Focus Shift: A New Awakening [R-16]
Focus Shift: A New Awakening [R-16]
“I let my focus shift, that’s all there is to it. Now you try.”
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The world burned before my very eyes. The Pokemon and Human civilization that has stood for so many years had been wiped clean off of the face of the Earth; nothing remained. Wounded, I surveyed my surroundings to find the barren mountain top littered with the bodies of my comrades. Next to me, Harley lay motionless, not even a breath of air escaped nor entered her lips, her Catalyst lying only a couple of meters away; their fingers just barely touching. Miharu and her Espeon lay at the foot of the altar; their bodies twined and barely recognisable from the onslaught they had so bravely fought against. Josh was nowhere to be seen amongst the slaughter, a vague memory of him being flung off of Mount Coronet with Odessa spread through my mind like wild fire. Raike lay just behind Miharu; he along with his Catalyst Raven had been the first to die at the hands of the traitor, a sword wound slicing deep into his side from protecting his Umbreon from being hit. I tried not to look at Kris’ mangled body; his was by far the worst.
Tears now flowed freely from my eyes as I pulled myself along the stone plateau towards the dying body of my faithful Houndoom. My left arm lay limp against the ground, caked in blood, sweat and dirt; the tendons and muscles long since severed beyond repair. She whimpered quietly, looking at me with those dark and foreboding, yet caring eyes. Her body was in far worse condition than my own; and I inwardly cursed myself for letting her get like this. I should have saved her when I had the chance; I should have realised the most obvious fact before my eyes before I lead them into this trap. Now as the only one alive, I felt incredibly guilty for leading them like lambs to the slaughter.
I felt a sharp pain as an old blade cut through my back, severing parts of my spine and ripping open organs as it passed through my body. I was now paralysed and dying slowly as I watched the world die and our enemy make his way into my field of vision. Kneeling on his knees, Kellyn lifted up my head so I could look into those cold, dark eyes of his; the same eyes that had help so much promise when I first met him. In the background, a corrupted Arceus lay dead atop the altar and a bloodied Giratina in Origin Forme floating menacingly above it.
It wasn’t his fault; Kellyn was not born to be evil, he had been corrupted, his actions not of his own doing but that of the puppet master whom carefully controlled and manipulated him. I should have noticed, I should have realised at the start but I was too caught up in my ‘save the world’ mind set to realise something small and insignificant that would be our downfall.
The light faded from my eyes and I slipped from the burnt husk of a world I had previously inhabited and fought for. I watched as the images of my friends and comrades dying burned into my skull; my very last memory of them and of everything.
Sweat beaded itself down my forehead as I lay in sweat soaked sheets. Pitch lay beside my bed, head raised and fur bristling searching for signs of trouble. The dream felt all too real; I could still feel the blade in my back and my arm hanging limply by my side and the images of my friends dying one by one playing in my head like a movie reel. I realised for the first time in my life how important I actually was. Throwing on clothes and a satchel of supplies, I headed outside into the crisp, early morning air. The sun rose before my very eyes; the same sun that had set on the world I had lived in my dreams. I was determined not to let my dreams come into fruition. But knowing what was going to happen now means the rules have changed and the people I once knew may not be the same. Even I have changed in ways vastly different to my previous self. Perhaps now I could prevent the end of the world.
Only select species of Pokémon have the chance to be a catalyst and even within those species, it is very rare for a Catalyst to exist. Like their Human counterparts, Catalysts cannot shift between the Contemporary Realm and the Aether Realm but it is heavily suspected that they live in both Realms simultaneously. They essentially act as the fulcrum for their Human counterparts to both enter and exit the Aether Realm. Catalyst are said to be the ‘other half’ of a Shifter’s soul, and as such it is by this connection that Shifters and Catalysts can find each other. Catalysts are often very loyal and very protective of their Shifter and will do anything to protect them. Catalysts are usually born at the same time as their Shifter but sometimes no more than one day before or after.
This is the act where a select person (called a Shifter) uses his/her Pokémon (called a Catalyst) as a fulcrum to essentially shift from the Contemporary Realm into the Aether Realm and back. When shifting, a Shifter’s consciousness is moved from the Contemporary Realm where it would otherwise permanently exist, to the Aether Realm. In the Aether Realm, normal people are seen as ghostly images, speculated as ‘souls’ whilst a Shifter sees their body and other Shifters’ bodies as what they would be like in the Contemporary Realm. Shifting is seen as the only way (currently) to get from one realm to the other, excluding the portal to the Distortion World in Turnback Cave, Sinnoh.
Shifters are people, who with the help of a Pokémon know as a “Catalyst”, can shift between the Contemporary Realm and the Aether Realm. They are very rare and make up less than 1% of the world’s total population. Shifters usually become aware of their powers at the age of fifteen, and this usually involves a shift into the Aether Realm with their Catalyst. Sifters are usually born at the same time as their Catalyst but no more than one day before or after. Unlike Catalysts, Shifters only exist in the one realm, using their shifting abilities to jump from one realm to the other.
The Call; or the act of Calling is the instance where a Shifter sends a message through the Aether Realm to other Shifters out there. The Call can be received in the Aether Realm and in the Contemporary Realm but can only be sent from the Aether Realm. If not directed specifically to someone (by visualising them with the Shifters mind whilst sending them call), it ends up spreading throughout the Aether Realm (much like ripples on a lake when a stone is dropped in the water). Catalysts are usually the ones who catch the signal transmission due to their simultaneous existence in both realms, and act as transceivers; catching the signal of the call and transmitting it to their human through the bond that they share. This transmitting is usually done through both Catalyst and Shifter locking eyes. The Call can come in different forms; for most it is a series of images relating to the message, but for some individuals I can be different.
The Origin Blade:
A weapon of myth suggested to be crafted from pieces of the elemental plates of Arceus; it retains to ability to severely injure legendary Pokemon, not to the point of death, but to a state where they are close to dying. Only a single Shifter possess’ the ability to wield this object at any given time. A mythic weapons such as this is lost to the annals of history; its location unknown to even the most powerful of Pokemon. Myths also state that after it was created and used, it was split apart into seventeen pieces that were scattered across the world in time and space.
An ability only available to one Shifter at a time, it allows the possessor to walk where no other Shifter can; Death. Very difficult to master, yet incredibly powerful, the user can walk through the Death Realm without having previously died and without harm to themselves or their Catalyst. The ability itself requires immense amounts of power from the user, meaning that this ability can take a huge toll on that person; something that shouldn’t be done often. Despite this fact, the Death Walker is perhaps one of the most important Shifters.
Another ability that can only be possessed by one Shifter at any given time, it allows the possessor the ability to looking into both the Contemporary and Aether Realm simultaneously. Gained as if by accident but entirely coincidental; the ability can drive people mad. By concentrating through one eye, the user can see through either realm depending on which eye is in which, however if not concentrating the user can see both at the same time, more often than not causing problems in movement and sight.
This realm exists close to our conscious Contemporary Realm. It mostly exists as a grey, hazy world where buildings and nature become transparent and shimmering, ghostly images of people and Pokémon appear; this is speculated to be their Spirit, hence the name of the realm. There is no weather in the Aether Realm, this includes wind. Pokémon known as Catalysts are said to live in both the Contemporary Realm and Aether Realm simultaneous but this too is highly speculated. When moving from the Human Realm to the Aether Realm, Shifters take their bodies with them meaning that when they Shift out of the Aether Realm into the Human Realm, they effectively teleport somewhere else. There is no sound in the Aether Realm however it has been noted that both Pokémon and humans can talk in this realm through some sort of telekinesis. It has been speculated that in some cases, people have been able to converse with their Pokémon, however there is no evidence to back this theory up. It is sometimes confused with the Distortion World of Giratina, due to its oddly different environment, but it is something completely different.
The realm that we see around us; this realm holds our consciousness’ as well as our physical bodies. Here is where humanity and Pokémon have flourished and lived. Most people here are not able to shift between the realms; possibly even less than 1% of the world’s population can ‘shift’ into other dimensions or possesses knowledge of other existing dimensions. The Contemporary Realm is where our physical bodies exist, whereas the Aether Realm is said to be where our ‘souls’ exist, moving in relation to where our physical bodies move. When travelling to the Aether Realm, a Shifter’s body is thought to go into some sort of ‘Limbo”, waiting for the Shifter to reappear which is effectively teleportation.
A dark and lonely realm that is only accessible to the dead and Death Walker is where both Pokemon and Human souls come to rest. Shrouded in thick pitch blackness with no light to speak of, the realm is home to millions of dead souls that wander the endless emptiness. Only a Death Walker may come to this realm and ultimately return, but their soul is a beacon for those lost souls wandering aimlessly so swiftness is essential. If a Death Walker stays down here for too long, they will wear the penalty upon returning to the Contemporary Realm.
Oh. My. Kami-sama. <3 We need to get Zamorak to start RPing again so we could (quite possibly) get the whole group.
Name: Miharu Mizushima
Physical: Miharu has straight, black hair that reaches up to her shoulders. How she wears her hair depends on the situation; down for casual, in a ponytail for sports/walking, and held up in a bun with chopsticks for battling (physically or pokemonwise). Miharu also has black, almond shaped eyes which turn into slits when she grins heavily. She weighs about 110lbs and is about 5'6". She is Japanese and looks like it too, obviously. Miharu has fairly developed muscles from traveling around and practicing martial arts. She does have quite a number of scars though, the worst on her back which is a multitude of small cuts. She does not have any tattoos, however.
Clothing: What Miharu wears is usually dependant to the weather/season. She usually wears a plain, black t-shirt and a black cargo pant, as black is her favourite colour. However, she can mix in the occasional blue and sometimes even red. She usually does not wear any skirts or dresses, not because she hates them when in fact she actually doesn't mind them, it is because it usually hard to maneuver in a dress/skirt and because if she kicked someone, she could very well flash them. She also wears black, Chinese styled flats that are easy to maneuver around in, like the rest of her clothes. It also helps her to walk silently. She does not wear any jewelry.
Miharu is usually a jokester at heart, almost always seen with a grin on her face. However, she is completely sarcastic and snarky to extremes, which can allow her to gain friends or enemies. However, she is a fairly good liar and manipulator.
She had an interest of psychology at a young age and tried to read other people along her journey. However, she can only get a basic idea of their personality, and it may not always be correct.
She usually doesn’t like to show weakness and will, most likely, not accept help unless she is dying. And even then, she’s hesitant. It isn’t because she’s prideful; it’s just because she doesn’t want to feel like a burden to anyone.
If the situation calls for it, she can be completely straight faced and not crack any jokes. This usually only happens under RARE occasions.
During battles, she is quite ingenious, able to think of tactics that most people feel that are "out of the box". Sometimes, she taunts her opponent to anger, which makes them sloppy and rash. During battles of any sort, her wit becomes sharper, her sarcasm becomes greater, her jokes (and amazingly lame puns) appear more often, and she is usually only focused on the battling. She feels that she truly comes to live during battles, physical or pokemon.
However, due to her martial arts training, she will never try to strike an opponent first. Sure, she may annoy someone to the point of them being murderous, but she will never throw the first punch. Due to this, she can keep her temper. Well, unless human stupidity and ignorance shows itself. She also has quite the addiction of TV Tropes and the lingo sometimes, most of the time, will appear in her dialogue. She also likes to make references to some books, movies, and TV Shows. She usually likes to make references to Psych and Avatar: The Last Airbender.
She is also quite neutral on everything and really doesn't care about much. She's more of a "go with the flow" type of person. However, she will state her opinions if she feels that everyone else's is wack and it is going to get people killed.
Miharu was born in the town of Pallet (xD) in Kanto to a single mum. Her father ran out of the family before she was even born and when Miharu found him...well, let's say that he's lying in a ditch somewhere and leave it at that. Her mother was the greatest mum Miharu could ever wish for. She was supportive, loving, kind, and taught Miharu well...until she died when Miharu was ten. Having an Espeon hang with her since birth, Miharu left to go on her pokemon journey to the farthest region out there; Unova.
Unova was quite strange to her. Although she had glanced at maps before (and as such, knew where to go), she had never seen any pictures and such. Being born in a fairly small town, seeing all of the large cities, at first, made her extremely disoriented as she kept trying to remember everything and to take in everything. It gave her a huge headache, but soon she got used to the cities. Capturing quite a few pokemon (understatement), Miharu defeated all the gyms in Unova. When she made it to the tournament afterward, she managed to get in the top thirty-two, good for her age of eleven.
After this, she moved onto Sinnoh. Sinnoh was Miharu's favorite region to go through as she met Cynthia. Between her seventh and eighth badge, she managed to chance a meeting upon Cynthia, the champion of Sinnoh. They sparred, and, obviously, Cynthia won. However, they became close friends after that, still talking to each other and sparring occasionally. She went on to the tournament. She managed to make it to the top sixteen, but lost to another trainer.
Hearing of her achievements and her friendship with Cynthia, she received an invitation to a tournament in the Almia region. She accepted and battled her way through tough eliminations. She managed to make it through to the finals, having to face Cynthia. However, the night before, a terror struck the tournament. An army of Rotoms were causing mayhem and destruction. Miharu managed to stumble upon their leader, a shiny Gengar (Nightmare). They fought immediately. Most of Miharu's pokemon were at the Pokemon Center, the only one with her was Toxicroak, but it wasn't a really good match-up. Nightmare had super-effective attacks, while Toxicroak's best attacks were easily dodged. Nightmare, charging up for a Shadow Ball, suddenly aimed towards Miharu. Toxicroak was quick and was able to take the blow instead, but slamming into Miharu and making them hit parts of the walls that got tear up from the fight, which is where the multitudes of the scars on her back are from. Somehow, a master ball Miharu got from Cynthia managed to clip out of her belt and rolled over to the gleeful Nightmare. Nightmare, too happy in his win, didn't see the master ball until it clicked onto his feet and captured him. Both Miharu and Toxicroak were losing blood fast. Miharu, remaining consciousness, was able to call Cynthia who teleported to where they were, using one of her pokemon. Seeing what happened, Cynthia quickly took everyone to the pokemon center/hospital. As both Toxicroak and Miharu were recovering from their injuries, the finals were postponed. Miharu got better, but it took Toxicroak a longer time for healing. Miharu left for to battle in the finals. Due to pain that Miharu had, she didn’t manage to knock off any of Cynthia’s Pokemon, which is worse than her usual knocking down two of Cynthia’s Pokemon during sparring. Cynthia frowned, then noticing that something was off with Miharu. It ended up that her stitches were torn and she had to go back to the hospital. Cynthia visited Miharu and told Miharu that Miharu would have done better if she was in full health. Miharu shook her head, disagreeing. Cynthia shrugged, and left. After Toxicroak fully healed, Miharu left for Hoenn.
Hoenn was pretty much the region where Miharu tried to be the best trainer she could be to Nightmare. They had quite a lot of wacky adventures together, getting into weird situations (having models attack them, accidentally stumbling onto dead bodies more than once, etc.). Miharu went and beat all of the gym leaders, but decided not to go to the tournament at the end of the league. Instead, she went to the Battle Frontier and proceeded to beat all of the Brains there. After that, she decided to go to Johto.
Johto was only one region away from home; and the two regions were connected. Johto was a bit more rural than Kanto, but it still felt reminiscent to home. This was also when she found out about Nightmare's life. Nightmare was originally a shiny, due to being “special”. He was also one of the weakest Gastlys. However, that changed when a team of scientists captured the whole pack of Gasltys and Haunters. They were all experimented on, trying to get them to evolve into the next level without leveling up, or without trading, as well as giving them the ability to talk. However, Nightmare was the only one that survived out of all of the Gastlys and Haunters captured. When he was a Gengar, he managed to learn Hyper Beam, which allowed him to break through the cage and escape. Nightmare, before escaping, was able to destroy the machines, but apparently not kill any of the people. He laid low for a few days, before heading off to Almia, where he lived before being captured by the scientists. Then Nightmare battled Miharu and got captured. During Johto, they got wind of a group of scientists doing the same experiment. Nightmare, enraged, went to the compound. Miharu followed. It ended up being the same team of scientists that experimented on Nightmare before. They were both captured as the rest of Miharu’s pokemon were at the pokemon center at the time and were going to be experimented on, when Bishamon realized that he was unable to get in contact with Miharu. Bishamon managed to track Miharu down psychically, along with the other four of her pokemon, and they launched attacks on the lab. As one of their attacks hit the power source that powered Nightmare’s and Miharu’s cages, Nightmare was able to phase through the bars of the cage and broke Miharu out. The head scientist, enraged that his experiment was going to fail again, tried to kill them. However, Nightmare killed the head scientist. They were able to fight their way out and accidentally exploded the building, killing everyone who was inside and destroying the equipment. However, after this, she decided not to do the Indigo League. She decided to save it for after Kanto.
Kanto was the region in which she met her only legendary; Mewtwo. Mewtwo she met in the Cerulean Cave. After defeating Misty for her second Kanto gym badge, Miharu went on to travel the Cerulean Cave. She managed to make it through to the end when she saw Mewtwo. Mewtwo immediately attacked, knocking Miharu into a wall where she managed to slam her head to the wall and passed out. She woke up to dripping water and remembered what had happened, She quickly got up, ignoring the throb of her head, and checked the surroundings. Mewtwo was gone. Still having some free time before the Indigo League, Miharu traveled a bit throughout Kanto. She had managed to take down an uprising criminal group that had slowly becoming amongst the likes of Team Rocket, Team Aqua, Team Magma, Team Galactic, and Team Plasma. However, she managed to miss the leader. The leader, enraged, sent an assassin after Miharu with the projects they were working on. The assassin tracked Miharu down to Mt. Silver in where they battled it out. The assassin used normal pokemon that Miharu was able to defeat with ease...Until the assassin brought out mind controlled Salamance and Garchomp that could not feel any pain. Miharu was losing, and losing badly. Soon, it was just Nightmare, Miharu, and Sei left. Miharu fought the assassin head on, physically, while Sei fought off Garchomp and Nightmare fought off Salamance. Miharu noticed that Salamance and Garchomp didn't respond as well when the assassin was distracted and pushed her advantage. However, the assassin managed to get in a good blow that stopped Miharu for a few seconds, allowing the assassin to pin Miharu to the ground and put a knife to her throat, deciding against using the knife, and started to choke her. Seeing Miharu in trouble, Nightmare was able to defeat Salamance with a well-placed, good luck, Metronome, while Sei still fought off Garchomp. Nightmare Shadow Balled the assassin off of Miharu. The assassin, seeing that the Shadow Ball would kill her if she was still on Miharu, stopped choking Miharu and was able to dodge the Shadow Ball. As Miharu tried to breath, she managed to notice two black jewels on one of the assassin's earrings. She managed to rasp out an order; Nightmare to start attacking Garchomp so Sei would be able to take and give the two black stones to her. They both followed their orders well, and the two black jewels were in Miharu's hand. She smashed them before the assassin could stop her, and Garchomp suddenly ran away from Nightmare and sliced the assassin as Salamance ripped the assassin with his claws. The two black jewels were the project; like how Kyogre and Groundon were controlled by the Red and Blue jewel, the two black jewels would be able to help them to control Garchomp and Salamance, except in a fact that they could not feel pain. However, since they could feel pain now, the Garchomp and Salamance immediately passed out after killing the assassin. Miharu managed to contact Bishamon and then Miharu was sent to the hospital, her Pokemon, as well as the Garchomp and Salamance, were sent to a pokemon center, and after an overnight stay, she was allowed to leave. After this was when Miharu shifted for the first time at the age of fifteen. Miharu had this weird feeling, although she, at first, thought it was just something she ate, but it ended up being the telltale signs of her shifting to the Aether Realm. When she got there, both Sei and her figured out that they could hear each other telepathically and that her pokeballs were gone. Not trusting the new place, Miharu stayed in one spot before having the feeling again and coming back to the place she left. This time, she put her pokemon in the PC box, aside from Sei, and tried to get the feeling again. It worked, and she was sent back to the Aether Realm. This time, she went exploring. When they finally came out, instead of being in Kanto, she was in Unova. Scowling at the trouble, she contacted Bishamon telepathically (which she can do with only her psychic pokemon, but not Sei) and asked to be teleported back to Kanto. Two weeks after that was the Indigo League. Miharu managed to win the tournament, and then proceeded to go against the Elite Four and the Champion. She beat the Elite Four with ease and then it came down to the Champion VS Miharu. Each of them had one pokemon left, Sei and Venusaur, starter VS starter. Sei, however, after defeating three of the champion’s Pokemon on her own, was too tired to defeat Venusaur, and as such, Miharu lost.
After this defeat, she has been training on Mt. Silver for the past two years. She had managed to see Red once, but they didn’t really talk to each other.
RP Sample: (Taken from Humanum Familiares; Just realized I forgot this, lol.)
"...However I'm unsure how they recognised our precense already...They could only have realised that if something was approaching from the air..." Emil shot a sneering glance at Miharu.
Miharu rolled her eyes as ice needles appeared in her hands. "Dude, we were barely off the ground. We were a few INCHES off the ground. Kaida's just amazing like that. Plus, they probably knew that people would be coming after the princess. She is the princess after all."
However, Emil could not respond as the soldiers were right on them. Miharu threw her ice needles with startling accuracy, each of them hitting pressure points that would cause them to lose conciseness. A few attempted to surround her before they fell to the ground from the scary aim of her ice needles. Then, a barrage of arrows came and hit a dragon and quite a few of the guards. However, by the time that the arrows came, all of the guards that had tried to attack her, thinking her of the weakest link, were all on the ground, to be knocked out for eight hours.
Miharu nodded, smirking. She noticed a movement out of the corner of her eye and saw that it was a kid. It also seemed that "Mist" saw it as well and shot the kid in the leg. Miharu winced. Didn't anyone knew that one at least took a second to assess the "threat" before shooting?
Like "Mist", Miharu's blood boiled at the obvious mistreatment. She growled at Emil who offered to kill the boy. It was the first time that she had lost her temper, ever. Although it would usually be cute on girls, it was just ferocious and slightly scary on Miharu.
She walked closely to Kiroku, inspecting him for injuries. She noticed a few scratches, but it seemed that that was all the injuries that Kiroku sustained. When they reached the cave, as others started the fire, she dragged Kiroku a bit away.
"Let me bandage those scratches," Miharu stated.
Kiroku looked ready to argue, but with a look from Miharu, he did not say anything.
Miharu grabbed some bandages from her pocket and tied it around his scratches.
"I am not sure what affect potions would have on you," she murmured softly, "so I would rather not try to give you potions if that is alright with you. We should probably test this later with the school nurse."
Kiroku nodded and soon, Miharu was done with the bandages.
Kiroku whistled appreciatively at the bindings. "How'd you get so good?"
Miharu shrugged. "Sometimes potions were hard to come by. Bandages were the best I could come up with at some times." It would be bad for the family image if they had to buy so many potions for their daughter, after all. Plus, when she lived on the streets, potions were much too expensive to buy for the smallest injuries, so she learned how to tie bandages well pretty fast.
They both came close the campfire as the secretary gave her name. They both listened fairly quietly, until Emil asked, "What do you make of this...boy?"
Miharu hmmed. "Why the pause before boy? Really, you nobles are such arseholes." Never mind the fact that she was still technically a noble, but still... "I am quite stuck between that he could be a spy, or that he could really just be a mistreated child. Since I really would not like to mistreat children, I would just say that we should probably not talk about our plans around him, but still keep him around and keep a watch on him. If he does seem to be a spy...Well, we should probably incapacitate him. Not kill him, but make him knocked out for about eight hours, which is something I can do with pressure points. However, we should probably treat that gunshot wound so it does not become infected. The cave will not help matters anyways."
Miharu stood up and knelt to the kid, Ben. She was glad that he was asleep, then he would not have to feel the pain. She checked his leg carefully. Luckily, there was an exit wound, so she wouldn't have to take out the bullet. It also didn't seem to hit a huge artery and with his age, he probably would not bleed to death due to the fact that the vein probably clotted already. All the same, he could be infected and that would be terrible. Miharu cleaned the wound and bandaged it, making sure that he would not wake up. When she was done, she went back to the "circle" around the campfire.
Personality: Sei is the serious one out of the two. She is extremely logical and sane, as with Miharu, you can either join her in her level of insanity, or go really sane. She really doesn't like to think of the impossible, believing things that cannot be explained by scientifc reasons should not exist. However, she has become more open due to hanging out with Miharu for all of her life and the fact of the two realms.
I'm sorry Michaela, but this is Denied.
It looks like I am going to have to clear some things up.
1) Your Catalyst is your ONLY Pokemon.
2) Your Catalyst knows all the moves a Pokemon of its species would know normally, its not restricted to four.
3) Also include in your history your characters first travel to the Aether Realm, around the age of fifteen, and their if/if not subsequent travels there.
Also, your Catalyst would be your first Pokemon, being born around the same time as you as well as being around you a short time after.
Whhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?! OMG, YOU DID REMAKE IT!!!
...Although, I couldn't help but see that Kris was the most mangled of all... hurtful ;~; Lol, I'm kidding (Kinda) ;3
Reserve me for Kris and Dusk (Umbreon) again please! I'll begin my SU as soon as possible!
EDIT: Also, Ichiro, would we be able to put other Pokemon in our History, but not actually use them? It'd make more sense... History wise I guess.
@Michaela - Pfft, how'd you forget all of this already? ;P
Oh, and would I be able to break the fourth wall again? X3 Lulz
I shall edit it, Ichiro!
Fixed, I shall assume. And assume I shall.
Well then!! Definitely coming back to this!! <:
If possible I'd like to reserve a spot, unless you already have people targeted to play characters.
"I just let my Focus Shift" - Sign Up
I remember looking at the original Focus Shift, and I'd love to type up an SU... but I don't know if I'd have the time to fit this in with the rest of my life, and wouldn't want to drag it down... I'll think about this.
If you could squeeze me in, that would be great. Working on a SU now. Just have to write up a decent history X___X
Dude pleaaaase waiit, I got an SU comin up. I shall add to my old one, and throw some new stuff in there
Basically it will be new, reeeaaaallly newww
Guys, there is no need to reserve, places are open to whoever wishes to join.
@Skymin: Looking good, just waiting for the rest of it.
@Nakuzami: The appearance is a little short, but ACCEPTED.
>Name: Anthony Stagg
Physical: From top to bottom, Anthony sits at around six foot two inches, just a little above average. He is quite well built, weighing something close to ninety kilograms, however this weight is largely muscle mass from constant training, what little fat he has left is minuscule. He has an angular face, defined more so by the short beard lining his jaw, coming down from his side burns and ending in a point on his chin. His hair is jet black, yet is cropped military style in a disliking of long hair stretching back to when he was a child. His eyes are a deep, ice-cold blue that look deep, but at the same time menacing and piercing. His white teeth make his smile look wider on the odd occasions that he does smile. His skin is a fairly toned white, having spent most of his life outside, training and exploring.
Clothing:Anthony's wardrobe is not one full of many colourful clothes. Partially due to his slight inability to see the full spectrum of colours, but also due to the fact that black, white and grey are the easiest colours to blend together, his wardrobe consists of many clothes in these shades. As far as shirts go, Anthony wears a plain dark grey long-sleeved shirt beneath a buttoned black shirt. Many of his clothes contain no brands, slogans or pictures, since Anthony prefers the plain colours which allow him to blend in more. Over top of his grey shirt is an unbuttoned black shirt that has long sleeves as well and a thin hood which he let's sit over top of the black leather jacket he wears often. When it gets cold, Anthony will button up his shirt then zip up his leather jacket, but never does he pull up the hood of his shirt - a little quirk he has.
Due to the paleness of his legs when contrasted to the rest of his body, Anthony prefers to wear pants. On quite formal occasions, he will wear a pair of straight cut jeans, and in casual occasions, his jeans are boot cut. His preference for these two sizes being that he can move his legs more, in case the time for defence was needed, or so he could run away. On a more personal side, he dislikes the comfort and feel of 'tighter' cut jeans. Apart from jeans, he does possess several pairs of black pants as well as black work pants alongside a couple of pairs of cargo pants, however these pare mostly in varying shades of grey. He also has a pair of black parachute pants, something he does not wear often, yet still likes to wear.
As far as shoes go, he wears a pair of black leather work shoes, which he finds annoying and uncomfortable, however they are part of the uniform for his work. When not working, he wears either a dark brown pair or black pair of cross trekkers, all dependant on what he his wearing at the time. To suit the colour scheme, all his socks are either white, black or grey.
As far as accessories go, Anthony wears a silver analogue watch on his right hand, despite being right handed. A pointed labret piercing points out from below his lip in the centre; his one and only piercing.
Knowing what has happened and that the events that have transpired in an Alternate Version of the Earth has changed Anthony in many ways and now he is quite different to the Anthony that allowed the world to burn. Seeing his friends and comrades die before his very eyes has made Anthony much more protective of those he holds close to his heart and considers friends. The team that he hopes to build up this time he intends to keep together and in one piece; the split that had happened before had led to their downfall and make sure that they don’t end up the way they had.
The one thing that lets Anthony down is his low tolerance for people who anger him. For an unknown reason, he dislikes greatly people whom act sarcastic towards him and try to take the mickey out of him. Possibly stemming from what he has seen and experienced, he takes things a lot more seriously that what his Alternate counterpart has. His supposed sense of humour has seemed to be replaced by a more serious side to him.
However because of what he has seen, he has more regard for life and safety. Because of the danger of their current situation, Anthony likes to make sure they have at least a little fun on their travels and some time to relax to actually enjoy life; however short it might be for them. Despite the gravity of their situation, having some time to relax means that they will be able to do a better job than what has previously happened.
In the face of adversity, Anthony’s main habit is to make sure that his friends and companions get to safety first and then flee rather than stand and fight. The last time they had stood to fight they had not been prepared and had lost everything. Preparation, logical thinking and planning take precedence over haste and direness in Anthony’s mind. Although they do have a limited time to save the world, Anthony would rather take a little longer to be prepared and win, than to run in half prepared and lose.
Anthony is also very dedicated towards achieving his goal. The fact that he has failed has not only angered Anthony, but spurred him to do better than what was done last time. Failure is something that Anthony does not take likely, and even though it is not this Anthony has failed, he still feels responsible for failing as it was another version of himself. Since a young child, he has beaten himself up about even small things that he has failed at; something as big as saving the world is one thing he could not live down.
>Personality: Pitch is incredibly faithful and protective of Anthony. Sharing a connection with Anthony, she understands from their emotional link together that Shifter and Catalyst possess about the severity of the situation. She has always looked out for Anthony, ever since they met when he was barely crawling, and has gone from being a mother to him, to an elder sister and now the equivalent of a partner. She would fight beside him to the end, and no matter what he said, would never leave his side willingly.
I take it that this means Atlantis Arising is dead in the water? Or is that still happening in the near future? X___X
Also a few questions:
1) Is our Cataylst our only Pokemon or did we get more than one if we want it?
2) Will one of us be the Death Walker and the one with Dual Vision or will those be NPCs?
^ New to Focus Shift so pardon the newbness
Anyway, here is the newest version of Lyle Murphy. This is 3.0 and my favorite one so far, but I may make some changes as I finished this rather late in my local time. Enjoy. I'll change anything if I need to.
EDIT: RP Sample is in there. Not my greatest work, but it is the most recent.
Name: Lyle Dunne Murphy
->Physical: Lyle is of Caucasian descent and his qualities seem to match rather well, all things considered. Lyle's skin is rather pale, with very minimal tanning on his arms and lower legs. Lyle is rather tall standing at around 6 feet tall and has a well rounded athletic build with a defined but not physically intimidating muscular structure which puts at a modest 175 pounds. The muscle development is complete with each group of muscles featuring solid development and flexibility.
Lyle has long wavy unkempt brown hair that reaches his shoulders with the bangs brushing across his face. While he usually keeps his hair out of his face, he has grown increasingly lazy about the whole ordeal and lets it fall naturally as a means of covering a scar right above his left eye that stretches from his hairline down through his eyebrow, barely missing the eye itself. His eyes, while rather small, are a warm blue and are quite inviting. He keeps himself clean-shaven as much as possible and as such maintains a youthful face, making him appear younger than he really is and possibly more attractive (if that is your kind of thing). The most noticeable trait is that Lyle's nose appears of have been broken several times in the past and never healed properly, leaving the bridge of his nose more prominent and larger than most. He has several wounds on his face, in which he has bandaged to the best of his ability. A piece of tape lies the across his nose and another piece of medical tape lies on his right cheek.
->Clothing: Lyle's style is fairly typical of poor young adult seeking employment. Lyle has never bothered to ask anyone for money to buy new clothing from the local store. As such, much of Lyle's wardrobe is old and faded but manages to maintain some degree of style. In general, he wears dark colored shirts, usually dark blue, black and green, with abstract designs such as logos or even video game references. He is also fond of button down shirts of lighter colors to compliment his darker t-shirts. Lyle is never seen without a pair of old faded blue jeans with several rips to add "character" to his otherwise normal pair of pants. Lyle is also found of wearing boots, usually of the Timberland brand of various shades of gray, as they are useful for numerous purposes. Usually a leather belt is present to keep them from falling as well, but he has failed to purchase a stylish buckle. Lyle often wears a black motorcycle racing jacket with white and red accents over his shirts, merely for style as he believes it makes him look badass.
Lyle has a few notable accessories. A avid boxer, Lyle has his hands taped with white tape out of habit in case any random moments to "train" come up. Old earbuds can be frequently seen playing some indie rock song out of his hand me down Mp3 player. The most sacred and unique accessory is a silver locket hanging around his neck. With a floral design on its cover, inside a picture of a young beautiful blonde woman with serene blue eyes that match Lyle's own warm eyes.
Personality: Lyle can be best described as someone who is apathetic, aloof, selfish and above all self centered. In his mind, he is first and last and caring for himself is the most important priority. As such, Lyle carries himself as detached from the world, only concerning himself with things that directly affect him in some way or form. Lyle is uncaring in the way that if his needs are taken care of, then the day was successful. He does not see a problem with his as he firmly believes in the notion of the survival of the fittest and that everyone else is as self concerned as him. Because of this warped world view, Lyle is overwhelmingly pessimistic seeing the worst in the world and people together. To him, there is no bright side to any problem. He keeps himself distant and separated from the outside world, believing his detachment keeps him from caring for anyone and experience the pain of betrayal.
Another side to Lyle's pessimism is that he is slow to trust others to the point that is virtually impossible. Lyle receives people poorly and converses with the verbal skills of a wall. Being socially awkward, Lyle is slow to make friends (if such a feat is possible). This is primarily because Lyle is not a natural speaker and often "turns off" people with his morbid, bitter speech and overall lack of confidence. What Lyle considers humor is raw sarcasm. What he considers honesty is bitterness. What Lyle considers an innocent greeting is "What do you want?". What Lyle considers chit chat is a demand of one's purpose of speaking to him. He much rather to the point than invest in small talk. He handles conversations with objectivity, as he views time as a valuable resource. To those who can stand him and actually break the wall he builds separating the outside world and himself, Lyle opens to them and trusts them completely. He becomes fiercely loyal and protective of his loved ones.
However, Lyle lacks confidence in many areas. He continually compares himself to others and develops the notion he will never quite be good enough, whatever this may imply. This is further supported by his inferiority complex in comparison to his brother, who his parents heralded as perfect. Lyle, regardless of this complex, has some shred of confidence, selling himself short. He is adept critical thinker with exceptional skill in problem solving. He is intelligent, even if he claims otherwise. In this regard, Lyle is humble.
Lyle values independence and freedom; though this can be interpreted as childish rebelliousness. Since leaving his childhood home at the age of 18 (and returning only for the occasional visit), Lyle has enjoyed the ability to live on his own terms. These terms are typical of that of a young adult: Selfish, irresponsible, carefree, chaotic and without any sense of inhibition. Lyle actively smokes, drinks and experiments with anything that piques his interest. He enjoys trying new things, especially new types of food being glutinous to a fault. This indirectly leads to him greedy as he desires money to invest in his new interests.
Lyle suffers from two great faults. The first of these faults is short temper. Small things irk him greatly and he finds himself blowing up of out anger all too commonplace. These outbursts rarely turn violent, though on occasion he has knocked a man out. His second great fault is his "Daddy issues." Lyle's relationship with his dad is terrible at best and has left him with a unrequited issues. The problems are more complex than a simple "I hate my father" kind of thing and have sunk deeper into a general dislike for authority and refusal to accept guidance from male figures. He responds better to women and their opinions likely because of a positive association with female figures and a negative one with males.
History: Lyle was born to a young lower middle class family from the city of Icirrus in Unova in the heart of the winter. His mother's name was Elizabeth and his father's name was Charles, or Charlie as his friends called him. They were a young couple, no older than 25 when Lyle was born and they thought it was the beginning of a great life together. Lyle has a perfect synthesis of the two, with his father's hair and sharp features and his mother's deep blue eyes and warm smile. However, reality struck Charlie hard and in the matter of a few weeks he abruptly left Elizabeth alone with her child. She would learn later that Charlie quickly found himself a new room in the Castelian City Jail. This sudden shift in her husband's demeanor shocked the young mother but accepted life's new challenge and took on the responsibility of raising Lyle all by herself.
They moved to the city of Driftveil where Elizabeth accepted a number of jobs when she was able. The people know she was a single working mother and offered aid whenever possible, but she rejected them every time hopeful that when Charlie was released she would return to the family. Elizabeth worked as many as 3 jobs at a single time doing them with incredible diligence while raising Lyle with unrivaled love and care. Even when exhausted she would tell him stories with the masterful skill of an author or draw with him like an artist. Some asked where she got the time and energy to do this. She only smiled.
5 years had passed. Charlie found himself in jail after a failed parole attempt, once again leaving Elizabeth alone. It seemed though that time was not on their side this time. Elizabeth began to slow down and while her beautiful features remained, her energy seemed to disappear. Her smile was timeless, but there was much effort spent to do so. Her health entered a steep decline. She spread herself quite thin, working multiple jobs to pay the bills, live a safe part of the city and tend to her precious child. In the matter of a few weeks, she went from dancing her toddler to lying in a hospital bed. She died with a smile, living her life with no regrets.
Custody of Lyle was turned over to Elizabeth's older brother, Raymond. He was a self made man, owning a business in Nimbasa City. He lived in the suburbs of Castelia City with his pregnant wife, Lucy, and his only son Neil who was about 2 years older than Lyle. A daughter, Arya, was born shortly later Lyle's introduction but despite this sudden turn of events for Raymond's family he was received well. For him, he moved from one loving family to another, though with a eerie and depressing funeral in between. Lyle was not completely ignorant to the reality that his dear mother had passed away, over the course of the next few years up until his age of maturity he realized his mother died for his benefit. For that, he loved her more than anything in the world.
As mentioned before, Lyle's new home welcomed him with warm open arms. He considered Raymond and Lucy loving guardians and called Neil and Arya his brother and sister. He played various games with Neil frequently until they began attending school and even began to raise an Eevee together, though it immediately clung to Lyle more for unknown reasons, forcing Raymond to get another Pokemon for Neil some time later. Lyle, despite being a child, also helped in the raising of Arya (more so than his brother, in fact) though he was guilty of dropping her a few times by mistake causing Lucy to giggle before kissing Arya's wounds. The bonds between them grew strong and it was truly as if Lyle was a child of Lucy and Raymond.
Bonds, however, can be broken or at the very least weakened by the force of time. As the "siblings" grew up and attended classes in middle school, gaps grew between them for various reasons. Neil grew into an ambitious overachiever, earning high marks in all his classes and even evolving into quite the athlete. Arya became a frail sickly young girl that needed constant attention and eventually needed to be home schooled by various tutors. Lyle became lost in shuffle and suffered from middle child syndrome, often being forgotten due to Neil's accomplishments and Arya's needs. Neglect became a common hobby of his "parents" even if it was not intentional. It did not help that Lyle's social awkwardness and overall pessimistic, buzkill personality did not earn many friends to the point that was never truly a point in which Lyle had a best friend outside of his family or Jewel, his Eevee. Neil did his best to maintain a good relationship with Lyle if he found the time to do so. Though it was around this time an throughout most of highschool that Lyle developed a closer bond with Jewel, his Eevee he got many years back and Arya, his little sister. Lyle found himself helping Arya whenever possible as she seemed genuinely happy whenever Lyle was around, never treating him like an outsider. They would go to the park or to the mall in their free time and waste hours simply talking. Jewel, the Eevee, always came on these trips appearing to keep an eye on the two like a guard dog.
While the combined efforts of Jewel and Arya subdued Lyle's behavior a fair deal, it would not stop him from acting out completely. Yearning for attention in his high school days, Lyle found himself becoming increasingly rebellious. It started off innocent enough. The occasional outburst at a teacher, a scuffle during gym class, and the publicized argument with his peers. Then it involved into accusations of stealing, smoking on campus and fights with his fellow students. Unable to reason with Lyle effectively, Raymond decided to attempt to reason Lyle the best he could giving the boy more responsibilities and attention. It was only a band-aid.
When Lyle was 15, he experienced his first shift. It was a few months following his birthday and only a few days after Jewel had evolved into an Espeon during one of their morning runs through the woods fighting off wild Pokemon. The dream was odd in every way, as if Lyle was teleported to another world. It was immersive, yet frightening. Unique yet eerie. Exciting yet daunting. Lyle could not rid himself of the imagery of the dream and shared with his family. He was immediately deemed insane.
Lucy was not ready to send Lyle to a mental hospital as Raymond quickly deduced was the best option for Lyle's health, believing he was once again yearning for some sort of attention. She listened to Lyle and tried to act as a mother, practically acknowledging the unintentional and spotty neglect. The two grew closer and spent many days with Arya together, while Raymond played favoritism with Neil his favorite hobby.
One year later, Lyle was to meet his father for the first time in many years. Charlie and Lyle's relationship was strained to say the least. Lucy had fed Lyle a fair amount of propaganda (for lack of a better word) that his father was a terrible man for the most part. A failure of a Pokemon trainer in his youth and a struggling self promoter in his young adulthood, Charlie had always been on the wrong side of the law. Following Lyle's birth, he sunk back into his old habits and turned back to drugs, alcohol and crime as a coping mechanism for the newfound stress of being a parent. Lyle had visited Charlie several times with Raymond and Lucy always at his side and Charlie would always attempt to make small talk to reestablish a relationship as if to atone for Elizabeth's death. It was readily apparent he had blamed himself for her death but as Lyle grew older and more judgmental (as well as more aware of the circumstances of his childhood and parentage), the visits became more scarce as he grew tired of his father's failures as an individual and his excuses for his actions. Charlie forced this one meeting upon hearing of his son's struggles in his "coming of age."
(OOC: I would write the dialogue here, but I think I'll save that for later. Maybe a flashback.)
The meeting did not go well for the most part, but it was apparent that Charlie got the monkey of his back and was ready to assume the role as a father following the acquisition of a stable job and home. He taught the lessons he never had the chance to teach and gave Lyle a present; the one that would become his most prized possession: the locket with a picture of his mother; his hero.
Regardless if he wanted to admit it or not, his father's words reached him. Lyle knew what he wanted to do above all else. Even if he couldn't find a career or a calling, he didn't want to be his father. That was the goal. School become more important as he focused on his studies with greater diligence. The grades that were Cs and low Bs, became high Bs and low As. He got involved in more sports to take up his time. Lyle joined a gym and took up boxing as a new hobby. Lyle, of course, continued to be a nurturing brother to Arya as it gave him solace like nothing else.
When Lyle turned 18 and later graduated from high school, he decided to set out on a journey of self discovery. Not entirely sure what to do with his life and still seeking a purpose, Lyle left his comfortable home on good terms and wandered the country of Unova on his bicycle taking up random jobs to teach himself the human experience. Along the way, he battled some trainers, befriended some Pokemon and "experimented" in questionable ways. Everything was worth trying once, Lyle told himself. Little did he know, it was only the beginning.
Personality: One could call Jewel the mother figure that Lyle only wish he had. She is nurturing, protective and loving. She comforts Lyle in his times of need and protects him in times of danger. Her compulsive need to protect Lyle has lead her to be overbearing in this endeavor. She is slow to trust others, even less so than Lyle and continually questions others in her own way. She is terribly judgmental, does not hand out second chances easily and is known to be stern all too frequently. Nevertheless, she is reliable, trustworthy and takes honor to the next degree. Like, Lyle she trains herself regularly and is capable of taking care of herself. She is the more responsible of the two and takes better care of herself it seems. Jewel is strong in both moral convictions and raw power, making her a reliable companion and an excellent foil to Lyle's more fleeting desires.
Updating as the day goes, like Sky.
Name: Vick Joshua "Josh" Chasten
Physical: There is very little out of the ordinary about Josh's physical appearance, he's 6 feet tall, weighs about 150 pounds and has dark brown to black hair that is neatly trimmed to rim around his ears and neck. He has dark blue eyes that often match well with the clothes he likes to wear.
There are however a couple of details that betray Josh's specialty. Though he doesn't show them often, his legs are very well trained, muscular and very powerful. Josh is a semi-professional long distance runner specializing in near marathon-long distances, which gives him a remarkable amount of stamina. He's not the fastest person around, but he can go for long times.
Clothing: While mostly seen wearing running gear, Josh usually wears clothes that match his rather ordinary stature. Jeans, one-color shirts, sneakers or trainers, stuff like that. The colorscheme is very thought out though, nearly every piece of clothing matches with another one or a part of Josh's figure. He's definitely not the most fashion sensitive or cognizant, but it would be hard to consider his style of clothing out of place.
In his running gear, Josh wears either a dark-blue shirt, knee-length moss-green short with black trainers. In colder times and climates, he wears a matching set of black and red streaked jogging jacket and pants over the usual shirt.
Josh almost always has earplugs stuck in his ear with a Pokégear in his pocket, tuned in to one of the many radio shows around the region.
Personality: Josh is a very thoughtful person, often not immediately responding to being adressed. He's not absentminded, but a little mistrusting at the start of a coversation which can lead to people getting a wrong impression of him. Once you get to know him, Josh is a very reliable and friendly guy, but it can take some time for him to open up to you.
Josh puts a lot of weight behind his own words, if he says he trusts you, then he really trusts you. It is why Josh takes very badly to people that abuse his trust in them, it leads to him resenting the person for a long time.
Josh is a fairly carefree person as a result of growing up outside of the bustling city without many worries as a child. This combined with his passion for running is the reason he spends a lot of time outside, be that helping his parents, training together with Odessa or raising the young Pokemon that his family takes care of.
He has a mild form of hyperactivity, which he usually solves with his jogging practice, but it can happen that the energy just builds up in his body making him really restless and very eager to get moving, just to get the energy out of his system.
Background: Joshua, though he hates the name himself, grew up with his parents who ran a Pokemon kindergarden on the outskirts of Celadon City, Kanto. The business was an idea of his father who wanted to expose children with Pokemon at an earlier age then was customary around the region, and also to give him a chance to show off his prize winning Mightyenas. Even when still a young boy, Josh would spend hours grooming, feeding and playing with the several Eevee, Poochyena, Skitty and even his mother's beloved Aipom that would roam freely in his family's large gardens and associated buildings.
But Josh's favourite companion of them all was Odessa. From the day that the boy could walk, something had drawn him to the little Poochyena. Maybe it was her scent, maybe her eyes or maybe because she was the runt of the litter that was born on exactly the same day as Josh himself. Years later, when asked why he chose her, Josh would simply reply with "We knew we would match, no special reason, just a gut-feeling."
From the day that they met, Josh and Odessa were almost inseparable. She would sleep in his bed, or he would sleep with the cubs, as long as they were together.
Over the following years, Josh spent many hours a day training together with Odessa. School was a hard task for the very energetic and mildly hyperactive Josh, thus he would often come home bursting with energy and would expend all that energy in training together with Odessa.
While his father asked many times, Josh would never let Odessa enter his father's racing team of Mightyena, especially not after she evolved into one the day before his 10th birthday. Until that time, Josh had never spent much though about going on a Pokemon journey; though he loved spending time outdoors and was very curious about the world of Pokemon, he was content with staying at home and help his parents.
On the day before his 16th birthday, Josh experienced his first Shift, which literally shifted his view. He had been spending hours in trying to get his high school homework done, when he looked up from his notebook and the entire room had changed. The scene had been morphed into a kind of underwater black-and-white movie, everything still looked the same, but it was all distorted and incorporeal. The Shift only lasted for maybe 15 seconds and he hadn't moved in location, but it was more then enough for Josh to realize something was wrong with him.
When two more, though very brief, Shifts happened to him within a timespan of merely a week, he decided that he needed answers. Since his parents or anyone else he knew wouldn't know what it was, it was clear to Josh that he needed to go somewhere else to find someone with more answers.
He told his parents that he was going to make the journey that he had been delaying for the past six years and shortly left afterwards, taking only his camping gear and his life-long friend Odessa with him.
(Taken from an RP based around the animé Wolf's Rain)
It was the year 35 ATN (After The Nuke). The once lush forests of Siberia had turned into icy deserts where blizzards and hailstorms had free reign. Cities were few and far between, often millions of people hiding away in the cold underground slums trying to forget the reason that they were there.
The white-grey wolf spoke to herself as the blizzard raged around her, even for an animal as hardy and weatherproof as her, this blizzard was especially fierce. Still, she had to continue, she knew there was a city nearby, so she had no other choice.
To anyone that would've watched her, she would've looked like a normal human girl. Around 25 years old, about 6 foot tall, Caucasian or Asian heritage with a long, black ponytail riding down her back. They would watch the girl plow through the storm wearing only casual clothing, jeans and a shirt.
Had there actually been anyone around in this blizzard.
They consider us extinct.. things of legends. They tell each other that our species perished during the First Winter, just like so many others. How wrong they are. We never vanished.. we never even left, we only proved once more, that the animal kingdom is always one step ahead of humanity.
The lights of the outskirts started to penetrate through the blizzard, causing the wolf to grin widely and let out a howl in victory.
Destination reached She purred to herself Now.. to find who I am looking for.
"Remember, my dear Alissa. There is a tribe of our people, the oldest known to our history. They have provided needy refuges with a home, food and companions since the dawns of time."
"Where are they then.. and now can I know it's one of them?"
"In every city you will find at least one of them, for the needy are many and spread around the world. And do not worry about finding them... they will find you first."
She walked around the guardhouse, keeping to the shadows cast by the thousands of buildings made from stone and iron. Even in the relative protection of the city's deserted outskirts the blizzard was still in firm control.
Temperatures barely ever reached above freezing, hurricane winds whipping up massive snowstorms that could last for days. Humans barely ever surfaced again once the full effects of the war had settled in.
The wolf sniffed the air as she felt the winds lessening the further she walked into the city. The snow was still drifting down, but it was far more comfortable without the streaks of wind in her face.
She knew that there had to be one of them in this city.. The fabled Den Keepers.
Personality: Odessa is highly protective of Josh ever since their first journey into the Aether Realm a few months ago. She doesn't hesitate to give everything she has and then some in order to make her Trainer happy. However, because of their near life-long connection, training and friendship, Odessa trusts Josh at his word which gives her a much friendlier look then others of her kind.
Because of her age, she isn't the fastest Mightyena around anymore, but more then makes up with her experience and rigorous training.
Odessa does have a playful side, since she likes to put Josh in his place from time to time with a nibble at his hamstrings. She also frequently joins him on his practice runs through the forests and city, to keep her cardio up to speed.
Atlantis Rising is still alive, im writing the first post for it alongside writing Anthony's SU.
Your Catalyst will be your only Pokemon during the RP, but you may have had previous Pokemon in your SU.
The Death Walker and Dual Visionist are chosen by me, and they will be RPer's, but there are other things like that...such as the wielder of the Origin Blade, etc, I just have to find what I wrote down nearly half a year ago.
Edited! Hopefully this time it is acceptence. xD
Raikiri and MichaelaTheUchiha, you have both been accepted, nice SU guys.
Niriate, its looking good!
Okay, I'm going on a little holiday so I will be away for the weekend and won't be back for at least a couple of days. I will start both Focus Shift: A New Awakening and Atlantis Arising then.
Happy RPing guys. :)
...Wait, don't we both have Espeons? o.O
IM JOINING THIS ISH TOOO SU WIL BE IN SOON
Is there a spot left? I'd like to reserve one. I'll get SU soon.
I'm rereading Focus Shift ('cause I feel nostalgic) and man, did we create short posts. I mean, one/two liners every single time...
And Gallade was called "Satoshi", instead of "Bishamon". And, ah, the crush between Raike and Miharu...As well the slight love triangle between Raike, Miharu, and Josh...
And Harley was so awkward...And Kris just ended up making it worse...
I was rereading the other day too. And I was like "DAMN IT'S A GOOD THING IT'S OVER OTHERWISE I'D HAVE TO KILL THIS THING."
We were so bad. XD
Original Focus Shift, bad? Kris making it worse? Wat? Unbelievable(the bad part, not the Kris making it worse X3)! I must go and read it! I'll do that later, lol, too much to do now.
EDIT: Oh. My. God. I only skimmed up through page seven but... oh god, it was scary. Why did nobody slap us? Lol, Skymin, you should have done something, you're the mod! Lol, not at the time but, you still should have had Harley fall on all of us and Ceri turn into a Snorlax and refuse to get off of us until we posted longer posts. Especially mine. My posts never reached more than a few paragraphs. Oh god... but hey, at least one slightly good thing happened; that was when I started using headings in my posts, but my titles sucked.
...Oh god. At least we're (hopefully) all better now X3
EDIT2: Oh, but my very last post wasn't too bad. Guess that was when I was getting better, since it was in March. Also, SIU was the last one to post. He killed it.
...Why did it die anyways? Why did we murder it? How could we?! Oh wellz, second chance, and hopefully it'll be better ^0^
Thanks Nakazumi, you're cool >.> jk lol but yeah maybe I did. I think Focus Shift was my first RP I joined here anyway, so I know I was bad there lol
History will go up tomorrow probably....
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