. Location: Poisoned Grass Destination: Poison Plain 1, Ravine, Y'orek.... Searching for: Spiritomb along the way |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Frac | Mar 7 2008, 07:48 AM Post #2 | |||
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(0.2 :gexp) The land was choked, poisoned, and most probably dead. This was one of the more inhospitable regions of Opaddeka, the polluted air and the general sense of death and decay keeping away most of the happy, fluffy pokémon that infested the healthier grasslands. It was a wonder that anything could survive out here, much less thrive, so it was no surprise that you didn't see much activity. Of course, some pokémon were specifically designed to inhabit this toxic wasteland. For a brief moment, a pair of disembodied eyes appearded from nowhere, and stared at you, then vanished. The same eyes materialised by Hashmal, then again behind you. Then, feeling exceptionally cheeky, it flashed its entire form, a gaseous cloud with a dense, dark centre. Not the Spiritomb you were trying to find, but it was a ghost. For some reason, such pokémon were drawn to this place. Lv. 35 - 70/70
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| Jolt | Mar 7 2008, 08:18 AM Post #3 | |||
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.2 A ghost. The wrong ghost, but a ghost all the same. Normally, Jolt would have released Hashmal into the battle to tear the thing apart But... this Gastly... perhaps it could serve a higher purpose. Instead of battling, maybe this thing could lead him to his goal. 'You there. Lemme talk to you for a second. I am looking for aghost, much like yourself. It is a Spiritomb. have you seen one, or can you point me in the direction of one?' Jolt looked the critter up on the pokedex, and showed it to Gastly, making sure it knew exactly what Jolt was looking for. There was no reason this couldn't go well and end in a fight. Jolt didn't want to battle this Gastly, as he was content to leave it behind if it could point him in the direction of his higher priority. If Gastly doesn't help me.... Location: Poisoned Grass Destination: Poison Plain 1, Ravine, Y'orek.... Searching for: Spiritomb along the way |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Air Sylph | Mar 7 2008, 08:45 AM Post #4 | |||
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.2 The Gastly floated around, his gaseous form enveloping the area, a weird twisted serenity. Images started to flash through Jolt's mind; weird images, disjointed ones. Was it the effect of smelling the Gastly itself? As the gas entered his mind, he could better understand those visions. The Spiritomb, the Gastly seemed to be telling him. It was somewhere in the Dried Riverbed. Corpses. Deaths. Poisonous, toxic waste. Souls of the dead coalescing, entering a little jar. And a name: "Lord Thgin". With a quiet flash, the visions ended. With the gas withdrawing, Gastly hoped Jolt understood what he had shown him. Spiritomb was not a Pokemon to be messed with; in fact, they were powerful beings. Genies of some sort, collected from the energy of the dead. And the Gastly seemed interested in following Jolt to meet this Spiritomb as he hovered around Jolt's head. And somehow, Jolt knew if he attacked the Gastly, all those visions would disappear. |
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| Jolt | Mar 7 2008, 08:51 AM Post #5 | |||
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.3 Dried Riverbed. It was out fo the way, but not by much. Jolt continud to watch intentfully, making sure thats the place he recognized from his previous tenure here. To his surprise, Gastly remained there, seemingly following him around. Jolt didn't care, as long as he didn't get in the way of his task at hand. Y'orek coudl wait... knowing the location of a Spiritomb was a once-in-a-lifetime chance. With Hashmal still perched on his shoulder, Jolt made a slight detour... his new destination was the location of Spiritomb, wherever it was located by the riverbed that was no longer there. Location: Poisoned Grass Destination: Poison Plain 1, Dried Riverbed, Lagoon, Y'orek.... Searching for: Spiritomb along the way |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| llliterateGuy | Mar 7 2008, 03:51 PM Post #6 | |||
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(0.2) All this grass. All a sickly colour. Was it because of any one particular Pokemon? Unlikely, but this next Pokemon was certain to be a major contributing factor. It was difficult not to hold your nose when one of these creatures were walking around. They were just so... rancid in their body odour. A few whiffs could knock the more faint-hearted out. Know what the narration is referring to yet? I'm sure you do. Well one of those things was now standing ahead of Jolt, sniffing at the grass, and conveniently letting out some quantities of dangerously odorous gas. --- Lv 32-Releasing gaaaas- |
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| Jolt | Mar 8 2008, 08:27 AM Post #7 | |||
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.1 Jolt stopped. Stunky was a specimen which he admired. He ha done before, and raised it up right before he vacated the Y'orek position. In a round about way of saying it, he didn't want to fight the skunk. He knew what they were capabe of, and prefferred to not have a long, drawn-out battle on the creatures home turf. Instead, he simply walked around the nasty-smelling pokemon, in an effort to show no offensive tendencies. He was just passing through on his way elsewhere, and meant the skunk no harm. If Gastly doesn't help me.... Location: Poisoned Grass Destination: Poison Plain 1, Ravine, Y'orek.... Searching for: Spiritomb along the way |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Air Sylph | Mar 8 2008, 08:43 AM Post #8 | |||
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0.1 ![]() Without much trouble, Jolt managed to reach the Poison Plain 1, where the air was not very much clearer; or maybe even worse. The toxic fumes were becoming more and more acrid, burning all the noses of anyone who didn't belong. The natives though revelled in this atmosphere; and they grew stronger and stronger. One of them was now staring at the intruder, the one who entered the Blighted Plains to seek out his lord, Lord Thgin. He had to warn him, warn him to disappear and get lost from the Dried Riverbed. The spy leapt away in secrecy, making little noise as he left. Did Jolt notice? LV30 60/60
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| Jolt | Mar 8 2008, 08:50 AM Post #9 | |||
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.2 Joltwas finally making progress. However, the pitter patter of tiny feet broke his concentration. It was the movement of a pokemon, no doubt. This one was a Croagunk... an odd pokemon, being both a poison type and a fighting type. The mixture made for sur awesome possibilities, but awful weaknesses. Normally Jolt owuld have let it go. he had things to do. But... this thing... it was headed in the same direction as he was, and it looked a bit frantic. Something about it just wasn't right. Hashmal chirped, and Jolt nodded, giving it the okay to do what she did best. Removing herself form her perch, she took to the skies, hunting down the toad. ![]() ![]() level 37 54/74 ~Confuse Ray + Wing Attack~ vs ![]() ![]() level 30 60/60 *fleeing* |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Air Sylph | Mar 8 2008, 09:35 AM Post #10 | |||
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0.2 ![]() With a swoop of her wings, Hashmal chased down the little toad that tried to tell its master what this trainer was about to do. The Gastly, that darn Gastly. Why did he have to betray them? Croagunk didn't know; Croagunk didn't bother to know. Lord Thgin wouldn't be happy once he knew. And he would reward him. He'd reward little Croagunk, and maybe then he won't be the useless fool everyone calls him. And then the toad felt a large hit on the side of his head. Rolling over to his side, he felt only pain, then blissful ignorance. Not knowing anything was great. Confusion was great. And he just stood there, not knowing what to do, where to go; and not caring. That was the best feeling of his life. ![]() Level 37 74/74VS ![]() Level 30 30/60
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| Jolt | Mar 8 2008, 09:45 AM Post #11 | |||
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.1 Croagunk had surprisingly survived Crobats assault. Jolt hadn't expected it, but it did nonetheless. 'Again.' Jolt calmly commanded. Hashmal was quick to turn, and swoop in once again for the kill. Jolt could only think about Spiritomb, and this Gastly floating aorund like a maniac. It had betrayed the pokemon of the Blighted Plians, and now was leading Jolt to the target. Why? He didn't care why. But, he did have a feeling that something bad was going to happen, liek he was being led into a trap or something. If this ghost was gonna turn his back and atatck Jolt and his pokemon, god help that little bastard... ![]() ![]() level 37 74/74 ~Wing Attack~ vs ![]() gender ? level 30 30/60 *confused* |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Frac | Mar 9 2008, 07:38 AM Post #12 | |||
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(0.2 :gexp) Consider the situation, ladies and gentlemen. On one side, we have a wild Croagunk, already beaten up considerably. It sported a vulnerability to critters that flew, especially fast ones. On the other, we have a trained Crobat. It flies, has a huge speed advantage, and is resistant to the Croagunk's only other means of attack, namely, poison. Basically Hashmal represents the worst possible matchup for the venomous frog creature. What happened next, dear viewers, was the very definition of the word, "mismatch". Hashmal zipped in with wings outstretched, and smacked up the frog something fierce. It was hit so hard that it wouldn't get up again for several hours. So yeah. Carry on. Hashmal gains 0.8 :exp. |
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| Jolt | Mar 9 2008, 11:22 AM Post #13 | |||
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Haha .4 Croagunk had been weighed, measured, and sevred accordingly to the situation at hand. It was no match for Crobat, and hashmal knew it, and had taken advantage over the "battle." Jolt didn't waste time. he recognized the Dried Riverbed from the visions given to him by Gastly.If he remembered correctly, he was almost upon the place. The thought of encountering and catching such a pokemon sent chills up his spine. If he coudl pull it off, his team would be much more versatile than before, as well as much more powerful. Thats what he kept telling himself as he walked toward his goal. Location: Poison Plain 1 Destination: Dried Riverbed, Lagoon, Y'orek Searching for: Spiritomb along the way |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Shadowheart | Mar 11 2008, 08:24 AM Post #14 | |||
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0.2 The barren plains, laced deep to the core by man's poison and neglect, didn't look to hold anything that seemed promising. Nothing but the hardiest plants survived in such an environment, and who's to say that those themselves don't have their fair share of toxins that would steal the life of anything else unfortunate to wander there? The gravel shifted and crackled under your feet, the dusty edge of a crevice in the earth could be seen from a distance. Not a speck of liquid was to be seen, and yet it ran across the plains like the shadow of a once beautiful stream that supplied the entire area with life-giving nourishment, now nothing more than a dusty riverbed. So here began your search for that elusive creature. Good luck with that. May the Murkkrows haunting melody keep you company. Lv 30 Reached: Dried riverbed |
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| Jolt | Mar 11 2008, 08:32 AM Post #15 | |||
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.2 The Riverbed he was after was reached. Murkrow had a deathly crow, however, and it was quite eerie. It was a time that he was not frightened, but annoyed by the bird. Still, he dared not get distracted by a fight that he wanted no part of. His goal was to find Spiritomb... the ghost that was as elusive as it was deadly. He wa sunsure if the Gastly was still hoveing around. To be honest, he didn't care. It had led him to this place, and this place he would stay until the ghost was his. Location: Dried Riverbed Destination: None, searching for Spiritomb |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Frac | Mar 12 2008, 07:38 AM Post #16 | |||
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MEGA-RAYQUAZA
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(0.1 :gexp) The riverbed was eerily quiet, even for this place. It was as if death itself resided here, among the choked valley and poisonous air. If ghosts hung out anywhere, this would surely be the place. Just then, a hazy shimmer caught your eye, near a fissure in the riverbed. It was that traiterous Gastly from before, talking to another floating spirit creature, apperently unmoving from the fissure. Its ghoulish features could only mean one thing. This was the fabled Lord Thgin, ruler of the dead, overseer of the spirits in this place, maker of widows, and many other titles designed to boost its reputation. The Gastly suddenly whipped around, sensing your presence. It was too late - you were already here. The smaller ghost vanished, then reappeared in front of you, blocking your path. It had a duty to protect its master from any intruders to its home. Behind it, Lord Thgin merely sat back, and watched. Its servant should provide quite the challenge, so there was no need for it to get involved. Lv. 35 - 70/70 ![]() *Must defeat before encountering Lord Thgin* "Lord Thgin" Lv. 37 - 74/74 ![]() *Sending lackeys to do his dirty work for him* |
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| Jolt | Mar 12 2008, 07:50 AM Post #17 | |||
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.3 Finally, Jolt laid eye son the pokemon of the hunt. He stepped forward, only to be cut off by Gastly... the same one that had brought him here. The thing had turned its back on him, probablyto show off in front of its "master." Jolt refused to be used as a martyr. This Gastly had used him for its own purposes. For that, it would cease to be. Spiritomb would be next in line. Jolt released Aloid, the Pupitar. Its solid defenses should be enough to hold off even the worst of attacks from the ghost. It had been quite some time since Jolt had seen his pokemon. Upon releasing him, the shelled pokemon began to shake violently. Jolt didn't know the cause, but soon he would welcome it, as the shell cracked, and a new pokemon began to emerge. Boy... this ghost would regret leading him here. After moments of evolution, Tyranitar stood staunch, eyeing the Gastly and Spiritomb. All he needed was the word from Jolt, and he would make sure they would no longer stand in his masters way. Soon after, a storm of sand littered the riverbed, bringing about a new element that Jolt was sure the ghosts were not familiar with. 'Finally, Aloid. Your potential has been reached. You stayed the course, and now, you are one of the most feared pokemon in existence. Show me what you can do by eliminating that Gastly. Use your Screech and Crunch combination.' The deed, as we say, was done. ![]() ![]() level 57 114/114 -Sand Stream- ~Screech + Crunch~ vs ![]() ![]() level 35 70/70 *stupid* Lord Thgin ![]() ![]() level 37 74/74 |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Frac | Mar 12 2008, 08:34 AM Post #18 | |||
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(0.3 :gexp) When the Gastly saw Aloid evolve right in front of it, its eyes widened. As a species, they weren't particularly brave. For that matter, neither was the average lackey. As a result, the Gastly freaked out. In a desperate attempt to do something to the Tyranitar, it snuck in under cover of sand for a Sucker Punch. However, the attack merely bounced off Aloid's rocky hide. The Tyranitar let out a fierce screech, lowering what pitiful resistances the Gastly had, then grabbed the ghostly form and bit down. Hard. The Gastly was promptly dropped to the floor, and it didn't get up. "Aloid" Lv. 57 - 109/114 ![]() *Gains 0.6 :exp* Lord Thgin was, to put it mildly, impressed and not a little afraid of Aloid's show of strength. For decades he had existed here, tended to by his followers. But lately, his followers had waned in number, and that Gastly was his best remaining servant. And it had just been swatted like a bug. Through the streaming sandstorm, it recognised Aloid as the more powerful of the three figures in sight. Though it still took orders from this human... the Spiritomb's voice echoed out to Aloid, giving one last speech of defiance. "Why do you come here? You intrude into my kingdom, brush aside my strongest guards, and here you stand before me now. Did you come to end me, to finish my existence? Or perhaps your human is here to enslave me? I would rather not exist than be a slave, nothing more than a tool for another's amusement. Attack me if you must, but heed my warning: You may be strong, and you may have power, but I shall defend my livelihood to my last. For I am the great Lord Thgin, ruler of the dead!" As a warning of what was to come if he was attacked, Lord Thgin conjured up a spiritual nail, ready to ram it into his own body to put a terrible curse on Aloid. "Lord Thgin" Lv. 37 - 70/74 ![]() *readied a Curse, will hit first if attacked next turn* ~Sandstorm~ |
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| Jolt | Mar 12 2008, 08:54 AM Post #19 | |||
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.4 Jolt laughed when he saw Gastly's attempt to defend itself. In an instant, the ghost was down. If he had his way, Spiritomb woudl soon see the power that he held in his hand. Aloid saw another threat, however... one that Jolt didn't notice. The speech of the ghost had not wavered the beast in its task to aid in the capture of the Spiritomb. Rather, he felt the need to explain exactly why he chose to fight along side this human. 'What you say is correct. I could easily defeat my master and live as a king in the wild. But, I owe him much. He protected me when I couldn't defend myself. He aided me when I was shelled and couldn't move. Now, as a reward for his deeds to help me attain my power, I now aid him. If it wasn't for him, i would still be a young Larvitar. Would you threaten me then? Or simply use your ghost abilities to envelope me in darkness? I think the latter.' Meanwhile, Jolt begun to think as how to approach the battle. He didn't want to knock out the ghost... that would get him nowhere. Then again, he didn't want a long, drawn-put fight. 'I know you are a king in your own right, but so is my master. He is assembling the most powerful pokemon he can find. Naturally, he must think highly of your kind to venture here to this horrid place just for you. As far as your curse, it matters not to me. My master is equipped with healing potions if I become too unhealthy. What do you have to help you? Everyone needs help, even someone as powerful as yourself. I am here to do the bidding of the human who helped me get to where I am today. You won't stop me.' 'Aloid, try a coule Screech attacks, then stand back to see what the ghost does.' Jolt readied an Ultra Ball in case the sandstorm damaged the ghost more than expected from the lowered defense. 'Fighting now is futile. My master is much like you. Independent to a flaw, only calling on help when he thinks a situation warrants it. The two of you would make a great team. If you join peacefully, I will hold off on attacking you. Power and protection await if you do. if you don't... then I'll bury you. Pure and simple.' ![]() ![]() level 57 109/114 ~A few Screeches if the ghost doesn't join willingly~ vs ![]() ![]() level 37 70/74 ~Curse is ready?~ --Sandstorm-- |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | ||||
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| Frac | Mar 13 2008, 05:55 AM Post #20 | |||
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(0.3 :gexp) Lord Thgin was taken aback by Aloid's response. Was he saying that this human protected him? If he was speaking the truth, then perhaps the human was not a slaver, like so many others he had seen. Certainly, this beast before him didn't look like he was being held against his will. It reminded the ghost of how he had protected the ghost pokémon here, shielding them from outsiders, and in return, they served him and did his bidding. Was what he was doing really that different from what this human did? He let out a heavy sigh, and spoke again to Aloid, this time in a much less threatening tone. "I can identify with your situation, having offered protection to many ghosts myself. But they invariably move on, leaving me stuck here, ruler of a dead kingdom. Perhaps the time has come for me to move on as well. After all, you are presenting me with little choice in the matter." The curse that Lord Thgin had readied vanished back into nothingness. His will to resist capture was surpassed by his own sense of self-preservation, despite what he had said before. "Very well. Tell your master that I will go with him. But know that I am no-one's slave, or lackey. He cannot expect me to fight on command until I am convinced that he is worth serving. You say he can give power - let him show me that power, and I may aid him." It seemed that the situation had been resolved peacefully, and the Spiritomb would go with you, but you would still have to earn his trust. "Lord Thgin" Lv. 37 - 70/74 ![]() *obtained, has 2 :anger* (Lord Thgin is intruiged by the promise of power, and is more likely to gain if he watches your other pokémon fight.)
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| Jolt | Mar 13 2008, 07:27 AM Post #21 | |||
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.3 Tyranitar didn't unleash its attacks. This perplexed Jolt, because it had been quite a while since Aloid disobeyed an order. At first, Jolt was infuriated, but then he saw the attack that the ghost had readied seemingly vanished. Aloid had worked wonders, and had talked the Spiritomb into a peaceful surrender. Aloid... power and diplomacy... that, or the ghost was scared shitless to fight him. Either way, Jolt would take it. He returned Aloid so the Sandstorm woudl subside, and turned his attention to Lord Thgin. 'You are very wise. Let me introduce myself. I am Jolt, and I am assembling the most powerful pokemon I can muster. You, my friend, were the last piece of the puzzle. My team is completed. For that, I thank you.' Jolt began walking south, motioning for the ghost to hover next to him. 'Normally, a human names a pokemon when they become his... a way of individualizing it, making it unique, and also branding the pokemon as their own. I won't do that to you; you already have a reputation. You will keep your name of Lord Thgin, if you so wish it. I can only promise you two things... power and protection. Soon, you won't nee dmy help, but until that time comes, you'll have it anyways.' Whilst walking, Jolt began to eyeball for pokemon, to properly prove his words to his newest pokemon. Location: Dried Riverbed Destination: Lagoon, Y'orek |
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| Frac | Mar 14 2008, 08:29 AM Post #22 | |||
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(0.3 :gexp) The Spiritomb merely drifted next to you wordlessly, although your act of recognition did not go unnoticed. His name was important to him, it was part of his carefully crafted identity. For being able to keep it, he was grateful. That said, the ghost wanted to see your power. He already knew of Aloid's fighting skill, and he could take a reasonable guess as to that Crobat of yours. But what of the other pokémon on your roster, if indeed you had any? How would your tutelage help them in this inhospitable wasteland? Those questions would soon be able to be answered, as you came across a stagnant, poisoned pond. You'd have thought that nothing would come here to drink, yet there was a Koffing, floating down to the water's edge to take in the "refreshing" liquid. The pokémon here really were hardy creatures, built to survive in an environment that would kill just about anything else. Reached: Lagoon Lv. 36 - 72/72
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| Jolt | Mar 14 2008, 08:42 AM Post #23 | |||
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.3 Jolt walked on with Spiritomb not too far behind. Soon the two reached the pond of poisonous liquid. Just beyond laid Y'orek... he was almost there. Then again, there was a problem. A Koffing had emerged in the path to the village. Theyw ere a common sight in the poisonous lands of the south, living off of the land like no other pokemon could. Koffing were tricky pokemon that had to be dealt with quite carefully. Aloid would be more than a match for this poison type. But, Lord Thgin was already well aware of Tyranitars power. Sending it to battle woud likely prove nothing. Hashmal was ready and raring to go... but two poison types battlign one another would take time. This, Jolt didn't want to do, especially since he was so close to Y'orek. He had a Horsea, but it was much too young to do much of any sort of battling against the pokemon of this general area of the land. There was always Machoke... he loved agood fight. But, against a poison type, even Champ would have a difficult time. Then, there was Brandi, the Granbull. She was well-versed in battle, knowing all sorts of physical, beat'em-up attacks. But, much like Horsea, she was much too young to handle anything like this Koffing. If only Spiritomb would do battle, the battle would end quite quickly. The ghost had a sound advantage over the poison type. But... battling wasn't in the cards for Lord Thgin, at least not yet. In short, it was best to avoid this pokemon, and make way to Y'orek to beef up his team. Of course, he made an excuse to the ghost to make it seem like he wasn't a chickenshit. 'It's best if we head straight to Y'orek. You have minimal wounds that need healing, as do my other pokemon. We will return to this place and I'll show you what I can offer you.' He said calmly, like this Koffing was nothing to him, as he made his way to the village of nastiness. Location: Lagoon Destination: Y'orek |
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| Frac | Mar 15 2008, 07:59 AM Post #24 | |||
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(0.3 :gexp) Lord Thgin accepted your excuse, albeit reluctantly. He had only been slightly scratched by the sandstorm, but he could tolerate the aid. Nothing much to add here. Hashmal kept watch as you walked, and safely shepherded you to the town, the source of this foul pollution. Reached: Y'orek |
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| Jolt | Mar 15 2008, 08:04 AM Post #25 | |||
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| Jolt | Mar 16 2008, 11:39 AM Post #26 | |||
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The deed had been done in Y'orek. He revisited the place to buy things, and had stolen them instead. He had no money, now he did. The overall goal was accomplished. Hashmal had perched herself upon his shoulder, just as she had done when she was a Zubat. Jolt never tired of the position she took... in fact, now that she was a Crobat, it was rather reassuring. Lord Thgin, the rogue ghost of the Blighted Plains was also following along, floating cautiously behind Jolt. The ghost didn't see him as his trainer yet... a show of power was still needed. Spiritomb was stubborn... Aloid was the most powerful pokemon he had, and it still wasn't happy. Hashmal was powerful as well, but surely the ghost could see her. Jolt could only assume that battling would be necessary. This would be good, seeing as he was heade north once again. He would stop off in Bloodaisy before going to Cryzanthum. He wanted to explore the ruinleands there... see what he could find in the rubble. Aloid could dig out whatever was hidden underneath, surely. 'Lord Thgin, I have something for you. I have carried it a long time. A spoon... meant to power up psychic attacks. I am sure you'll be able to make use of it.' After pinning the spoon on the ghost. This, of course, was meant as a bribe, whether the ghost knew it or not. Spiritomb woudl be able to help Jolt more with this spoon... simple as that. Location: Poison Plain 2 Destination: Dry Wasteland 1, Dry Land 1 in the Dustlands |
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| Frac | Mar 17 2008, 08:09 AM Post #27 | |||
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(0.3 :gexp) Lord Thgin accepted the trinket wordlessly. So this spoon would make his psychic attacks stronger? He must have meant Dream Eater, for that was the only attack that he possessed of a truly psychic nature. Still, the gesture was well-received, though he reserved his full judgement for what your other pokémon could do. A chance to prove your worth to the ghost lord came soon enough. Drifting over the murky plains was a balloon thing. The Spiritomb recognised it as one of his former followers who had left the kingdom in recent years. He scowled at the deserter as it came into range, and when the balloon pokémon saw him, it stopped, and suddenly became quite nervous. Lv. 42 - 84/84 ![]() *deserter of the Kingdom of the Dead* |
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| Jolt | Mar 17 2008, 08:18 AM Post #28 | |||
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.2 Jolt spotted the balloon by looking at Spiritomb. Following the ghosts eyes, he soon saw the foe. Perfect. An opportunity to show Lord Thgin his Granbull. He quickly released the bulldog without hesitation... but failed to issue an attack. Why? He noticed something between the two ghosts. The two knew one another, and the looks that were exhibited were those of betrayal and fright. Another candle on the cake, as far as Jolt was concerned. He would prove himself to Lord Thgin by defeating his former friend. 'Brandi, lock your sights on that balloon. First use Tail Whip, than go for it with a Crunch. When you bite down, don't let it go, keep it clinched in your teeth.' Jolt had a plan to deliver the Drifloon to the feet of Spiritomb. Well... where feet would be if it had any. ![]() ![]() level 39 78/78 -Intimidate- ~Tail Whip + Crunch~ vs ![]() ![]() level 42 84/84 *deserter of the Kingdom of the Dead* |
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| Frac | Mar 17 2008, 08:51 AM Post #29 | |||
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(0.2 :gexp) Brandi did as she was asked, leaping in and whipping her tail around to catch the Drifloon off-guard. The balloon took one look at those horrific fangs, and panicked. It wasn't built to survive such jaws, so it did what it could, exacting some pre-emptive Payback. Its superior speed allowed the attack to hit first, but since there was as of yet nothing for which to pay back, there wasn't much effect. Then those jaws hit, and held on. It turns out that these things are just full of hot air. The Drifloon went down as if it were a paper bag, but not before its built-in vengeance ability kicked in. For defeating the Drifloon, Brandi's reward was 1.1 and a slight queasy feeling as she felt the Aftermath.Lord Thgin looked on, impressed. Even though he no longer ruled this kingdom, he was pleased that this traitor had gotten what it deserved. Brandi's power, too, was noteworthy. For a fleshling, she handled her jaws quite admirably. It was enough to edge his opinion of you slightly higher. Lord Thgin gains 1 now that he knows that you have more than one strong pokémon with you. "Brandi" Lv. 39 - 52/78 ![]() ~Tail Whip, Crunch~ Vs. Lv. 42 - 0/84 ![]() Ability: Aftermath ~Payback~ |
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| Jolt | Mar 17 2008, 08:57 AM Post #30 | |||
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.3 Jolt returned his victorious pokemon and immediately turned to SPiritomb. He was pleased that the ghost looked to be enjoying itself. It had just watched its own former friend go down without much of a hitch. Having such weak friends and underlings... you have to think about the ruler, and what kind of judge of character he is. Jolt kept quiet. Best not to bring up the ghosts poor judge in character, especially when it was warming up to him. So, he continued walking, making sure Lord Thgin was following. The only pokemon besides Granbull that the ghost hadn't seen yet was Machoke. In this land, it would be hard-pressed to find a suitable opponent for the fighting type. Possibly when the team reached the Dustlands, then a foe would appear. Until then, Jolt would rely on Brandi to do the bulk of the work here in the Blighted Plains. Who knows... elemental jaws may just sway the ghosts opinions of the trainer that used them. Location: Poison Plain 2 Destination: Dry Wasteland 1, Dry Land 1 in the Dustlands |
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| Frac | Mar 19 2008, 07:56 AM Post #31 | |||
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(0.2 :gexp) That was another key feature in the poison plains - there were no trees, and so not many hiding places for wild pokémon. Not that the typical resident here would be the sort to hide, but it meant you had excellent visibility. Because you could see and presumably avoid any unnecessary confrontations, you soon hit a new landmark. The ground underfoot was no longer a bright toxic purple, but more of a muted grey-violet. Still not entirely healthy, but it was a sign that you were getting somewhere that was. Reached: Dry Wasteland 1 Now that you were sufficiently far from Y'orek, the odd grass pokémon started to appear. Well, grass-poison hybrids to be accurate, but still grass pokémon. A Roselia was flaked out on the hard ground, doing a spot of sunbathing while it had the chance. The ability to photosynthesise was very useful in a place where food was scarce. Lv. 43 - 86/86
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| Jolt | Mar 19 2008, 08:10 AM Post #32 | |||
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.2 Jolt made a complete stop, causing Lord Thgin to accidentally bump into his back. The ghost peered around to see what the hold-up was, and spotted the Roselia. Jolt, of couerse, had saw it longer before, hence the halt in the advance. He stopped because he was unsure of what to do. He disliked grass pokemon in general, but Roselia and its evolution, Roserade, were quite handy and helpful. They had techniques that could not only hinder opponents, but also aid its allies. They were tricky pokemon, that was for sure. The only thing that helped him make up his mind was the peering ghost. It needed to observe Jolts power to respect him as a trainer. Capturing this pokemon would not aid in thet venture, so Jolt was forced to do what he does, and pound the grass type like he had done countless other wild pokemon. He motionded for Hashmal to take to the skies for battle. She eagerly flew from her perch on his shoulder, and began circling the Roselia like a vulture just before it dives in for its meal. Jolt didn't have to instruct Crobat on exactly how to handle the situation. It was a veterna battler and hunter now, and she knew a thing or two about how to battle. ![]() ![]() level 40 80/80 ~Confuse Ray + Wing Attack~ vs ![]() ![]() level 43 86/86 |
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| Frac | Mar 19 2008, 08:30 AM Post #33 | |||
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(0.3 :gexp) Indeed. Hashmal was used to fighting, and she was stealthy to boot. And fast. In fact, she had swooped in and set off a Confuse Ray before the Roselia could even react. The grass-type had just enough time to notice all the pretty petterns in the sky being all swirly and suchlike before the Crobat executed the second part of her attack plan. It was a vicious slice with an outstretched wing, and Roselia really felt it. Ouch, right in the stamen. On another occasion, on another day, it may have fought back, but not today. No point in trying to attack a flying pokémon and just getting beaten up more, so the Roselia came to the conclusion that it was best if it just lay down again. Maybe it would get a nice tan while it was unconscious. Hashmal gains 1.1 :exp. |
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| Jolt | Mar 19 2008, 08:39 AM Post #34 | |||
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xD Right in the stamen .3 Jolt smiled at the sight before him. Hashmal had handled the situation rather quickly. He expected the battle to be one-sided, but not to be over before it even begun. But, then again, quickness was always a plus as a pokemon trainer. She flew back to Jolts shoulder, and stuck her hea dout, awaiting her usual congratulatory chin scratch. Jolt oblidged as he continued walking. Hopefully, the conenction between Jolt and Crobat would be seen by Lord Thgin, giving the ghost a reason to trust in him as a trainer. 'You see, Lord Thgin... when I get a pokemon I believe in, I don't stop training until they have reached their peak. Hashmal here is a Crobat, but she still has much to accomplish. Hell, even if she didn't, I would still keep her around. I trust her, and she trusts me.' Spiritomb occasionally glanced up at the two. Naturally, that kind of pokemon wanted that same kind of relationship. It is a ghost, and ghosts aren't exactly loved by the people. Well... neither are bats, for that matter. Bah! Location: Dry Wasteland 1 Destination: Dry Land 1 in the Dustlands |
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| Frac | Mar 20 2008, 08:11 AM Post #35 | |||
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(0.2 :gexp) The Spiritomb nodded. It was evident that the Crobat was more than just a pet, after all. He had seen the battle, and was suitably impressed. Your little speech was a nice touch as well, and the combined effects of the two gave the ghost 1 :happiness. Lord Thgin was nearly ready to fight alongside you - he just needed that last bit of persuasion. He figured out that you must have one more pokémon that he hadn't seen. If that last pokémon was as strong and trained as the others had been, then he would commit. Meanwhile, this place was dead. Literally. There was the odd wandering pokémon, but they took one look at your pokémon posse and skirted round you at a safe distance. There was nothing of interest until the ground changed colour again. Once it reached a yellow-grey shade, Lord Thgin knew that he was no longer in the poison plains that had been his home for so long. He just hoped that he had made the right decision to follow you. Reached: Dry Land 1 (Dustlands) |
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| Jolt | Mar 20 2008, 08:15 AM Post #36 | |||
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