Mockingjay

IT IS

YEAH

COOL YEA I REMEMBER FROM THE PICTURE THREAD

OKAY GOOD.

A SPRINTER

YEAH

OH OKAY

/late reply sowwy :(

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What's wrong? D:

Lol me too! Same with that cook guy, Cilan. He's really weird.

Do you like dogs? I do. Especially collies. Collies are the pinnacle of adorable.

Unicorns are just horses trying to look cooler when really they look silly :<

OH MY GOD DID YOU HUG IT

Hahaha yeah, it has a really weird way of spelling it.

Oh fun! Barbie movies FTW. How are you liking it? ;p

O_O I know what to do! Always crush the skull! *gets brick and crushes Jessi's brain* There we go!

Do you ever wish Ash would show up at Mt Silver, meet Red, and have an epic battle get pushed off a cliff? I do.

*comes back and looks at dead body* . . . . . . . . . . *pokes body with stick* *derpface*

Yes all the corns need their rain! Hahaha.

Mnemonic is pronounced "New mon ick" :]

I like the rain a lot, only when it storms. But today it's been raining [we were in desperate need of rain b/c it's been so dry]!

I have the windows open, and it's so peaceful!

A mnemonic is something to help someone remember something.

I wooed Kuruna so much without wooing anyone else and now I can't get on witht hte story because you can't show you being a Wooly to her CUZ GUESS WHAT, SHE ALREADY KNOWS TROLOLOL.

I married Shara. She's annoying. xD

MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA >:3

Well other little mnemonics help children learn as well. :]

Ohh watching MLP? Sounds fun; today is a great day to be huddled up and watching TV. It's raining now, and I have the windows open. I love when it's like that! ^_^

Cool, how was Alabama?

Four hundred years after Chantalai Ancelotti's death, the Dark Cult has dominated the Stygian grounds, attaching itself onto the Stygian Empire, controlling it and corrupting it to the core. The Cult is spreading its religion with force, crushing the small resistance by the rebel native Stygians. The only ones who resisted and managed to survive were the secret organization Hashashin, but they were soon corrupted, too... after two centuries serving the Frontier, the Dark Cult paid them a chunk of unspeakable wealth to work for them. All of Stygia belonged to the Prophet of the DarkCult, who ruled it with an iron fist for another two centuries.

They eventually turned againist the neighboring Empire, Hesperia, their original target. Having built a massive army of mercenaries, native Stygians and fanatic members of their own Cult, they marched againist the most powerful Empire to disrupt the peace, with destructive intentions; the Prophet of the Cult announced that the Ionian Verdict and the Hesperian Empire would bow to the Dark Cult once they were brought on the verge of destruction. But the very same Verdict that had driven them out of the Empire holded them off of it, remaining faithful to its cause.

The Dark Cult weakened greatly after its losses in the Hesperian grounds. The old nations of Stygia were uniting once again, and conflict inside the northern Empire was inevitable. The Hashashin, corrupted as they were, would side with the stronger one with their main goal to extort as much wealth from them as possible. All Chantalai Ancelotti had built was now laying in ruins - the Hashashin would take innocent lives away for gold. The native Stygians, once friends with them, were now afraid their own shadow, knowing that inside every shadow of this world they lived in was hiding an Hashashin, ready to slit their throat. But with the rise of the Phantom Dancer, everything would change, even if it was unlikely. Let the story follow somebody seemingly unimportant, for now...

"Woo! Kanto, here we COME!"

A red and blue figure torn the sky apart with blinding speed. It was indeed a Salamence, carrying its master and friend Taz who was shouting excited as the fierce wind blew his black hair back. He was hugging the dragon's neck tightly as if he was riding a Tauros; and he had done that before. The crazy guy, who happened to be Hoenn's champion, was enjoying the extreme conditions of a four-thousand feet flight at the speed of sound. Right now, he and his Salamence (namely Skidred) were flying above Pewter towards the Indigo Plateau.

Taz didn't know much about the Indigo Plateau, and was generally againist the idea of having a conference there; why not just gather 'round in Hoenn and have a nice conversation in a floating saloon or something? Damn, people don't know how to party these days! But this was a serious situation, and he was acknowledging it. Otherwise he wouldn't be wasting his precious time travelling halfway across the world to meet a bunch of champions. That nuissance, Pokemon, human, whatever it was, had already killed alot of people, enough to be considered a menace even by Taz.

As he was approaching the Plateau, Taz stirred Skidred's head and he instantly begun losing height; afterwards, he was diving towards the ground. Right then, Taz heard the sound of distant explosions and jerked his head to look at Viridian City. He smirked his black eyebrows, forgetting for a moment that the ground was coming right at him and wondering if he should go over there and see what's up. He then decided againist it. He would bet his soaks that his champion friends wouldn't like waiting for him. It was only then when he realized he had mixed up the dates and started his journey a day later. He covered his face with his palm. And to think I wanted to be the first one here... A roar from the Salamence made him look down and see the Plateau getting bigger and bigger...

"Wow!"

He tapped his feet on Skidred's ribs, commanding him to stop; the dragon landed heavy on the path and Taz immediately jumped down, looking around with excitement. He was so glad he was finally here, even though he was used to the jet lagg after all these flights he'd done across Hoenn to perform those interviews of why he made the gyms of the region alot harder. "Trainers need to train harder, that's why they're trainers anyway. They train," he had said, and was believing himself to be two hundred per cent right. "I would fight every challenger of the gyms myself if I could! Hah! Now that would be a real challenge, huh?" some thought he was exaggerating, but Zaun, the Reuniclus who was always standing next to him, had a different opinion.

Taz grabbed his belt and pulled his jeans up, as they'd begun falling off again. He then pinched the hat off from his belt where he'd tied it and wore it. "The babe's all set!" he muttered and chuckled. Then he jerked his head behind him, to look at the Salamence with a priceless expression. "Oh! I forgot about you," he said and pulled a great ball, sucking the dragon in it. He then pulled a luxury ball and opened it with his own hands. Weird habit.

A chubby Reuniclus with extremely pointy ears (like a bunny) appeared in front of him. Zaun had this frown on his face that would scare away an adult, but not Taz; he was used to Zaun's destructive behaviour and manners, as well as strange moods. Right now, he was frowning because he was in the Pokeball for so long - that's why his trainer always made sure to hold him inside a luxury ball. Professionals said it was luxurious or whatever, and only then Taz had realized the reason it was named like that.

"Sorry, bud," Taz said with a grand smile. His attention flew from his bud to the Indigo Plateau faster than his Salamence crossed the skies.

"Look at this place!" he said in awe as he looked around with curiosity, mostly at the bulwarks. Just then, a whispering voice echoed in the back of his mind and he looked at the Reuniclus again with another one of his priceless expressions. Then epiphany kicked in.

"I totally forgot about gettin' going," he shouted and started walking before he even finished his sentence. Just a moment after, the Plateau's guards came running towards him with their faces sunk in fear.

"This area's off limits! Something's going on, we're evacuating the building and.." they then threw Taz a closer look. "Who are you?"

Taz tilted his head and grabbed the ends of his red jacket, his black hair covering his forehead and eye. No signs of recognition from the guards.

"This is Taz Maverick, the Hoenn champion, and THIS is my stance!" he shouted like a child who'd just been told they wouldn't allow him to eat ice cream. The guards were shocked by his strange behaviour, Taz could see it in their faces and he almost chuckled.

"We are serious, sir," said one of them in a quiet manner.

"So am I!" Taz shouted again. "I demand respect, and you are slowing me down! Now, I have a meeting to attend to. Kindly move away before my bud over here gets angry."

He glanced at Zaun, who looked back at him with his crystal blue eyes and a tricky smile spread across his face. The guards seemed convinced, and Taz was sure that they finally recognized him and that they were afraid of the Reuniclus who was smiling awkwardly. Taz finally went through and Zaun backstepped behind him, still staring at the guards. They both waited till they were out of range, then they both bursted into laughter, clutching each other.

"Okay, seriously now!" Taz shouted and looked onwards, marching like he was some kind of king. "Where would the champions gather, Zaun? Conference room, seems about right. But where would that be?"

Zaun had lost his grin, now having a frown like nothing had happened the past two minutes. The Reuniclus was pointing inside the building with his massive gel hand. Taz tilted his head, observing the building once again, seemingly lost in thought.

"Oh! But of course! Where else would they gather, the garden?! We're not having a picnic, anyway... we should, though," he said and then looked at Zaun with a terrified look. "Okay, okay! I'm serious now."

It was relatively quiet, until Taz and his Pokemon entered the building. They heard something and they followed the source, leading them to the conference room; Taz approached the door like a predator for some odd reason. He had a dark hunch about this, and his hunches had never proven him wrong - he was feeling something wasn't quite right, and Zaun agreed with him. He looked at the sign on the door with his eyes half shut. He then peaked inside.

"Woah! Holy hell, what in the world is this?!"