View Full Version : Pokémon Community Horror, Volume I: Rise of The Reaper

Grey Fox
December 1st, 2005, 10:17 PM
Plot: The Pokémon community is actually a real city, one which you live in, work in, and preserve.
This community is in danger.
A great and evil peril lies everywhere, you must find it, you must defeat it, you must uncover a murderer before it's too late.
Of course, they won't make it easy, they will strike in secret, conspire with your allies, and build up a formidable force.
Will you save the city from anarchy, stop the destruction?
Or will you fall to the evil that lurks within?
Only time will tell.

1. I will pick the murderer before the RP begins, my decision will be based upon your character, and your RP Sample.

2. If you know, or think you know, who the murderer is, PM me, if you are wrong, you are the next victom, if you are right, you are the hero, the winner, and the future of subsequent PCH RPs.

3. No powerplaying.

4. No Godmodding.

5. Only kill if you have my permission.

6. Share the story with everyone.

7. Don't ask to be the murderer, I will decide myself.

Sign up form:
Name: (Your Screen Name, or something similar)
Species: (anything you want.)
Proffesion: (Something to do with your role in the forum, IE: Mods=Law enforcement.)
Powers: (If any.)
Weapons: (If any.)
Fighting style:
RP Sample: Mandatory, it's only 4 lines, folks.

My char:
Name: Grey Fox
Age: 21
Appearance: http://www.freewebs.com/allaboutfinalfantasy8/Squall%20is%20Bleeding.jpg
Species: Human, or at least near-human humanoid.
Personality: Quite, preserved, well-manered but relatively unknown, and noticeably unremarkable.
Proffesion: Known Outlaw, Mercenary with a heart.
Powers: Only that he is blessed with amazing endurance, such as taking bullets, or getting hit by trucks. It is speculated that he has gained these through Chi.
Weapons: Only his Gunblade, but he prefers hand to hand.
Fighting style: American Kenpo Karate with SeeD Gunblade elements.
History: Grey Fox's origins are unknown, all that is known is that he has the ability and skill to take down almost anything.
He is a mercenary, which is an outlawed practice in Pokémon Community, so he is often hunted by the Mods, and forced to fight.
However, he refuses to use lethal force against the government.

My RP Sample: Is unneccesary, because I'm the one deciding who's to be the murderer.

Grey Fox
December 4th, 2005, 4:41 PM
Hey, is there a reason nobody likes this RP? 20 views to 0 replies? C'mon, suggestions people?

December 4th, 2005, 5:02 PM
I'll join this. I will edit this post with my profile when I have it written. ^_^

Name: Alana
Age: 14
Appearance: http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d46/BlueWind2K/girls69.jpg (She has a quiver on her back and a sheath at her waste. She won't always be wearing the cloak and may change outfits later.)
Species: Elf
Personality: To be revealed. (If this is not allowed I will edit it.)
Proffesion: Writer, warrior, archer, and artist.
Powers: Can control the wind and weather and can summon the little critter on her shoulder.
Weapons: Bow and arrow and a blue bladed sword.
Fighting style: Speed and stategy
History: Later
RP Sample: The dark forest was eerily silent as Okita walked along the well known path. The light of the setting sun drifted through the trees and cast strange shadows across the ground. But Okita wasn't worried. She had traveled this path many times before.

The last rays of sun vanished and the mystical glow of the bright moon appeared. But even so Okita didn’t stop. She had to get home soon. But, as she continued on, a cold chill crept down her spine. She looked around casually and quickened her pace. Anything could be hiding in the dense thicket of trees on either side of her. Her hand moved to the hilt of her sword and her gold eyes darted here and there.

All at once she heard a low moaning sound. Okita stopped, every sense on alert. The sound came again but louder. Goosebumps crept up her arms as she turned. Though she couldn't see anything, she knew that something was standing on the path a few feet from her. Her sharp eyes scanned the darkness trying to catch sight of what was there. But it was too dark. The minutes slipped by. Okita's hand never left the hilt of her sword.

Then without warning the creature bolted. Okita only had enough time to draw her sword before the creature was upon her. A razor sharp claw as long as a dagger ripped through the air. The sound of metal hitting metal rang through the night as Okita swung her sword to block. The creature leapt backward then attacked again. It swiped with its murderous claw again and again and each time Okita blocked and countered with her sword.

The ferocity of the battle continued until both Okita and the creature were exhausted. The creature leapt backwards into a pool of moonlight. Okita's eyes widened as she saw what it was who had attacked her. Her sword fell to the ground with a clang and she stepped backwards in horror. "Senora?" She whispered in a shaky voice. (Sorry if it was only supposed to be four lines. This is just what I use as my RP sample most of the time.)

I may edit this later.

December 4th, 2005, 5:28 PM
Name: GodofPH
Age: 14
Appearance: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/GodofPH/bff356f2.bmp
Species: Assumed to be human, we're not quite sure
Personality: Bipolar. Sometimes a Joker that can get hot-headed and flamboyant, other times a depressed scholar type
Proffesion: Serial Arsonist
Powers: Pyrokinesis, flameproof
Weapons: Titanium Alloy Baseball bat
Fighting style: Idiotic Arsonist
History: He initially arrived in Pokecommunity in the summer of 2005 while fleeing from Green Peace for setting fire to a Panda in the San Diego zoo. PH has made it his duty to set the whole community up in flames and obtain Soul Edge in order to strike down the god of fire and take his place as the Divine Ruler of flames.
RP Sample: Do I really need one Fox?

December 4th, 2005, 5:35 PM
Name: Wolf Goddess

Age: 13

Appearance: A girl with long orange hair with large, black wolf ears sticking out of her head and a black wolf tail sticking out of her...bottom.

Her wolf form looks rather like a large wolf. It is pure black with orange paws and an orange area across her right eye and ear. The wolf has deep blue eyes, but they are not icey cold, but rather warm to look at if she's in a friendly mood.

Species: ...Wolf/Human

Personality: A hotheaded girl with quite the temper on her hands. She speaks her mind and can get quite agitated really quickly. But secretly, she has a real sweet heart and can be nice as well. Just try not to get on her bad side, and you'll be perfectly fine.

Proffesion: Goddess. At least, she believes she is one...-winks-

Powers: Can talk to animals and change into a wolf when wanted. Be careful, however, when she grows weak there's a chance her wolf self would take over her mind and she transforms without warning. She also won't act the same way in this form as she usually would.

Weapons: None

Fighting style: Martial Arts, biting...anything physical. She has no time for stragedy.

History: She came here willing to get away from the real world, which critisized her thoughts and appearance. Many do not know how she got like this, being a Human/wolf, but many say it was something that happened after she recieved a bite from a werewolf and it backfired, making it so she can turn on cue int a wolf. She gave herself the title of "Wolf Goddess" in fun, just because she found nothing else to do with herself. Now, however, she truly believes she is a Goddess.

RP Sample: A large, black wolf wandered the streets late that night. It was no normal wolf, all could tell that. For no true wolf had those wide, blue eyes that this one had. Nor could one possess the intelligence of a human that shown through thoe crystal optics, almost making you believe it was human. The she-wolf was in fact a human, but she had no specific name to give rather than Wolf Goddess. 'Wolf Goddess?' Many would chuckle as she gave her name, 'I didn't know a goddess could be a mere girl.'

Of course, those comments would agitate the girl, but what she did to them...well, we could just say she's a real bomb when agitated. Anyway, now the wolf came to a large pile of clothing, strange for clothing just to be lying in the street in the middle of the night. But now, one oculd see why. When the wolf transformed back into its human form, the young teen hurried to put her clothes on. Wolf was out on one of her "nightly walks," just enjoying the quiet in the streets before daybreak. A man opening his window, hissed at her.

"Hey girl, you shouldn't be out on the streets at such a time, there's great danger, you know," he snaps, closing the window suddenly.

Puzzled, the girl put on her socks.

Let's Fighting Love
December 4th, 2005, 5:39 PM
Age:13 (I'm only acouple days away from being 13)
Personality:Sort of stupid and very strange, but when you get to the point very strategic in battle.
Profession:RPing and thinking up strategies
Powers:The ability to come up with good ideas fast.
Weapons:Blaster Riflehttp://uniquecanes.com/new/images/starwars/stormtrooper/SterlingBlaster3.jpg
Fighting Style:Accurate and strategic
History:Was in clone wars but fell into a alternate dimension when his ship crashed right into a black hole. He was very well known as the greatest clone strategist ever.
Rp Sample:
I was on patrol in the ever so silent night. Everyone else was asleep. I never knew it, but a droid followed me. I then heard a slight whirring sound. I turned around blasted the droid. About twenty more stood up. I yelled "AMBUSH!" at the top of my lungs. The droids were about to open fire. I jumped behind a rock and barely avoided the shots. I looked over the rock and fired acouple shots and they all hit as usual. I then got behind the rock again. Finally the reinforcements came. The clones charged right into the army of droids. A droid tank came out of the trees crushing everything in its path. I ran towards the tank and, I jumped on. Afterwards I pried open the top hatch and threw a grenade in and quickly jumped off. After the tank blew up the droids retreated, meaning another victory for the Republic.

Grey Fox
December 4th, 2005, 6:46 PM
Wow.. That's not the reaction I expected... Um.. Thanks!
Okie dokie, let's see...

Alana: Nice profile, took me a few tries to open your pic, but it's cool too.
The RP Sample is great, I hope you can bring that level of writing to this RP! As your proffesion, I would suggest you take either writer or artist, either way you are good to go!

PH: Heh, few changes to your normal character since we've RPed last, eh? I assume your RPing has only improved so your sample will not be neccessary. I do ask that your take a supporting role in this one only because you are a comedic character and this is a serious RP, however, if you feel that your character has enough depth to become a serious char... That'd be cool too, but you are accepted as well.

Wolf Godess: Yes, I have seen you RP, and while I would like a sample for this specific character, it is not neccessary. I like your fighting style, and am looking forewards to any martial arts that you can bring to this RP! Accepted, as you likely expected to be.

Clone Trooper: Good profile, however, I would ask that when using images you limit the size if at all possible (and if not, please provide links.)
I think your character choice is a good one, however, be extremely careful not to godmod, as I can see some hints of that within your sample, and though it does work for an introduction to your character, I'd like to create real struggles within this RP, so try to keep your character's psyche in mind as well as his actions. Of course, you are also accepted.

Now, just a few more people to sign up, then I assign the role of the murderer... MWUHAHAHAHA!

December 5th, 2005, 5:52 AM
((Hmm, I'm still going to edit. I like changing things around and all...^.^ And I LOVE RP samples, so I may do that too!))

Dark Magician ruler
December 5th, 2005, 9:26 AM
Sign up form:
Name: Dark Magician ruler ( DMR for short)
Age:19 sense I'll be turning 19 in a few more days
Appearance: Looks like dark magician but has yellow and black cloths
Species: human
Personality: rushes into things without thinking things through a good person none the less but can get angry easily
Proffesion: uh I'm not sure
Powers: can control and cast many spells
Weapons: a red metal staff with a bule orb on the top of it
Fighting style:None he uses magic
History: looking to be the strongest magician he goes looking and traveling until he heard rumors of stong people here in PC so off he went to look for the one person who could teach him better in the way of the dark arts
RP Sample: (the sample will be about how i got here) As DMR looked on the ground at his enieme. " Where did you come from and why?" he asked bending down so he could here him speak. " I came from PC a city not to far from here our boss wants you died so he gave the job to me if you go there you will die I was the weakest out of all of us and you had trouble with just me I suggest you just keep running like he says you do." he said as he was dying. DMR stood up " well I'll leave you here to think what you could have done to change your life before you pass on and maybe you'll be forgiven goodbye." he said as he turned and walked away form the runs of a town where the epic battle had just been fought but not known to him his greatest fight had yet to be seen. " So this is the city huh well time to find him." he said as he went down the hill and was entering the south side of the town.

Let's Fighting Love
December 5th, 2005, 3:27 PM
Okay I'll make sure I don't godmode. I don't usually.
And how is this gonna work are you going to pm that person who will be the murderer and let everyone else try to figure it out?

December 5th, 2005, 4:54 PM
Ooo. I guess I'll post and see how i fit in.

Name: UN (short for my name)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: He has curved dark blue hair and sapphire eyes. He wears a navy blue T-shirt with blue pants. He has on a pair of thin brown gloves that enables him to move his fingers freely. He wears ninja tabis (sock/shoe looking thingy) and has on a navy blue ninja suit when he goes on assassination missions.
Species: Magically-gifted Human
Personality: He's calm and friendly. Reliable and trustworthy. He expresses no emotions and is quiet. He has trouble conversating but tries often to do so.
Profession: Artist, Writer, Poet, Ex-Assassin
Powers: Creates magical daggers that when thrown ,in a circle, can bind an enemy. He can also create two mirages of himself that can mirror his movements.
Weapons: Small Magically Enhanced Dual Daggers with extended reach.
Fighting style: He is a tactical person. He develops different strategies for different occasions. He is also a speed and combat type. He can also uses different types of magic but not a lot.
History: He killed whoever he was assigned to do so. He was a deadly assassin that was once feared. He was gravely injured one day and his employers casted him away. After that he traveled about the land and after long traveling settled down.
Rp Sample:
The night blew cold air and rain poured from the cloudy skies. A dark figure entered a white and brown house, a quiet and desolate place, while slowly and quietly closing the front door. With a soft click, the door had closed. The figure gently removed the hood of his jacket and revealed a boy of 15 years of age that had dark blue hair and unusual sapphire eyes.
"Mom? MOM?!" I shouted but what replied was only silence. "Maybe she's still at the meeting." I stated. I shuffled around picking up books that were scattered across the floor and placing them into a neat stack by the coffee table. Suddenly, as I was still picking up things, a side window opened and a shady figure jumped inside. "Who are you?" I ask. "Your the ex-assassin named UN, are you not?" The figure asked. Without reply, he drew out a long sowrd and attacked me. "Bad decision." I said. Quickly unsheathing one of my dual blades, I lunged at the foe. He parried my attack and swung his sword at my body. I dodged the attack but was cut on the left side of my ribs which started bleeding. "Hahaha. Die NOW!" He shouted and dashed towards me. After about only 3 meters of distance were between us I shouted, "Sealing Daggers!" pulling out multiple glowing blue daggers and threw them at the man. "W-What?!" he shouted as he suddenly froze. "This is a imobilizing technique I know." I said with difficulty as the bleeding had increased. "Huff. A-After this. You won't live to see the next sunrise. Huff. D-Dragon Mirage!" I shouted and two mirror images of me appeared and formed a triangle around the shady man. "W-What are you doing?" He said struggling. I ,along with the other two mirages, dashed at the man and struck 12 deadly blows on the man, who fell over and laid on the carpet floor, lifeless. "Hah. You people should learn. Huff. Ugh." I moaned and fell onto the carpet while still clenching onto my wounded side. "Hagh. I can't die like this." I spoke as light started to fade from my eyes. I became unconcious.

Agh. That should do it. Oh man. Im tired. I'm out. See ya.

Jack O'Neill
December 5th, 2005, 5:36 PM
Name: Jack O'Neill
Age: 16
Appearance: http://blacklotus.mirrorsoul.net/shinwallpaper.png
Species: Human (Coordinator/Newtype) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmic_Era_human_enhancements)
Personality: Jack is quite the quirky character, prone to bouts of complete and utter randomness at times. Most of the time, he is a nice, sociable, talkative, sometimes-witty person; he has an extremely short temper, however, and he is also easily irritated. He also has an odd preoccupation with firearms, WMDs, and Gundams.
Profession: Gang member, arms dealer, part-time Gundam pilot, self-appointed vigilante
Powers: Asides from his innate Coordinator and Newtype abilties (faster learning, increased physical strength and endurance, immunity to disease, and heightened spatial awareness) and the ability to trigger SEED mode at will, Jack is a telepath and has psychokinetic abilities; he can also control electricity to some extent.
Weapons: Though he is known to use all sorts of weapons, Jack's usual armament consists of dual GLOCK 17s, an H&K MP5N, a SIG 550 assault rifle, and an H&K PSG-1 sniper rifle; he also carries a katana and wakizashi for melee combat and often carries several kunai knives, flashbangs, smoke bombs, and fragmentation grenades as well.
Fighting style: Quick, precise, efficient, always goes for the head and other vital areas
History: Needless to say, Jack O'Neill is nothing like his namesake from Stargate SG-1. He came to the Pokémon Community sometime in mid-2005 after being referred there by a close friend of his. After his arrival, he immediately went to work forming connections with the staff, befriending some of them and doing odd jobs and errands for them. He is also a member of several gangs, cliques, and other non-governmental organizations scattered around the Community. How he came to be in possession of a stock of firearms, WMDs, Gundams, and other instruments of war is unknown, however; he used this stock to make a fortune as the Community's unofficial arms dealer, selling to both the staff and various clients in the private sector.
RP Sample: [Just a typical day in PC...]

Jack O'Neill stood a fair distance away from the gates of a concentration camp on the outskirts of the Pokémon Community, PSG-1 sniper rifle in hand. Behind him was an antique German truck with several of his comrades in it; they had all been sent there to rescue a member of the staff who had been abducted by n00bs. "Okay, Jack, you know the drill. Once you shoot off your first round, we've got no more than 10 minutes before we're in need of rescuing ourselves. Make it quick, m'kay?" his commanding officer, Paige, whispered to him via radio.

"Ma'am, yes, ma'am," Jack replied tersely. He shouldered his rifle and peered through the scope. From his perspective, he could see several n00b guards milling about the front gate, holding Gewehr 43s in their unskilled hands; one of them was behind a World War II-vintage MG42 machine gun. "Okay, bastards, say hello to my little friend," Jack said to himself as he sniped all of the guards in relatively short order. "Okay, Paige, they're down! Drive! Drive!" he yelled into his radio as he ran off towards the side of the road and towards the gate, trading his PSG-1 for a SIG 550.

There was no response from Paige as she drove the truck at top speed into the gate, smashing through it effortlessly before coming to a screeching stop; Paige and a squad of troops emptied out of the truck as more n00bs emptied out of the camp barracks in a haphazard attempt to defend their stronghold. Jack ran up in front of the truck and began strafing his enemies with his rifle as his comrades charged straight into the breach with MP5Ns and their own SIG 550s. Jack and Paige worked their way through the camp, taking down the n00b guards with horrifying ease. One of the squad members, Simon, had already reached the central gate, a massive wooden structure adorned with vulgar graffiti. "Regroup at the center gate!" Jack yelled as he whacked a n00b with the butt of his rifle. One by one, the other squad members arrived at the gate, unscathed for the most part; needless to say, n00bs aren't the best shots in the world.

"Well, that was a major waste of ammo," Simon said as he reloaded his MP5N. "Mind reminding me why we're doing this again?"

"An admin got kidnapped. We're breaking her out. Simple enough," Paige replied, obviously annoyed at Simon.

"We're all getting paid handsomely for this, so quit your whining," Jack said; he was already on the other side of the gate. "Well, let's keep moving! We've only got seven minutes left!"

Grey Fox
December 5th, 2005, 9:35 PM
Jack, you are accepted, once I get RP samples from the other two of you, You may join as well (unless it's bad, then you will likely not...)

As for the mechanics behind this RP, they are fairly simple, and take place in 2 stages:

Stage 1: One person will be the murderer, however, everyone as a party must figure that person out.
They will keep silent through the trails, but every page within this stage, someone will die.

Stage 2: Once the murderer is found out, we switch to stage 2, in which the murderer, and anyone inclined to follow said character, fights off the rest of the members for the rest of the RP, the victorious team wins.

How you play is up to you, just remember, when you're out, you're out.
Unless I believe you should come back in...

Dark Magician ruler
December 6th, 2005, 11:53 AM
Hey I edited my post and now have the RP a\sample in there I hope its good enough for me to enter let if you want me to cahnge any of it

Grey Fox
December 6th, 2005, 11:58 AM
Uh... DMR, sorry bud, but your absolute lack of tense and grammar makes me really, really nervous on your inclusion; try again bud.

Uzumaki Naruto, yours is good! I think I have a role for you.

Dark Magician ruler
December 6th, 2005, 11:59 AM
kay see ya around then later

Grey Fox
December 6th, 2005, 12:13 PM
Ok then, see you around.
This means there are still open spots!

December 6th, 2005, 5:34 PM
Hahaha. I can really guess which part will be mine now that you've said that. Hehehe.

December 6th, 2005, 7:16 PM
Tis reminds me of a game I played. Really fun. ^^

Name: Peeders
Age: 12
Appearance: Human form: short shoulder-length blonde hair, white t-shirt, blue jeans, brown eyes. Demon form: purple long-sleeved shirt with really big sleeves, bell-bottom jeans, necklace with a howling wolf charm on it, long black hair, black wolf ears and tail, and purple eyes.
Species: OMFG really? Half wolf demon!!! ^^
Personality: Human: She's quiet, cool, and collected, but always curious, nosing into other people's business. Demon: She's a ranting, raging demon. Quite rash, too. And a bit of a hypocrite.
Proffesion: None. She's 12, for Christ's sakes.
Powers: The gift of fire-magic. She can control fire, and can walk through it without any harm.
Weapons: sword that has a purple blade and an amethyst hilt.
Fighting style: She uses wolf tactics: ziggaging and stalking silently behind her target, uging shadows to her advantage and never being seen by the enemy. She then moves in for the kill, and before you know it, she's hit.
History: She was born and has lived her whole life in Pokemon Community. Her parents died and she is now living on the streets alone, but she makes a living killing and eating rats, foxes, and other animals. She has a companion, a pure black dog named Padfoot that she found stray on the streets while in her human form. He has proved to have demonic qualities too: Curling fangs and a fierce nature when fighting.
RP Sample: Kayota stalked through the alleys, her wolf ears held close to her head. She darted from alley to alley, glancing around cautiously, her sword held out. Her ears flickered forwad at a sound, but it turned out to be only a cat. She began to stalk the cat, and when she finally had it cornered, she pricked it with the tip of her sword and it bled to death in a matter of minutes. She tore at it with her teeth, leaving nothing, not even bone. This was her way, and if anyone didn't like it, tough. She wiped the blood off her mouth with her sleeve and walked out into the middle of the street. She gazed around, and after sheathing her sword, she stepped into a building labeled "Pet Store" and out of sight.

December 6th, 2005, 7:44 PM
Hey I will edit later, probably tomorrow night, with this completed... Please dont start without me, unless it is absolutely nessesary.

Sign up form:
Name: Joseph Marian Johnson
Age: 23
Species: Human... Or so you like to think...
Proffesion: (Something to do with your role in the forum, IE: Mods=Law enforcement.)
Powers: (If any.)
Weapons: (If any.)
Fighting style:
RP Sample: Mandatory, it's only 4 lines, folks.

December 10th, 2005, 10:34 AM
Name: Flara
Age: 14
Appearance: medium legnth brown hair, red striped shirt, ripped blue jeans.
Species: Pokemorph
Personality: Fun to be around, but gets mad at times when she gets ticked off, but all in all, she's the best friend anybody will want.
Proffesion: A trainer that walks around and tries new things.
Powers: Fire powers
Weapons: when in human/wolf form, she uses a long sword with a red and orange handle with a yellow diamond in the middle.
Fighting style: Straightforward and pretty aggresive.
History: She was a normal girl until one day she discovered her powers. everybody then avoided her, and now she has been on her own, traveling everywhere. now everyone knows her powers are superior to theirs in their opinion, so every time they see her , they run for cover.
RP Sample: I sit on a tree branch as i look down at the townsfolk. They haven't seen me coming, though I move around swiftly in the trees, so it hard to see me. I eat a dougnut I've gotten from the last village from a little boy who liked the way a looked. I still thought about what he said, "I don't know why everyone runs from you. Everyone's so scared of you, but i'm not. Ithink you're kinda cool!" The thought faded away as i crept along th trees. Sonner or later they would discover me. Just then i bumped into a hunter looking for stantler, gunpoint at a foal. "Stop!" I yelled, and he turned, the gun now at me. "What the...!" "Ahhh! the fox lady and the sword of doom! RUN AWAY!" And he was off iun a huff, i shrugged and kept going, the stantler thanking me on the way.

December 10th, 2005, 2:32 PM
When are we starting? 0.o

Grey Fox
December 12th, 2005, 8:24 PM
Most of you can start now!
Padfoot, you're accepted, however, Flara, you need to work on your spelling, rewrite your entrance sheet.
As for Joe, I'll see once you're done.


The wind rustled through Grey Fox's spiked brown hair; an omen. He stopped where he was and sniffed the air; ah, he could smell it, blood, the arouma was rampant in the area, it turned Fox's stomach.
He turned his head in the direction from which he could smell the most blood, his eyes followed, and, soon, he saw the source of the stench; an apartment, two, maybe three stories high, but there was no mistaking what it was. Patiently, he made his way to the entrance of the building's main entrance. It was a nice door, well painted and surprisingly clean, Fox opened it. He kept a continuous pace as he walked up the stairs and to the room from which he smelled the blood, taking notice of the building upkeep on the way, he could tell that it had recently fallen into new managership, he could see that the new guy wasn't as good at his job, the building was starting to fall from it's formerly high prestiege.
Grey Fox suspected that it would fall a great bit more once he opened the door.
Opening the door, Grey Fox looked around the room, it was surprisingly clean, someone had taken great pride in this apartment. However, that someone, was likely dead now. Fox stopped his search on the bed, he had found what he was looking for, a dead body. Grey Fox had seen bodies before; it was inevidable when one becomes a mercenary, however, he was struck by this particular body; it had formerly belonged to the mayor of the community. This complicated things; PokeCommunity was built on an odd system of government, the police class, or the mods, were in charge of small areas of town, they were responsible to the Global Mods, who were responsible to the Admins, from the admins came the Mayor.
However, this system had just become a problem; it meant that all of the admins and global mods had become suspects; and they were the only ones certified to carry out such an investigation.
It looked as if Fox would have to do this whole thing himself, or with a very few trusted members.
What a sucky way to end a Friday.

December 12th, 2005, 11:38 PM
Small dark figures started to approach me. They expanded and started to envelop me. My body grew colder and colder by the minute. My lungs started to freeze. My heart start beating slowly and slowly. My whole body was in a paralysis state as everything darkened. "No.... What's happening? Why is it like this?" I thought. Another large figure appeared and lifted his hand above his head and got ready to drop it. It dropped it's hand with a powerful force and....
"NO!" I shouted and stood up on my bed. "Huh? Wha?" I wondered. It had been a dream. "Ughhh. My head." I rubbed my head as it ached with a headache. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through my left side of my body. I looked and saw white wrappings around the middle part of my body. My mom came in and smiled at me. "Oh, honey. Your awake? That's good. You slept for quite some time." "I did? Hngh. What happened?" I asked still holding my head. "One of your friends brought you upstairs and gave you some medicine. Did another man come to kill you again?" she asked. "I-I think so. Thanks mom." I said to her. "Oh don't thank me. Thank your friend." She said. "Wait, who was it that came and helped me?" I asked with confusion. "Oh. I'll go get her. She's downstairs. It's so nice that you have a caring friend. She came and visited you a couple of times while you were asleep." My mom said. 'W-What? It's a g-girl. Oh no." I said as I buried my face under the blankets. Moments later, I heard footsteps coming uop the stairs. "There you go." I heard my mom's voice. "You two have a good chat now, ok?" she said and giggled a bit. "U-Uh. A-Are you ok?" came a soft voice. I pulled down the blanket. "You were so badly injured that u-uh I t-thought you weren't going to make it." she said looking downwards. "Melody? What in the world were you doing here?" I asked the young girl with flaming red hair that fell past her waist and ruby eyes. She was wearing a red shirt with a blue skirt. "I came to your house and saw you hurt on the floor. I-I-I was just helping." She replied with a sad voice. "Uh... T-Thank you for helping me." I said and gave her a smile. She blushed a little bit and turned away. "I-Is there something wrong?" I asked. "Oh. N-Nothing." Melody replied back with a surprised look.

December 13th, 2005, 5:02 PM
Name: Flara
Age: 14
Appearance: medium legnth brown hair, red striped shirt, ripped blue jeans.
Species: Pokemorph
Personality: Fun to be around, but gets mad at times when she gets ticked off, but all in all, she's the best friend anybody will want.
Proffesion: A trainer that walks around and tries new things.
Powers: Fire powers
Weapons: when in human/wolf form, she uses a long sword with a red and orange handle with a yellow diamond in the middle.
Fighting style: Straightforward and pretty aggresive.
History: She was a normal girl until one day she discovered her powers. Everybody then avoided her, and now she has been on her own, traveling everywhere. Now everyone knows her powers are superior to theirs in their opinion, so every time they see her , they run for cover.
RP Sample: I sit on a tree branch as I look down at the townsfolk. They haven't seen me coming, though I move around swiftly in the trees, so it hard to see me. I eat a dougnut I've gotten from the last village from a little boy who liked the way a looked. I still thought about what he said, "I don't know why everyone runs from you. Everyone's so scared of you, but i'm not. Ithink you're kind of cool!" The thought faded away as I crept along the trees. Sonner or later they would discover me. Just then I bumped into a hunter looking for Stantler, gunpoint at a foal. "Stop!" I yelled, and he turned, the gun now at me. "What the...!Ahhh! the fox lady and the sword of doom! RUN AWAY!" And he was off in a huff, I shrugged and kept going, the Stantler thanking me on the way.

Hoipe that okay for editing.

December 13th, 2005, 5:51 PM
"What the heck happened?" asks a worn and tired Wolf Goddess as she stepped around the apartment, tucking a lock of vivid orange hair behind her ear. "I was joggin', and I smelled blood..." The girl whiped her sweating forhead with the back of her hand, and rubbed it against her pants. By the look of how she wore her attire, it was pretty much obvious that she ran around in her wolf form for awhle before hurrying to put on her outfit.

She was thirteen, young, and still in adolescence. "The mayor..." she said, her voice trailing off and her eyes darted around the room before taking a closer glance at the body, moving towards it gingerly. She turns to face Grey Fox, and jumped as her hand brushed across the body.

"Who do you think could have done this? Someone must really be causing this trouble...so that's what that man the other day was warning me about..." she jumped around her speech nervously, perhaps it was the blood that startled her senses, being highly keener than most. "Someone must be out to get us...a murder, or a serial killer...that is, if they kill the same way each time." Wolf adds, letting out a rather nervous laugh.

December 13th, 2005, 7:21 PM
Eet's aweeeesomeeeeee.... [/randomspam]


Peeders stalked through the streets, an evil grin on her face. She wanted to find the murderer, and... murder him. Yes, she had heard. So she was in her demon form, her sword out and at the ready. Her ears twitched as she heard movement. "Ahh, you stupid dog," she growled at Padfoot. "This is hopeless." She plopped down in an alley and stared out, her sword glinting in the darkness ominously, as she laid a hand on Padfoot's head. She caught a mouse that ran across her feet and ate it raw. She grinned crookedly at Padfoot. She was in an insane, maniacal mood...

Jack O'Neill
December 14th, 2005, 8:58 PM
Jack O'Neill and the other members of his gang, the DCC Gangbangers, marched through a back alley, MP5Ns drawn and ready. They numbered six, no more, no less: Jack himself, three young men named Gian, Ivan, and Simon, and a pair of women who called themselves Kura and Chibi-chan, respectively. The gang had been contracted by the staff to wipe out a nest of n00bs that had entrenched themselves in the inner city. Ivan the point runner reached the entrance of the n00b lair first, followed by the others. "Okay, what do you suppose we do now?" he asked quizzically.

"It's just your standard n00b hunt, Ivan," Jack replied. "Just break down the door, toss a frag grenade in, and go in guns blazing. Simon, if you'll have the honors?"

"Sir, yes, sir," Simon said, delivering a jaunty salute as he brought up a portable battering ram and drove it right into the door. Ivan took out one of his frag grenades, pulled the pin, and tossed it right through the open doorway. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!"

Boom. After the shrapnel stopped flying, Jack and the others charged in, hoping to find at least a few n00bs to gun down. What they found, however, shocked them all. Somebody had been to the n00b lair before them, and that somebody had killed each and every single one of the n00bs. A kunai knife here, a shuriken there, a .50 Action Express round here, several 7.62 x 51 mm NATO rounds there... The lair was littered with the bloody corpses of at least a dozen n00bs, many of whom were mutilated beyond all recognition. "Oh my ****ing God, man," Ivan said.

Kura walked up to one of the dead n00bs,turned over its shuriken-riddled corpse, and checked its pulse. "Yeah, it's dead, all right. They're all dead, each and every single one of them," she said. "They're just n00bs, anyway. We're not gonna be missing any of these losers."

"You know that murderer that's been striking lately? This was probably his/her/its work. This doesn't fit the MO of any of the other gangs out there, and, well, they were already dead when we got here. Besides, we don't use shuriken," Jack said. "Simon, you're typing up the report for Alan and Evelina this time."

Simon groaned. "Why me?"

"Because Gian typed up the last report, and let's just say Andy, Erica, and Jake were pissed. Hopefully you'll do better."

December 14th, 2005, 9:58 PM
Dawn had come and the sun was setting. "Hmph. Three more dead." I said looking over three bodies, a man, his wife, and their son, and at a small dagger covered with blood. I walked out of a small house located east of my home. I stared at the dagger and tossed it into a nearby dumpster. "That doesn't help a lot." I whispered and took off south towards the nearest home. I entered a tan two-story medium-sized house. After 5 minutes later, I exited while holding another dagger of the same design as the last. "There goes two more." I said quietly. I placed the bloody dagger in a dumpster and fled towards my home.

Grey Fox
December 14th, 2005, 10:16 PM
OC: Ok, Flara, if you take your time and post with well written sentences, you may remain in the story; otherwise you become the next victom. ;)

IC: Grey Fox turned to Wolf Godess.
"Who said anything about serial-" He looked at her.
"Do you know something?"
He doubted she was the murderer (or would that be murderess?) He had been around her before, she wasn't exactly quiet, but she didn't love trouble, besides, she was to inexperienced to pull something as high profile as this.
"Well?" He looked straight into her eyes with the upmost intesity; "what do you know?"

December 15th, 2005, 5:02 AM
"Me?" she says, "I don't know much...but hey, I do watch some television...and watch court 'n stuff..." She looks at him with blue eyes.

"And television isn't the most creative these days, y'know. Same old same old with many, many murder mysteries..." She look at the dead body, and then back towards Grey Fox, "Whoever did this must have a lust to kill...look at all the blood..." She raises her head suddenly in alarm, a glazed expression on her face. Blood, blood... No! It was her wolf self glazing over her mind, ordering her to eat the decaying carcass. Knowing she would have no control over it if it did take over her mind, she looks at Grey Fox.

"Do you think...there could be others?" she adds, moving away from the body. Could he have been the murderer? she thinks silently to herself, eyeing him nervously, "Why were you here so suddenly? It looks like a fresh-kill to me, when my hand barely touched the body it still felt warm...Well?"

December 17th, 2005, 10:57 AM
OCc: then I guess this is not an rp for me. sometimes i overreact and write not so makey sensy sentences. See there? That proves i'm the next victim!!!

December 17th, 2005, 7:34 PM
Ummm, Grey Fox, can you introduce me in? I cant seem to find a way to jump in.

December 17th, 2005, 9:21 PM
OOC:Me neither... 0.o; *eats self, for it is 11:00 pm and is insane here*

December 18th, 2005, 11:21 AM
OOC: I'm having trouble starting. It's always the part of the RP I seem to have trouble with. :P You can power play my character to introduce me if ya need to. Nohing too big since i haven't said anything about her personality yet. ^^'

Grey Fox
December 22nd, 2005, 12:55 PM
OOC: Sorry I haven't been on much, I've been having comp problems, I'll try to be on once a week at least.
I can't intro you all in one post... But, I can intro some of you.

"Me? I was walking to the house of a client." He said calmly. "Which reminds me, I'm a bit late..." He began to walk towards the door, then, as an after thought, he threw a card to Wolf Godess.
"Call that number, it's to a friend of mine, her name is Alana, and she might be able to help us get to the bottom of this, since it's obvious none of us trust the other, so I will catch up to you once this matter is taken care of..."
He walked back out the door.
"See you later."
He could worry about dead mayors later, now that Alana was helping with the investigation, now all Grey Fox needed to do was to talk to Pat.

December 22nd, 2005, 1:53 PM
"Huh, ah...sure, alright, okay..." and he left her alone, with a dead and bloodied body lying right next to her. She flashes a glance to it, and if one stood next to her, they could detect the slightest trace of a mad fire that burned for...something. A growl rumbles in the back of her throat, and she turns away from the body to try and rid this feeling of a mixed emotion.

"Alana, eh? I think I heard of her, a writer...or something like that I suppose..." she says to herself. Wolf Goddess reads over the number and pulls out a cellphone and dials the number. Putting a lock of orange hair behind her ear, WG puts the phone to her ear as she waits for either a voice or an ansering machine. She gives one last look at the body, then leaves the room.

She shuts the door behind her, and leans against the wall next to the door, sitting down on the ground. WG pulls her knees against her chest as she waits. No need to worry about getting hit in the face by the door, no one's coming out of it...ever.


((Gah, you can call my character WG to save you the trouble of typing Wolf Goddess...And Alana, you can choose whether or not your character picks up the phone or not.))