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It was Muay who excitedly suggested challenging a gym. Surprisingly, he had done a significant amount of research.
"Look, Eira, this one does two-on-two matches- we qualify! There are two teams this leader uses, so we can pick which one to go against. The one most teams choose to battle is the one with Kricketune and Swoobat- apparently they're easier. The other one is Lucario and Espeon. Either way, both Langley and I have a type advantage over half of their team. And it's rumored there's a better reward for defeating the second team, so we should totally go for that one!"
Eira gave him a slow, deliberate once-over as she considered this information. Her team had battled this particular gym while she was with That Coach and they had defeated Kricketune and Swoobat. She herself had taken out Kricketune with combinations of Fire and Ice punches. That had been her first victory. She sighed.
"I know how the first team is led. I don't know much about the second. A better reward could be good for us, and I'm sure defeating the more difficult team would be worth something to future recruits. I'll let you two decide, though- this is your team as well as mine."
Langley and Muay exchanged cheeky grins and cheered, "Lucario and Espeon!"
Eira laughed. "We'd better get training, then!"
Actions Taken By Eira, Week of September 13th
+ Coached Muay; +5 lvs (Chimchar, lv 15)
> Muay evolved into Monferno! (i mean in story he was already but anyway)
+ Coached Langley; +6 lvs (Pawniard, lv 17)
+ Battled Ezreal; was defeated. :(
"It heard machines beeping, and their hearts beating. It heard everything. It slowly opened its eyes. It had enough. BOOM! The first machine falls, then another, then another, into a frenzy of chaos and disarray. It was too smart, too cunning, too powerful to contain."
One of the final failed clones, the label given to him was Sub_023.r2 at least that's what he heard the scientist refer to him as, the word burned into his mind. He was there when Mewtwo unleashed hell, in a chamber adjacent to the monster. Amidst the chaos the shell of his glass prison was destroyed, and he made his escape, grabbing a potion fallen on the floor on his way out. Being cooped in the lab he had studied the room well. Sitting in his cell he would look for flaws, where to run, should the day of his dreamed escape become a reality.
Using whatever form fit best he weaved between the various tubes and vents connecting to the other facilities rooms. On his way out he hit a dead end, a small room with countless monitors plastered to the wall. A tremor hit and the exit was sealed, "Subject" was trapped. In his panic he saw something strange, a Pokémon, breathing shallowly in the corner of the room now filling with smoke. The Pokémon was a Porygon, another creation of man, fallen helpless. His heart pained to see this Pokémon fading away, perhaps it was in his same situation. That's when he remembered the potion, it wasn't much but perhaps it would help.
As subject spray the potion he couldn't even tell if it had worked, smoke bellowed the air making it near impossible to see. Just then a blinding light engulfed them and they were gone.
Subject awoke next to the Porygon, when he fully came too he saw was no longer in the lab. No, he was somewhere much different, a land of Pokémon it almost seemed where humans seemed the minority. Though relieved to be alive, Subject was slightly uncomfortable by the mass use of technology used in this region. It was then the Porygon introduced himself as "Cube" a combination of the first 4 letters found on his firmware. Cube thanked Subject for saving his life and giving him enough strength to teleport. He explained the reason for placing them here in the Ceriah Region. "Pokémon Rights" He said, this was a land where they would be given equality, a second chance.
They immediately began planning what to do with their newly founded freedom. Both had been caged in the facility for so long, they wanted to see the world. With a database of knowledge Cube suggested the idea of "coaching", a way to see this world while and monetizing off of challenging various opponents they would meet along the way. With hardcoded knowledge of the battle field Cube requested the role of recruit while Subject assumed the position of Coach.
This is where their adventures across Ceriah Begin.
Spoiler: Actions
The two traveled to the outskirts of the city getting away from the noise of machines. Besides a tree they were pulled aside from a docile Abra named Grevis curious seeing a Porygon in the region . Cube shared shared their story and plans of travel the region. Grevis swiftly asked to tag along and was accepted. He has battlefield experience, something Subject and Cube both lack.
I have today learned that Porygon used to be able to learn Teleport through the discontinued Teleport TM from gen 1! Huh.
I like your character's name and the idea of being one of the clones locked up with Mewtwo before this whole mess started. Pretty cool backstory you wrote there. Accepted!
This was supposed to be the post for last week, but since it's so late I'm just putting it here.
It all started when a certain fiery monkey was in a bit too much of a hurry and a certain anthropomorphic hound was in a bit of a mood after a fight with his girlfriend. The setting was a busy Cerian street, a diverse selection of citizens bustling about and chatting among themselves. The Lucario was drowning them out with a pair of wireless earbuds, a sick feeling rising in his stomach at the words that had just been exchanged.
The Lucario snapped out of his thoughts as Muay knocked into him and a snarl flashed across his muzzle. "Yo! Watch where you're going, punk," he said, towering over the shorter man. With a click he paused his music.
"Sorry bruh, just walking," Muay said, putting his hands up in a 'I mean no harm' sort of gesture and making to continue on his way.
"Yeah, well be more careful next time," the Lucario snapped, giving an annoyed flick of his ears as he turned to leave. "Idiot," he muttered.
"The hell you say?" the Monferno said mid-step, turning and putting himself as much in the Lucario's face as he could.
"I said you're a ****ing idiot and you need eye augments," he said, shoving Muay backwards.
The Lucario made to continue - and was cut off as Muay's tail suddenly flared up, the ape bellowing a roar that caused the surrounding civilians to jump back as he spat flame at the taller Steel type. Lucario took the hit point-blank, yelping before deftly stepping forward - and slamming Muay with a glowing palm.
His eyes were feral, his fangs exposed. People were scrambling away to avoid the brawl.
Muay took a shot at Lucario's knees and Lucario danced back, putting his arms up defensively and locking his eyes on Muay. Muay began to move rhythmically, dancing back and forth, low to the ground. He spit embers on either side of Lucario, steadily hitting closer and closer. The Lucario let Muay set the rhythm for a moment - then surged forward with a Force Palm as Muay was shooting embers to his side.
Muay was knocked down and skid backwards, firing another shot mid-motion. Most of the embers went wild and the carefully tended flowering bushes were quickly ablaze. Lucario tanked what little portion of the attack actually went towards him and immediately rushed forward to follow up with another blow.
And the Monferno was down.
Lucario chuckled a bit, licking his lips as a grin overtook him. That had been exactly what he needed.
He was smiling right up until the two of them were surrounded by cops.
Rathina has evolved much over the years. Their culture dates far before the original Cerians so much as stepped foot on Wyvern's Vale. In primal times they were little more than great tribes of clashing Noivern warriors until one powerful alpha set out to unite them under one leader. The battles were long and fierce, but along with her loyal followers she defeated them each in turn until she stood supreme. She spoke to them words of what unity could bring, how their species would flourish and how the Noivern of Wyvern's Vale would one day rule unchallenged and unchallengable. That was hundreds and hundreds of years ago.
Today, Rathina is a series of primarily Noivern-inhabited cities built into the cliffs of Ceriah's eastern mountain range and any tracts of land surrounding them not claimed for Cerian cities. Though for a long time they held strong to the belief that Noiverns were the ideal and perfect race, since the days of Ceriah's unification of the territories of Wyvern's Vale they have become more open. Now they are home to a variety of Cerian-native dragons and other races wishing to train amongst Rathinian warriors.
The Zubat and Gligar lines, long a part of their society and long regarded as inferior creatures only suited to being servants and slaves, have recently experienced a surge in social mobility. Crobat and Gliscor are now found among middle and occasionally the upper classes of Rathinian society, though Noivern are never found in the lower classes.
Some Rathinians have become resentful of what they consider lesser entities earning positions as respected warriors, but these people are in the minority.
Social Structure
Rathinian society is governed by a caste system. Warriors are considered almost akin to nobles in other cultures, holding the highest status and reaping the greatest benefits. The only position higher than that of a member of the Grand War Council is the head of the council itself. The General of Generals, Champion of Champions, Hero of Heroes... The titles lavished upon Rathina's leaders are many and impressive. It is they whose word is law above all else and who is sworn to protect the people with their life.
It is a warrior's duty to improve themselves daily and always strive to pursue excellence in all of its forms. Power, agility, endurance, skill - all must be honed to a razor edge. One must always be stronger for the people they are sworn to defend.
To allow an enemy even a shred of mercy, to let one escape when it might risk an innocent life - you may as well find your child and begin to twist the knife. Protect the people, above all else.
Strength is the greatest virtue of all; for without strength, nothing loved can be safe.
A Rathinian warrior will dedicate his entire self to this purpose. Reading and writing, operating and typing with Cerian technology - these are considered a servant's job. Though it was originally Cerians who insisted upon the education of the Rathinian civilization, Rathina eventually delegated that a warrior's time was better spent and that trusted servants were more suited to what was nothing more than another sort of labor. In modern times, scholars are indeed considered a particularly valuable class of servant. An upperclassman would never be caught reading a book. A proper warrior would have a servant read aloud to them.
A well-mannered and efficient servant is considered a great treasure in Rathina and such are treated with respect and care. It's a grave insult to mistreat another warrior's servant and treating your own poorly is greatly frowned upon.
The Laws of Creation
The fact that people of other societies allow anyone, no matter how weak or dull or irresponsible, to hold the responsibility of creating life and rearing children is often cited as The Reason for a great many of the problems in the world. This is often so obvious that it goes without saying.
To be worthy of creating and shaping a life is considered a great and sacred honor.
It has long been the tradition and social obligation of the Rathinian warrior to choose a mate from within his or her ranks. Those who are deemed not strong enough are not permitted to pass down their traits to the next generation. Those who are strong are expected to find someone worthy of this strength with which to create many children. To not do so is to fail an important duty to society. Servants are held to these standards as well, though they are chosen for different traits.
These children, if not particularly desired by the parents, are often placed with a suitable family who had desired children but were not Chosen. It's unusual, however, for both parents to reject the duty of child-rearing as important a task as it is to ensure Rathina's future.
This duty is in no way related to romantic affections; it's normal and expected for a warrior to pursue love - and it's generally accepted that it's fairly unlikely for love to attach itself to the ideal mate with which to create a child. Regardless, love - separate as it is from duty - is expected to be monogamous.
Due to countless generations of selective breeding, Cerian Noivern are more muscular, equally aerodynamic, and significantly larger than foreign breeds at slightly over double both height and weight. Most Cerians belief this to be the normal size of Noivern and are often surprised by how small those of other nations are.
This a restricted race and the creation of characters from the Rathina Faction must be discussed with me beforehand.
Spoiler: Game Mechanics
Coaches wishing to recruit a "normal" Noibat may simply state that the Noibat they recruited was an immigrant from another region or descended from Noivern who immigrated. Coaches must have at least six badges to recruit a Rathinian Noibat and the player must discuss it with me first. Keep in mind when recruiting one that Cerian Noiverns may not be allowed in Showdown events in other regions. Cerian Noivern's have Infiltrator and Huge Power as their basic abilities. There are no other stat changes. When recruited, they begin as level 20 Noibats with the move Outrage.
How various forms appear on a PTU grid. From left to right: a normal human, a normal Noibat, a Cerian Noibat, a normal Noivern, and a Cerian Noivern.
In PTU, Cerian Noibats have the following changes: They are Medium instead of Small. They have a Power Capability of 3 instead of 1. They have an Athletics skill of 3D6, a Combat skill of 4D6, and a Stealth skill of 2D6+2. Cerian Noivern's have the following changes: The are Huge instead of Large. They have a Power Capability of 10 instead of 6. They have an Athletics skill of 5D6, a Combat skill of 5D6, and a Stealth skill of 3D6+2.
Rama is the thriving capital of the Rathina territories. It's the largest of their cities, their center of commerce, and the seat of their governmental bodies. Rama is primarily comprised of a series of huge, crudely carved tunnels and massive rooms capable of allowing great flocks of Cerian Noivern passage at once. Navigating it is near impossible for one that cannot fly or cling to walls in the fashion of a Noivern. Many birds have trouble with certain sharp turns that a bat's wings handle with ease and a human would need spelunking equipment to even consider navigating alone.
Accommodating to creatures that can see in the dark, Rama has no lights or torches set up in its tunnels - it is entirely pitch black. In fact, if a man were blindfolded and led into the middle of one of its "streets" with a small lanturn he might not realize he was in a city at all. The halls are not decorated with anything more than the occasional map etched into a wall, often at locations befitting one who is hanging upsidedown, and nothing distinguishes the tunnels aside from the rooms they connect to.
The entrances to the city are located on sheer mountain cliffs almost impossible to climb even with proper equipment and Rathina has declined to make its cities more accessible for security reasons, making casual tourism a tricky endeavor.
The Grand Colosseum
The Grand Colosseum is one of the most beloved sites in all of Rama. Deep within the heart of Rama, the Grand Colosseum is a great cavern of rough stone, nearly a mile tall and three times as wide. There is no seating or lighting in this place - the audience hangs from the black ceiling and watches with night-piercing eyes and echolocation both. During large events the room echoes with the literal roaring of the crowd.
It is here that Rathinian Olympic competitions are held. Warriors engage in fierce tests of strength, aerial acrobatics, endurance and more, including team-based sporting events and gladiatorial battles. Support for different teams can sometimes make the audience near rabid - and unlike a typical human event where fights would be broken up, such brawls are enjoyed and encouraged as livening up the event.
The Bazaar
Rathina is capitalistic, though it relies on the barter system instead of any form of currency. Within a great stone cavern in Rama is held the monthly bazaar. The black room bustles with the chatter of merchants and customers - to a human incapable of understanding the language of Pokemon, the room may well sound like a great cacophony of draconic snorts and snarls. To one capable of seeing in the dark, the room is filled with rows of Rathinian merchants - as well as a sprinkling of merchants from other factions.
Flocks of Noivern guards, armored in what appears to be Cerian tactical gear, carefully watch the proceedings as they cling to the cavern ceiling in the manner of a bat. Some Gliscor and Crobat are among their ranks, though they are in the minority. Species outside of these three lines are rare.
The merchants themselves tend to have their goods spread out before them on the stone floor, some merchants opting to place them upon a blanket when appropriate. Here there is a more even spread of Noivern, Gliscor, and Crobat - bartering is an acceptable task to assign to a servant, after all - as well as a number of representation from the other sovereign civilizations of Ceriah come to hawk their goods to Rathinians. Some of these foreign merchants have dim torches or even electrical means of light around their stall if only so that they themselves can see.
During the bazaar is the easiest time for a non-Rathinian to enter the city as many Rathinians offer services - at a price - to lift merchants or potential buyers up to the event.
Okay, guys! I'm all set to run a little tabletop event to resolve the next few bits of "In Defense of Ceriah" and I have some questions I'd like to ask!
There are a few different ways we can do this. One way is we all get together and work on your character sheets and movesets which I understand some people are having trouble with. The other option is for me to provide a number of premade characters you can run through the event with instead. This lets you work on your stats after you have a better concept of gameplay.
Now, the second question is that of availability. My preference for this kind of game is to run it real-time over Skype and Roll20. Obviously, if we can't all get online at the same time that won't work. So let me know your availability and if you think you can attend a real-time Skype event.
Just put a little post below with your thoughts, general interest level, and timetables!
I guess premade characters? I mean, I'm getting the gist of it but there may still be some that makes me scratch my head and go Psyduck-like.
Confuzzled. Maybe premade character might give an idea how it works? Better concept than circling around. I don't like making lots of mistakes or Sniper will have my head. jk. haha.
Skype? It depends, really, whether I am available. My time is different as in you're more online when it's morning here. As in, 1am-5am? Here in my place. ;_; If you need to know time here, it's GMT+8.
Spoilers are super buggy for me. For the time being my actions will be without them.
I'll also go about writing up a summary of events later this week ~
Langley was angry at Muay for getting thrown in jail and missing training. Muay blamed Langley for their loss because she insisted on leading. Langley redirected that blame to Eira for letting her lead. Eira was trying her hardest not to let her emotions show, but she had failed. Failed her friends, failed herself. Why did she think she wanted to be back in this world? She didn't know what she was doing; she'd never coached, never had to think strategically on her feet. Leaving her team members screaming at each other in front of the gym, she walked without thinking, without any aim. Just walked.
"Hey."
She was so useless, just like he had told her she was. Just like she'd always be.
"Yo, coach girl."
Always thinking of herself. Always trying to do things her way. Just hindering the team...
She ran headfirst into a solid body mass.
"Hey. Been try'na talk to ya." A Krokorok wearing some sharp shades grinned down at her as she apologized profusely. "'ey, none of that. Ya got a lot on ya mind, it's all good. Saw that match; y'all fought like hell. Pretty cool moves ya had, too."
"Oh... I didn't think they let people watch gym matches...?"
He waved a hand. "Well, ya know."
She didn't.
"Anyway, I never seen that kinda thing in battle before. I'm intrigued. Count me in for ya team."
"Uh?" Just like that?
"Some advice, though- I been watchin' that gym for a while. Only seen one team win against the ones you battled. Guess what? It ain't worth it. The only prize is a tough match and a braggin' point. And you got enough of a gimmick to recruit more people with that dancing- you don't need anything else."
He grinned toothily. He couldn't do so any other way, really. "This day next week. Try again. I'll see ya then."
He walked off into the night, leaving Eira a bit shellshocked.
Advertisements for a fair of modest size have begun popping up around Valoran City, the definitive center of activity in the coaching world. The premise is quite simple - it was to be a little recruitment fair to help novice coaches find new team members. Coaches would battle each other in an attempt to impress people looking to join a team. A few arenas had already been reserved for the day of the event - there even promised to be snack booths of moderately reasonable pricing!
Fairs like this popped up every now and again for coaches of varying levels of experience and it was a neat little opportunity for those just starting out.
The mechanics of this event are simple. Everyone will battle each other round robin, best two out of three, and PM or Skype the results to me. The Set Level is 20 and matches will be 3v3. Pokemon below level twenty will be raised to level twenty and unlock their level twenty movesets/evolutions for this event only. All items except Mega Stones, no duplicates. Any IVs and EVs. You receive a point for each person you defeat. Points will be redeemable towards a free Recruit action. If you get many points, you'll be able to earn better recruits! Actual reward values will be posted when the number of participants has been determined.
A result of BadrTech's early unsolicited experiments on Pokémon. Mock is one of the most 'intelligent' Pokémon on Badr to date, having the ability to (relatively) comprehend written language, and write - though his mental capacities stop there. With the spelling of a dyslexic five-year-old, and the attitude of one, Mock is pompous, arrogant, obnoxious and awfully degrading to any Pokémon who doesn't share the same 'abilities' as him. Being a lover of the arts and an amateur author, Mock prides himself in the intellect he has gained through turning the pages of books. He is honest and speaks his mind - and his mind a very filthy place.
He has been sent to Ceriah by the Badr authorities as a social experiment to see how formerly wild Pokémon can interact and adapt to the culture of a more modern society. His current method of transport is a large hamster-ball-like plastic sphere, filled with water, which he manually controls to roll around. A built-in keyboard and speaker allow him to release his harmonious 'words of wisdom' onto unfortunate listeners. The sphere also contains two retractable metal arms, as well as a computer chip near the speaker which acts as an antenna and a storage device for his allocated Porygon, which he has not named yet.
Name: Reginald Species: Psyduck Role: Coach Summary: A derpy Psyduck with an upcoming talent of coaching. He's an idiot. (will elaborate some other day)
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