Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Rise of the Wilderness [PG 13]

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umm... but seriously... (Yes, I did have to look it up :P)
is she the only one or not?
 
Is it too late to join? If not...

[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Name: Io[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Species: Scizor[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Age: 3(in scizor years, of course)[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Gender: Male, last I checked :P[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Wild or not: Yes[/FONT]​


[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Personality: Cunning, sharp, very quick to act. Freindly mainly only to those he knows well, and usually takes some time to warm up to pepole. A bit cold to others at times, but very passionate about what he does, and very open-minded. Very strong-willed, and will never back down until the bitter end. Never lets his own pride get in the way.[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Appearance: Well...he's a scizor...[/FONT]​


[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]History: Grew up in treasure town with his father, and went exploring with him at a very young age. During this exploration, his father was killed, and so Io was taken in by the pepole of *insert name of town from original MD games here*.[/FONT]
After this, he lived among the other children in the town, and grew up with his best freind, a Heracross named Toby. They were often found at the wishcash pond, avidly and raptly listening to the elders tales of the great team of old. The two of them idolized these two nameless figures.
When the primalization of pokemon's minds began, Toby was one of the first to go. Io struggled to hold on to himself as long as he could, but eventually succumbed. Now, he and Toby are companions once more, in their stupified, primal state.​


[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Other: Ghost in the machine[/FONT]​


[FONT=Verdana, sans-serif]Rp sample: [/FONT]​


Iatos touched down in le-kadd. The huts of the village were all up in the trees, or sculpted from rocks. A team of onu-kaddian smiths had brought an extra supply of swords, sheilds, armor, ext. Iatos looked ariound. There were many OoMN pepole here, mostly those who looked quick and stealthy enough to move around the forest with ease. Iatos called out loud "All warriors of le-kadd, and all order of mata nui in le-kadd, to me!" When all had gathered, he continued. "Okay, for those of you from the order, my name is Iatos. I will serve as your head general. Now, I-" He was interrupted by one of brutakas species, clad in ebony and silver armor, near the front, who said "Hold on a minute. We take our orders from genral Uhat!" He pushed a pitch-black toa wearing a battle-scarred black hau forward. Iatos sighed. "As I am sure your general has explained to you, You will take orders from him, but he will be serving under me. Is that correct, general?" General Uhat nodded. "Indeed." Iatos smiled. "Very well, general Uhat, I hope you have selected at least three capitains?" Uhat nodded again. "Yes, yes I have." Iatos nodded. "Good. Now, down to buisness..."​
 
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OOC: Actually, you are the only one, Mira. he was merely replaying what you did in your post. At least, that's my opinion.

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Kyuubi drifted in and out of consciousness, thoughts flashed through her head, dreams beyond possible. She was in that certain void between unconsciousness and conscious that was only reachable by those with sickness or to be attained by years of practise. It gave her time to think and reveal in what she had done and what was needed to be done. In her half-state, she could still hear what was going on around her. The door creaked open slightly, "whatever it is, it can wait" she heard enkarey say, obviously annoyed. "I'm busy right now, come back tomorrow" Kyuubi sighed inside her head, whenever Enkarey was focusing intently on something, she tended to be unaware of anything else and if she was interrupted, you better not be there. Footsteps interrupted her msuings and hushed voices came within the room.

"This is my patient, poor thing got her entire flank scratched and torn up" Enkarey often spoke as she worked and this was no exception, Kyuubi could feel wetness cover her as Enkarey began pouring medicine onto the injured area and bound it up. She winced, the numbing potion, she had been given had not helped much. The presense of a nearby pokemon was felt, strange, this type of pokemon she hadn't seen before, possibly a pokemon that had been awakened by a wild one. "well, show me what you have, dear, I need to know what happened..." there was a bit of shuffling and she knew no more...
 
(OOC: so the treatment is just applying (painful) medicines? Or is there something more?)

The Blissey lead her into a small room where a motionless Ninetails lay. Her leg was torn open at some points to the bone and Jirachi looked down at her own hand. This is so small. Could it even make me wild?

"This is my patient, poor thing got her entire flank scratched and torn up," the Blissey said, picking up a pot of liquid and pouring it onto the wound.

"Well, show me what you have, dear. I need to know what happened," the Blissey put down the pot and began wiping its hands on a rag.

"While I was returning to my crystal sleeping chamber," Jirachi extended her hand toward the Blissey and pulled up her sleeve. "I was attacked by a Pokemon. It was a... actually, I don't know what it was. It moved to fast. Somehow it broke through my Protect and bit my hand. When I tried to retreat to my sleeping chamber, it released an attack that shattered it. I managed to escape, but when I tried to heal it myself, all it did was stop the bleeding."

The Blissey carefully took her hand and looked over the bite marks running over her palm. They looked red and inflamed in the dim light of the room and the skin around it was hot to the touch. Jirachi flinched when the Blissey ran a finger over one of the fang marks.

"How long ago did this happen?" she asked without looking up.

"It was still light..." Jirachi thought about it for a moment. "About four hours ago."

The Blissey clicked her tongue and went over to her table to pick up several objects. She took a bitter-smelling ointment and rubbed it painfully into every place where skin was broken and placed a bandage over it.

"This will help to extract any impurities from the bite marks, including what makes Pokemon wild," she explained. She handed a small bottle and packet of bandages to Jirachi. "Change it daily until they close up. We'll just have to wait and see whether the wild sets in or not."

Jirachi looked down at the bottle and packet in her hand and blinked blankly. She had never been injured before in any week she had been awake that she could remember and didn't know how to take care of a wound.

"I suppose since you have no place to go you will just have to stay here for the night," the Blissey said. "Do you have any questions?"

"Just one," Jirachi flexed her injured hand slightly and looked it over. "Do you have any gloves?"
 
(OOC: Ok, here I go finally. Not sure how active I'm going to be this week because my grandparents are over.)

One floor.... Two floors.... Five...... Ten.... Twenty....... Twenty-five..... The tower of clouds seemed endless, but the horde of wild Pokemon pushed on, slowly making their way to the summit. The defending Pokemon were growing more powerful now, but there was no fear in the mass.

As Blade walked past the Kangakhan, he paused to rest. Panting heavily, he watched the others continue the long climb until his thirst for blood became too strong for him to resist any longer. With a growl, he stood up and followed the crowd, pushing some of the smaller Pokemon out of his way. They retaliated with snarls of their own, but even with their loss of intelligence they weren't quite primitive enough to attack one of their own, especially since he was probably more powerful than all four or five of them combined.

Ahead, the Absol heard desperate cries of, "Oh no! They're here!" and "Run! It's wild Pokemon", but he relentlessly pursued any survivors, feeling no sympathy or remorse.

As he menacingly cornered a Tropius, she begged, "P-please don't hurt me!" and tried to fly away, but he merely snarled at her and aimed a Slash for her neck. When she stopped moving, he moved on. Finally, he reached a large door that had several Rattata gnawing on it. Beyond the door, he could smell..... power. A Pokemon with such power that it took his breath away, but instead of shrinking away in fear as many normal Pokemon might, he started tearing at the door with his claws. With several well-placed Razor Winds, the door exploded into thousands of splinters, and the mob of wild Pokemon eagerly flooded the room. To Blade's left, he could see a Flygon already being swept away by a wave of Pokemon, but to his right, a huge serpentine Pokemon was keeping them at bay, for the most part.

In an apparent fit of rage, the dragon released a powerful Hyper Beam, wiping out the attackers of the Flygon, and a wounded Mightyena landed on Blade, knocking him to the ground but not out of the fight. With a grunt, he rolled the other Pokemon off of him, and dazedly climbed back to his feet, the urge to join the fight stronger than his injuries. Fiercely growling, he dashed toward the dragon Pokemon, leaping to Bite at its neck, but at the last second it twisted around, and his jaws ended up closing around one of its shoulders.

In pain, the wounded Pokemon cried out and began thrashing around as more and more wild Pokemon swarmed on it. Blade gripped with his claws to avoid being thrown off, but with one last violent jerk, he was thrown through the air, slamming against the wall. As he drifted out of consciousness, he hazily saw the serpentine Pokemon collapse in a heap......

(Hope that the behavior of the wild Pokemon was pretty accurate.)
 
A loud scream came from the Sky Pillar. Rayquaza was down. Weavile continued speeding toward the Sky Pillar to see what had happened. The wild pokemon were growing more restless, and their thirst for fighting and killing was getting stronger. Weavile could feel it inside of himself aswell. He clenched his fists tight as he stood ontop of the tallest mountain in the Reigon. This was the only path up to the Sky Pillar.

Floor by floor, Weavile cut through everything in its way, wild or not. The place was filled with wild and normal Pokemon, their scattered bodies littering the floor. Many of the wild pokemon had been sent on a suicide mission, and they did not even know it. A small Togepi was wandering through the halls of the 6th floor, and it crossed the path of Weavile. Weavile slowly picked up the Togepi and held it over the edge of the tower. "TREEEE!(Im sorry that's what it sounds like)" The Togepi screamed, before dissapearing from sight.

Apon reaching the top floor, he saw many wiped out pokemon, including Rayquaza. Weavile slowly walked up to the body, making sure nothing was still alive as he walked cautiously. He noticed some white fur under a Mighteyana, so he pushed the injured pokemon off and found Blade laying there. "Is that.....BLADE!" Weavile yelled. Blade was valuable to the wild pokemon, and Weavile could not risk losing him.

"BLADE!" He called once more. His wild senses were kicking in, and they told him to leave Blade behind. Weavile dug his claws deep into the soft cloud-like ground and disobeyed his senses. He kicked Blade in the gut softly, calling for the last time "Blade!"
 
High up on top of the Sky Tower, one pokemon managed to awaken after the brutal fight just minutes before.
Rayquaza.
And when he did, he was amazed. Somehow, he hadn't become wild! However, his personality had still taken a turn for the worse.
"I'm not wild yet." He muttered to himself. Then came his second astounding discovery-"I can't fly anymore!"

He decided he'd have to get to the base of sky tower under his own steam. He started on his way down, Dragon Clawing anybody who got in his way. He made good progress, and managed to get down to the entrance. This wasn't actually easy, as in his weakened state he was about as powerful as a normal pokemon.

However, this wasn't his biggest problem. After he got down to the bottom floor of the tower, he started to think about how he'd get down. Then came the shock-the tower started to collapse!
There was nothing he could do about it, as the Sky Tower started somehow speeding towards the ground…

The next thing he knew, he had woken up in a small town. He soon found a sign that said 'Pokemon Square'. Underneath it said, 'One of the last villages surviving the wild pokemon attacks'. Rayquaza had noticed all the other survivors from the crash and the bodies of the less fortunate, the first of which (Survivors, I mean) was an Absol.

He made his way towards a place that said, 'healing house' on the door. Suddenly, he absolutely obliterated the roof of the building, smashing it away with his tail. Then, he hovered over the top of the building, having somehow regained his ability of flight, and let out a terrifying roar…


OOC: I was intending the "terrifying roar" to sound like Rayquaza's non mystery dungeon cry.
From now on, the rule about being a basic pokemon only has been abolished, because it's too late now to go back and change all those sign ups. Also, you can now sign up for a non-wild pokemon again!

~Iatos_Haunted~: You are pending. All you need to do is extend the personality, check your spelling, read the rules, and split the history into two paragraphs.

FrozenSnowman: You are reserved for four days. Oh, and you can be an Abomasnow. The basic pokemon rule has been abolished.
 
Okay here's my SU, I'll edit it a little later if you need me to add stuff. I had stuff to do after Christmas, but here's what I have for now.

Name: My character is nameless except for his nicknames which are The Killer Snowman (by innocent non-wilds), The Frozen Snowman (by wilds), Hound (by people who have seen him on all fours)

Species: Abomasnow

Age: 16 (human years)

Gender: Male

Personality: He is fierce and cold around all pokemon, however, he has a soft side for people who have happy families or those who also have lost families on becoming a wild.

Appearance: He has slightly longer legs and arms which enable him to run on all fours, his hands are bigger and white like large snowballs, Bloodshot eyes, and Spikes on his back. Other than that he's an ordinary Abomasnow.

History: He lived as ordinary snover with a mother and two brothers before he became a wild. A Weavile came and killed all of his famly,but his mother an Abomasnow saved him by protecting him with her body. He was still infected with the wilderness and evolved on full infection. He now lives in the mountains near by poke-communities and pillages towns, leading to the legends that parents tell their children so they won't play too long in the snow.
 
FrozenSnowman: Pending. Extend the History and Personality sections. That is all I have to say.

I am appointing Namora as a co-runner of this Rp, because I'm sure no-one wants this thread to fall and die away. However, She can only gain access to this when I allow her to. This shall happen now, as I am going on a holiday soon.

Mira: My last IC post was a cue for you and everyone else you were near.
 
(OOC: was that their healing house? O.O *sigh*...)

Jirachi flexed her hands inside her new found gloves. They weren't too stiff and they didn't rub uncomfortably against her gash, but she wondered if it would hinder any of her moves.

She lifted her uninjured hand and directed it toward a pot. Her hand began to glow as did the container and it was lifted easily off of the shelf. Jirachi smiled and was about to put it back in place when the sound of the door banging open resounded through the healing house. Jirachi's concentration snapped and the jar fell to the ground and shattered, spilling its contents over the floor.

"That's just great," Jirachi muttered.

She walked out of the room back into the main room, where she found a Bulbasaur lay panting on the ground. The Blissey was already by his side, questioning him as to what was going on.

"Sky tower," he gasped. "It's falling! We have to... make sure everyone's safe."

"Help me move her out of here," the Blissey motioned toward the unconscious Ninetails.

Jirachi nodded and used her move once again to gently lift the Ninetails out the door while the Blissey began gathering up numerous objects and stuffing them into a bag. Jirachi followed the hovering Ninetails, taking care that nothing broke her concentration so that she didn't end up like that unfortunate pot. The Blissey appeared next to her along with the Bulbasaur and they all began moving away at a faster pace.

Suddenly there was an impact behind them so intense that the ground vibrated violently. Jirachi panicked and lowered the Ninetails to the ground. She sent out a Reflect with all the power she could muster and felt the incredible force collide with it. Black swept over her and she fainted.

(OOC: sorry this isn't good... at all. I just had to get this post in, sorry.)
 
(Hmm.... co-runner, huh? Sounds ok to me)

Blade groaned as he felt something jab him in the stomach. Carefully rolling over onto his stomach, he slowly cracked his eyes open to see a Weavile standing next to him. He dizzily rose to his feet, snarling at him, but stopped, recognizing him as a wild Pokemon.

Suddenly, a chill raced down Blade's spine, and he had a brief vision of the Sky Tower shaking violently before collapsing into rubble. His wild instincts retreated just long enough for him to shout, "We need to get out of here!" before they took over again powering him down through the tower's levels. As he got farther down, he felt to floor start to quiver, and he used Quick Attack to pick up the pace.

At the bottom level, he took a desperate leap out into space and blacked out. When Blade awoke, he could see bodies and other survivors around him. They appeared to be in a small town, and he growled fiercely as he felt his instincts fully take him over again, driving him to seek out victims. Hearing an explosion, he raced toward the sound to see the dragon-like Pokemon obliterated a building, but this time it smelled different. It was becoming wild.

Nearby, he spotted a Ninetails lying on the ground, and another Pokemon he didn't recognize. He paid little attention to the Ninetails, focusing entirely on the small, white Pokemon with a something resembling a star on its head. He slowly crept up behind it, his paws making little noise. With a menacing growl, he leapt at it, his claws glowing with Night Slash.
 
(OOC: crap, now I can't be lazy...)

Jirachi's eyes snapped open. Her ears picked up a sound... a growl. A small rustling was next followed by a presence tearing through the air toward her. A wild presence.

"Swift!"

Jirachi leapt up and directed the attack into the chest of what turned out to be an Absol. He looked shocked for a moment before the desperate attack knocked him backwards. He soon recovered.

Dark type? Well I suppose I won't be able to use a psychic move. No matter.

"Doom Desire!" Jirachi yelled as a devastating force began to form in the air.

Jirachi jumped back and edged in front of the Ninetails. She attempted to cast up a Protect, but it wavered.

"I don't have time for this," Jirachi hissed and ripped off her gloves, one of them taking the bandage off with it. She cast up the wall of protection successfully and waited for the Absol to make his move.
 
(OOC: ah, sure is good to take a vacation, now I'm back again!)

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The pain stung in her right flank, that was certain but the sounds of a fight drew Kyuubi back to consciousness. Her immediate thought was to check her surroundings and herself. In front of her, a Jirachi was fighting an absol, keeping a sturdy protective wall in front of her. Kyuubi noticed the dark scar running down her hand and she hissed, remembering her own wound. It had been sealing up, leaving only a scar, but something was threatening to burst within herself, seeking, seeking, destroying.

She got up slowly, testing out her joints one by one to make sure they worked properly, "legs checked, neck checked, tails checked, head on and ready to go" she mumbled enthusiatically, ready to help out the wish pokemon and repay what she owed. Kyuubi jumped over the protection wall, "flamethrower!" she shot a stream of flames at the absol, putting in an irontail once it was knocked off it's feet. She nodded to Jirachi, "Kyuubi is my name, nice to meet you"

(OOC: short yes, but after all, it's hard to post long chapters when one doesn't know what the other is thinking)
 
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Dragonqueen0120: Yeah, it is good. In fact, today's the last day before I go on one myself.

Namora: Hmmm... Co-runner doesn't have that much of a ring to it. Maybe co-moderator... Or rather Co-co-co-moderator, if we're counting Alter Ego and Allelujah Haptism.

To all: How exactly is it possible for anyone to miss a serpent as big as a house destroying something? Anyway, I have a plan for a sequel to this Rp.
 
(Crud, I'm getting my tail kicked. lol Hey, at least give me some chance to dodge. No one likes being used as a punching bag.)

Blade felt himself knocked back as a Swift hit him in the chest, but he shock it off as it didn't injure him. The star Pokemon quickly put up Protection, which wavered at first before becoming completely solid. Glaring at his prey on the other side of the wall, he prepared to charge it, but a Ninetales leapt over the wall and released a Flamethrower at him. As he tried to dodge the fire, it caught him on his left front leg, knocking him off his feet. He barely rolled out of the way fast enough to dodge an Iron Tail, which crashed into the ground near his head, and jumped back to his feet.

Wincing, he realized that his trembling front leg was burned. It wasn't a bad burn, but it would slow him down a little, a serious thing in a fight like this. With his wild senses in full force, he wasn't about to back down though. He could smell other wild Pokemon slowly approaching, drawn to the sounds of fighting, but it mattered little to him. The only thing that mattered was ending the lives of the prey that stood before him.

His scythe glowed as he prepared his next attack. Sending a barrage of Razor Winds and the Ninetales, Blade's scythe glowed white again, but this time it was Feint. He charged straight toward the Protect and its creator. The wall shattered upon contact, and he pushed through.
 
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Jirachi grinned at the Ninetails.

"Hi, I'm... well, I don't suppose I have a name, actually," Jirachi frowned.

Suddenly she felt a great pressure press against her protect. She tried to push it off, but her barrier quickly shattered. Jirachi let out a cry and jumped to the side to avoid the Absol's scythe. Sunlight suddenly speckled the air around her and concentrated into a ball, quickly growing in size. Jirachi grinned and released the power in an incredible beam of light, ramming into the Absol head-on and knocking it backwards. Jirachi leapt back beside the Ninetails and gave her a wink.

"Let's see how wild this mutt is now."
 
(OOC: lol, punching bag. feint? now I have to look something up in bulbapedia...)

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Kyuubi dashed the other way from Jirachi as the absol unleashed a barrage of razor winds, dodging each of them with precision, she landed behind the absol as it attacked Jirachi and crashed her protective wall. 'hope that jirachi knows a few healing moves' A stray razor wind returned skyward and slammed into the ground at her feet, creating a minor shockwave as she recovered her balance.

Kyuubi sniffed the air, the scent of more wild pokemon were enclosing on them. The fighting must've lured them in. Launching an Ominous wind over the area and enveloping it in a slight purple haze, she sought out jirachi. Sniffing the air again and coming upon the absol, she released another flamethrower in hopes of surprising it, after being thrown into the air by Jirachi's attack. Jirachi sent a wink at her, she smiled faintly back and dodged the falling absol.

(OOC: this kinda annoys me but sometimes I just wish people knew the spelling of Ninetales, not 'tails', it's 'tales'. you don't have to use my correction but I'm sort of picky about these sort of things)
 
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Ahem. I have a few important things to say. First,

Toxic Moonlight: We are on the third page and you haven't posted. You are hereby forcibly removed from this Rp.
Pikalover10: Your reservation has definitely run out.
Second, Still no-one has noticed Rayquaza...
 
dragonqueen: *dies* I never knew which was which ^.^'

Goulerbot: sorry, Jirachi and Kyuubi are kind of preoccupied... plus they were unconscious when he actually obliterated the healing house. They'll notice...
 
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