Vednix
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- Seen Dec 13, 2010
Story:
You are a normal person. A normal life, a normal job, just like most people. You live in a rather large city, which holds many wonders. Like many cities, pokemon run free in it, and people have pokemon of thier own. You do not. You do not care for pokemon, for you feel your life is more important then looking after a pet. You continue your life.
Over the years, you've started to notice collegues and people dissapearing. Even your favourtie coffee shop has closed due to the owner dissapearing unexpectantly. Then the people are forgotten. But people still keep dissapearing.
One day, you are on your way home from work. Its a veautiful sunny day, but of course you dont' care. You just want to get home. As you pass an dark alleyway, you are pulled into it. You are beaten round the head with something blunt and you are knocked unconcious.
You stir. you mumble. You awaken to find yourself in a cell, a chamber, if you will. You look around, finding a door. You try to open it, but of course it is locked. Looking around, you see no source of sunlight, nothing but dull grey.
A pain in your head. You reach your hand up, touching the part of your head that hurts. It stings. You withdraw your hand to find a mangled mishappen lump of flesh where your hand should be. You scream.
You wake up. Again, you are in your cell. This time you look at your hand to find that it is not yours. It look nothing like a hand. You panic. You run to the door and bang it screaming wildly. The door flies open and you are dragged out into a lab. A doctor is standing there. He doesn't look friendly. You try to break free of the people holding you but to no avail. He pulls out a syringe from his lab coat and stabs it into your arm. You quake for a moment then lie still. You cant move. You cant feel anything. Then, your glowing brightly. Every organ and nerve in your body is screaming out to you, and you are blinded in a white light.
You wake up. Again. This time you are in a meadow. There is a lake nearby. Along with row upon row of pokemon. You look at your reflection to find you are a pokemon. You panic once more. Pokemon hold you down and explain that they were once human, and that this meadow is not what it seems. You are in a simulation.
Your story beings here.
Role:
You are a pokemon. You need to figure out whats going on and escape the simulation. (I will bring in some plot devolpments so it pushes the sotry along)
Rules
-No spamming, flaming or godmodding of the sort.
-No legendaries, thats cheating.
-play fair.
-dont keep posting over and over.
-Follow the simple forum and roleplaying rules.
Character Template
Copy/paste this and fill it out.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Pokemon:
Bio: (i.e personality and history)
My Character
Name: Devlin
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Pokemon: Turtwig
Bio: Devlin is a simple boy, stubborn and works at a local newsagents and delivers papers. He likes to toy with people, and can get a little violent. If messed around with, it can develop into extreme anger. Most of the time is a very quiet person. Very docile.
You are a normal person. A normal life, a normal job, just like most people. You live in a rather large city, which holds many wonders. Like many cities, pokemon run free in it, and people have pokemon of thier own. You do not. You do not care for pokemon, for you feel your life is more important then looking after a pet. You continue your life.
Over the years, you've started to notice collegues and people dissapearing. Even your favourtie coffee shop has closed due to the owner dissapearing unexpectantly. Then the people are forgotten. But people still keep dissapearing.
One day, you are on your way home from work. Its a veautiful sunny day, but of course you dont' care. You just want to get home. As you pass an dark alleyway, you are pulled into it. You are beaten round the head with something blunt and you are knocked unconcious.
You stir. you mumble. You awaken to find yourself in a cell, a chamber, if you will. You look around, finding a door. You try to open it, but of course it is locked. Looking around, you see no source of sunlight, nothing but dull grey.
A pain in your head. You reach your hand up, touching the part of your head that hurts. It stings. You withdraw your hand to find a mangled mishappen lump of flesh where your hand should be. You scream.
You wake up. Again, you are in your cell. This time you look at your hand to find that it is not yours. It look nothing like a hand. You panic. You run to the door and bang it screaming wildly. The door flies open and you are dragged out into a lab. A doctor is standing there. He doesn't look friendly. You try to break free of the people holding you but to no avail. He pulls out a syringe from his lab coat and stabs it into your arm. You quake for a moment then lie still. You cant move. You cant feel anything. Then, your glowing brightly. Every organ and nerve in your body is screaming out to you, and you are blinded in a white light.
You wake up. Again. This time you are in a meadow. There is a lake nearby. Along with row upon row of pokemon. You look at your reflection to find you are a pokemon. You panic once more. Pokemon hold you down and explain that they were once human, and that this meadow is not what it seems. You are in a simulation.
Your story beings here.
Role:
You are a pokemon. You need to figure out whats going on and escape the simulation. (I will bring in some plot devolpments so it pushes the sotry along)
Rules
-No spamming, flaming or godmodding of the sort.
-No legendaries, thats cheating.
-play fair.
-dont keep posting over and over.
-Follow the simple forum and roleplaying rules.
Character Template
Copy/paste this and fill it out.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Pokemon:
Bio: (i.e personality and history)
My Character
Name: Devlin
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Pokemon: Turtwig
Bio: Devlin is a simple boy, stubborn and works at a local newsagents and delivers papers. He likes to toy with people, and can get a little violent. If messed around with, it can develop into extreme anger. Most of the time is a very quiet person. Very docile.