Pokemon and Humans: Vode An

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Shiney

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    Humans have been linked with pokemon as long as can be remembered. Used as friends, pets, family, and even tools, or slaves. The darker side of pokemon treatment has been on the rise, with many teams dedicated to evil use of pokemon. And the legendary pokemon have come to one conclusion. They will destroy humanity, to prevent their creations from being misused any longer. Humanity in general is unnable to understand what has suddenly driven the legends to attacking cities and towns, and must not only fight off the legends that attack them, but must convince the legendary pokemon to stop thier assults, at any means neccisary. This roleplay starts in the Hoen region, and anybody is allowed to join this RP, but I reserve the right to remove anyone that cannot RP properly with the other people involved. You may be human or pokemon in this roleplay.

    Here is the form:

    Name:
    Age:
    Species: (list what type of pokemon if you choose to be a pokemon)
    Pokemon owned: (trainers only, up to 4)
    Apprearence:
    Personality: (optional)
    History: (optional)
    Other: (optional)
     
    Name: Ahndrith
    Age: 17
    Species: Scyther
    Pokemon owned: N/A
    Appearance: https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/Nolofinwe/prescizor.jpg
    Personaity: N/A
    History: Early in life, Ahndrith was captured and abused. during his escape, something screwed up his genetic structre, altering his appearance and abilities. In a haze of pain, he managed to find a place to hide and recover. When he came to, he found his senses had improved, along with his strength, flight, and nearly everything else.
    Other: The serrations on his blades allow him more power from a stroke. The extra hands allow sophisticaed object manipulation.
     
    Name: Rachel
    Age: 14
    Species: Human
    Pokemon owned: Flygon (shiny), Arcanine, Lanturn, Seviper
    Apprearence: She has brown hair hanging loose around her shoulders, with blond highlights. She also wears a red sleeveless shirt and white shorts because it's the most comfortable for flying. She wears powerful sunscreen ALL the time, therefore never can get a tan no matter what. She has a Rayquaza temporary tattoo on her arm, though never really draws attention to it.
    Personality: (optional)
    History: (optional)
    Other: she is injured a lot as a result of falling from her Flygon.
     
    Name: Sephiroth
    Age: N/A, there's age since revival, age of the fossil, or age of the pokemon itself, so I give up. XD
    Species: Scyther
    Pokemon owned: N/A
    Apprearence: Unlike normal scyther, this pokemon is large and slightly heavier, favoring tougher armor, at only a slight sacrifice of speed. It's jet black in coloring, and has golden scythes tinged with a primary yellow color.
    Personality: (optional)
    History: He was revived from an ancient fossil by Team Magma, however he was easily able to overpower their pokemon that tried to keep him there, and escape into the world.
    Other: He doesn't suffer from the typical Scyther aggression, meaning that there's a very slight drop in his fighting power, but he's far more intelligent than any normal scyther.

    I believe we can start now, though anyone can still join. Flygon trainer, would you do me the honor of posting? I would, but for plot reasons we've discussed, it would be easier for your character to have the first post.
     
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    This was a normal day, for once. Okay, no it wasn't. I was in an old labrotory in the middle of the mountainous uncharted region around the desert in route 116, and it was about to explode. I brought out Arcanine and hopped onto it's back, a new pokeball in my hand. I had captured yet another Shadow Vibrava. There seemed to be more and more of them, even here. Arcanine was quick at carrying me out, and withem moments I had re-joined my Flygon, hopped on her back, returned arcanine, and soared out at top speed. Behind me, I heard a gigantic explosion, and I was just barely out of range. We were near our collapse at this point. We had been dashing everywhere under attack by team Aqua or Magma. Flygon gave a releived cry, as she let the wind slowly guide her to the forest that was near Rustboro, even if I couldn't recall the name. I relaxed, wrapping my arms around Flygon for now, watching for danger carefully.
     
    I looked up at the sky, scanning for a flying pokemon. I had adapted fairly well, to whatever this place was. I remember fighting with an armored brown pokemon, with scythes similar to my own, after jumping his prey, then darkness. I had woken up in a strange place, full of blinding white. There were all kinds of new things, new pokemon, and something else I didn't recognize, it was on two legs, had soft skin, and made easy pickings for a meal. It was then that I noticed the flygon in the distance, my wings instantly fluttering into action and lifting me off of the ground. The flygon would be difficult if I wanted it, but the thing on it's back, one of the easy things from earlier, all I needed to get that was to be too fast for the flygon to stop me...
     
    The Flygon wasn't slow to notice the rapid buzzing of wings, and looked over, and whirled around, giving a loud call, a challenge. Unfortunatly, this resulted in a lack of thought for her rider, and I was flung from her back, slamming the ground hard. I heard a dull crack in my leg and excruciating pain flowed through my body. What a time for Flygon to throw me.... I reached towards the pokeballs on my waist, knowing that with me hurt, it would take a LOT to throw this Scyther off...
     
    as she fell, I changed my course, instantly veering down towards her. I didn't intend on bothering with the pokemon if I could help it. All I had to do was cut the vein in her throat, and her heart would pump her own blood out, with no last minute tension to toughen the meat. I dove, my scythes held up, but back. A position that was primarily a defensive charge, as I neared her at a very high speed...
     
    Suddenly, all three of the pokeballs I normally carried fell to the ground, revealing thier occupants. Arcanine barked loudly, taking a defensive stature over me. Seviper coiled onto Flygon, who had doven down so he could do so. Lanturn's frontal light glowed brilliantly. I was weak in tone, but my pokemon easily heard it. "Flygon, seviper, Arcanine, triple Flamethrower, Lanturn, Thunderbolt." Immediatly, Flygon flew up, at a good distance from the Scyther, and brought her wings in front of her for a moment, before bringing her wings to thier normal position as two large stream of fire went straight to the Scyther, from her and her Seviper passenger. Arcanine merely had to open his mouth and allow his internal system handle the job of making him a spit-fire, as Lanturn called down a lightning bolt from the clear skies, also at the Scyther. I would take no chances whatsoever with this one, it's coloring had raised warning alarms...
     
    I could have shrugged off any one of the attacks without too much trouble, but the combined force was like multiplying their power, rather than adding them. I fell to my knees under the onslaught, falling forward, having to prop myself on my scythes to keep from falling over completely. I was breathing heavily, just barely holding onto consciousness as the smell of burnt ozone, and charred armor plating filled the air around me...
     
    I managed to toss a pokeball in his direction, but I wasn't sure if it connected or not, as Arcanine hauled me onto his back, causing me to yelp in pain from the leg. he ignored it, though wincing slightly at the yelp. All my pokemon watched the pokeball, tenced and waiting if the Scyther broke out. Though they suspected he wouldn't. Hardly anything had taken an assult like that and lived to tell about it.
     
    I was shocked as I felt my surroundings change, and I saw that I appeared to be inside of a small place, similar to the one I had woken up in. But there was no way out of this place, and it felt incredibly small. I was in no condition to fight my way out, even if I had my wits about me to do so, and so the device captured me with no resistance, as I fellt forward, shock, exhaustion and pain overwhelming me...
     
    Arcanine lowered his head and plucked up the pokeball, before racing off through the forest, arriving at Rustboro. Immediatly he put down the pokeball and roared, summoning various people who immediatly saw my condition, and lifted me off the big dog's back, as he moved to the pokemon center with the Scyther's pokeball, giving it to the attendant, as Flygon swooped in shortly afterward, carrying Lanturn and Seviper. it would take a lot shorter time for the Scyther to recover then it would for thier trainer...
     
    I woke up in a room just like the one I had after my fight with the other scythed pokemon. Pale whites and blues everywhere, lying down on something that looked almost like a nest I would have made if I settled down. I wasn't tied down this time though. It was then that I noticed that next to me, was another of the creatures near me, and I was shocked to see yet another widely different color, thise one was blindingly pink and white, and the hair on it's head was a brilliant orange red. i was somewhat suprised though, it was the first time that I remember a living creature around me that wasn't afraid. It was because of my confusion that I didn't attack, staring at the thing with a look of total confusion on my features.
     
    Flygon moved toward the Scyther and Nurse Joy, Swallowing hard. The others were also tence. The nurse finished taking notes on the Scyther's condition, then moved off, as Flygon tucked her wings to her body, preparing for any sudden moves she would have to make. This not being one of the trainer's already diciplined pokemon, there was no predicting what he could or would do.
     
    As son as the puzzling prey moved off, I raised my scythes, and decided to charge for it's back. If it didn't fear me, then I wouldn't give it the advantage of seeing me coming. But as soon as I started moving, I heard a loud cry of "Chan-sey!!" As what felt like a mountain hit my head as a small explosion broke out, knocking my flat on my face, as a gigantic pink weight settled on top of my back, actually chaining me to the floor, as the creature from before moved off, unpeturbed by this turn of events. I would have cried out and resisted, but the gigantic pink mass was cutting off my air, and soon from the lower oxygen, my world began to fade into sleep...
     
    Flygon and the rest hit the floor laughing, but immediatly snapped to alertness when they realised that thier trainer had walked in at this moment. the hospital was up-to-date, they had bought a soloution that caused broken bones to heal much faster then normal. I was still limping considerably in one leg, but I wasn't letting that affect me. "Get off the Scyther" I said, not an order, but it was clear that I was leaving, and the Scyther was coming with me. While I waited, I went to a nearby PC and deposited both Seviper and my Vibrava that I had caught.
     
    I rose as the chansey hesitatly got off of me, and undid the chains. I rose to my feet unsteadily, staring down the human with my scythes held down. I wasn't sure why, or how, but for some rason, I knew that I would have to obey her if she told me to do something. Not a position I wanted to be in. The look I gave her was cold, but not angry. I'd just get away...
     
    "Come on." I said icily as I turned and walked out. My tone spiked conversation between my pokemon. Flygon was whispering to Arcanine "Wowsers, that Scyther has Rachel ticked. Wonder if she'll use the whip?"

    "Heh, at the least it means several days of being slowly roasted alive." The arcanine responded with a smug look. His claws dragged along the ground, and suddenly Lanturn shivered, adding to the conversation "Remember that time she buried me alive? that was awful!"
     
    I followed without a word, listening to what they said. I had hunted her for food, and she had proven to be too much for me to take with her allies. But rather than kill me, she had taken me prisoner for some reason. It didn't make sense to me. At their words, I felt an uneasy feeling in my stomach, but I set my jaw, and settled it. I was above fear, it would take more than this world had to break my spirit, even if she could find ways to harm my body. Though I was young, I'd gone through a lot more than any other of my kind, and wouldn't fall to new surroundings, no matter how difficult things were...
     
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