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ReGenesis Games: Final Level

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Tremors ran through the ground, and Aya braced himself for whatever it was that was coming. Well, anyway, it felt like something was coming. A dark shadow loomed above them, but quickly passed, and only then did he remember the Latias's question.


"My name is Aya, it's nice to meet yo-" His sentence was cut off by an earth shattering scream, and Aya let out a snarl, though the scream stopped abruptly and silence feel once more. He could hear nothing, and the eerie quiet seemed to press down on the ears.

A dark shadow loomed over the clearing before disappearing, and Aya spun around, this forest seemed to be full of strange creatures he had never seen before, but before he could react, he heard someone speaking to him, or at least, it seemed so. The Latias's mouth wasn't moving, though, and there was no one else around, it appeared.

Aya...guess what is going to happen to you? A pause, and then the "voice" continued, you're going to die, Aya, and there is nothing you can do about it.

What? He looked around, he was going to die, and there was nothing he could do about it. And he couldn't even see who was speaking to him in the first place. Strange. Aya was momentarily paralyzed with fear, and then sighed. He had never had much to live for, but he had always enjoyed life, well, then, make it quick, I don't think that I would want to suffer, he thought sarcastically, sure, he didn't want to die, would stay alive if he could, but then again, death had never been his greatest fear. He wasn't sure of his greatest fear, even. He had always feared, yes, but he wasn't sure, out of all his fears, which would be his greatest one. Death was not one of them, however.


He glanced around once more for the speaker, the thought of whether he would die or not had distracted him, but he saw no one. It really was dark, he wished that he could perform flash, to create some light momentarily, but that wasn't possible, he looked at the Latias.

"Good idea, we probably should get moving."
 
The Absol tensed as the ground rumbled, and a shadow passed over them. Arin looked up at the underside of the canopy, but there was nothing there. Only then did the Absol remember to introduce himself.

"My name is Aya, it's nice to meet you-" a scream cut him off, and Aya let out a snarl. Arin's head bobbed back and forth on her neck as she looked around for the source.

Then the Absol's mind suddenly encountered something new, and he was momentarily frightened to the core. Arin continued to look around, but could find no source for his startlement. What was going on? She felt Aya shake off the fear, and felt it replaced with a grim determination. Well, determination was good and all, but grimness was not. Although grim this Game was.

"Good idea, we should probably get moving," Aya said to her, and Arin nodded in reply then began drifting forward at a stately pace, so as not to outspeed to Absol. It was getting dark. What was going on?

She tilted the head and looked up at the sky. Once again, due to the way her eyes were set on her head, she had a much wider field of vision than other kinds of Pokemon, and she kept one eye on the underside of the forest canopy and the other in front of her. Where there had once been brilliant white poking through gaps between the leaves was now just a dull gray. What was this?

"I'm going up to take a look, I'll be back soon. Don't move to far, please," she told Aya, and she darted up past the trees. Branches and leaves whipped at her body, but she merely endured. It wasn't anything worse than the hundreds, if not thousands of times she had gone from ground floor to above the forest before. She poked her head up through the forest canopy and looked around. The reason for the darkness immediately became apparant: The sky was covered in a thick, dark gray cloud. But where was it coming from?

Now that she was above the forest, the rumbling had gone from a shaking of the ground, causing the branches and leaves to rustle, to a heavy noise in the air. She glanced around in the direction of the rumbling, and the source of the cloud immediately became clear.

The mountain was smoking.

Volcano, she thought. Tons of ash were belching out from the tip of the mountain, hitting an atmospheric layer, and spreading out. She had seen volcanos before, but never like this. She thought back, recalling a time when she, disguised as a human, had talked with a human scientist. She had been curious, and the scientist had been eager to teach. The rumbling was what was known to geologists as "harmonic tremor", and harmonic tremor was the result of magma moving up through cracks in the crust, a sure sign of an immediate eruption.

Not good. She had never even witnessed a minor eruption before, let alone a full-scale one. And something told here that this Game wouldn't have a teeny tiny little poof.

Rushing back to ground level, she quickly found Aya, who hadn't moved at all. "Bad news," she declared. "There's a volcano, and I think it's going to blow." Looking around again, she spotted movement once again through the forest. More monsters of the forest, but all concerned with their own survival and not their prey. "We need to move, fast." And with that, she darted off through the forest, faster than before, but still (in her mind) slow enough for the Absol to keep up. Oh, the irony, she thought. Here was an Absol, the Disaster Pokemon, as humans called them, and here they were, running from a disaster.
 
When the mist finally stopped forming the mysterious flute player, Gale froze in place. Right in front of her was a Gengar, one of the strongest Ghost Pokemon. Gale shuddered, and the Gengar stepped foward.

"Oh come now," the Gengar sneered. "You, afraid of ME? You're weaker than I thought." He stepped closer to Gale, his tongue sticking out.

"He doesn't scare me, he doesn't scare me, he doesn't scare, he doesn't...HE SCARES ME!!!" Gale yelped. She dashed away from the Gengar at a blinding speed. She was a few paces ahead when she realized the Gengar was pursuing her.

"Stay away!" she yelped, heading for the nearest hiding point. But, the Gengar seemed to keep a lock-on on her, and was always able to get to her.

After running for quite a bit, Gale found herself cornered. There was no way out.

"No..." Gale muttered under her breath. "NO!!!" As if it came out of nowhere, a blast of ice came out of her mouth just as she had shouted "no", and hit the Gengar directly. The Gengar yelped, and ran off.

"Bl-Blizzard. I forgot I knew that move..." Gale shuddered, thankful the Gengar was gone. But I'm not out of danger yet, she thought, a miserable look spreading on her face.
 
((I'm guessing Pikataro didn't notice the post where Mark spoke to here... o well, i can work with it.))

Mark watched the Glaceon walk away, as if she didn't even hear him.

"Well then...I guess i won't have to worry about her.." Mark said to himself.

He began walking around again, somewhat exploring, somewhat trying to find a way out. I was then that he felt a sharp pain in his foot.

"AIYEEE!!!!" He yelled aloud. He looked down and noticed his foot was bleeding, and oozing a purple fluid. There was a stinger sticking out of the ground, a Beedrill stinger to be precise.

Mark had to think quick. He thought of all the information on Beedrill's he knew.

1. There stings are lethal.
2. The posion kills you about 30 minutes after your stung.
3.The only antidote is Johto Honey. Found most commonly in Honey Trees and in Teddiursa Paw's.

"Oh man...Oh mann.. KEep it cool Mark..I just need some honey." Mark said to himself.

He tried to walk, but the pain was to immense.

"AH!" Mark yelped in pain. "I need help...SOMEBODY! ANYBODY! HELP ME!!!!" He yelled out in a desperate attempt for aid.
 
(Oops. Sorry *sweat* You can still call me Pika if you like...)

Finally being able to relax for just a while, Gale suddenly recalled a voice that had spoken out to her earlier. She tried to remember when it happened and what it was. She knew it wasn't the Gengar, nor the werewolf, but something else... She then snapped her paws (well, attempted to do so).

"During the Absol and Latias's conversation! It was a Marowak, I believe. And it seemed friendly. So at least there's someone out there that's good!" Enthusiastic, Gale raced away from the point where she had beaten the Gengar. She went back to what seemed to be the area where the two had their conversation. But they were gone. Gale sighed, then noticed the sky above her.

Although the trees blocked out most of the sky, Gale could still see black clouds, circling something. She looked over to where the clouds were centered, and saw a large volcano.

"Crap..." she muttered. "I can't stand fire..." She stared at the volcano again, then turned away. I don't want to frighten myself; surely there will be some way to get to level 3, she thought to herself.
 
(OOC: OK, I didn't have much more planned any way..)

Lukai wandered around aimlessly and stopped when he found an unknown creature,"Um, Mister?" The creature turned around and he continued,"do you know a Mr.Centiped?"


"Yes I do.." replied the creature,"In fact, I hate him!"

"He t-told me that you were an old friend..." said the confused pokemon.

"Oh, so you are a spy huh?" questioned the creature moving closer,"Well I will not, I repeat will not be spied on.." He spat getting angrier. The creature moved closer and his breathing shook the now shrunk pokemon.

"Oh, ok then I will just leave.." Lukai turned around and began to run. At his speed every tree took like two minutes to pass,<I am never gonna make It..?

"Where'cha going" rasped the creature that the Shinx recognized as a, he didn't really know what it was.
<What is that thing? It looks like it is half goat, quater moose, and a quarter bat?> It didn't really matter what it was it, it was trying to kill him and that is all the mattered. He began to pick up speed, but to no avail the creature was still on his tail. He began to run his fastest, still the creature was on his tail.

  • <Well, I have a couple of options, Option one is dieing>
  • <Option two is fighting, although I would most likely lose due to our sizes...>
  • <I run like hell...>
Lukai pondered these a bit and elimanted death, he had to live, or he would no doubt be a loser. The next to go was fighting, <Why do that when their is a good chance to die also or get major injuries?> he though. <So, I guess the best option would be... to run!> With that though he took a sharp left turn trying to lose the creature, then a immediate right followed by another right. The creature was still following him and he was almost out of breath. The young pokemon soon found himself a nice little mole hole that the creature couldn't reach him in. He crawled in going slowly. It was even darker in there and the Shinx had to keep feeling around for a turn.

"Halt, who dares enter the mole's hole with out permisson?" questioned a deep,forbidding voice.

"It is I, Lukai" challenged the tiny pokemon in his boldest voice.

The mole began laughing,"You sound not more than a wee bit tot'" it teased laughing some more.

"Oh yeah?" questioned the Shinx.

"Yeah.." said another, younger voice.

"I'll show you.." muttered Lukai.

"What was that tot?" the older mole asked in a demanding tone.

"N-nothing sir..." he replied in a shaky voice. He began to try and pass the moles but they wouldn't let him.

"Hey, this is our hole!" he told Lukai,"it is only fair that you let you us pass first..."

Lukai stepped aside,"pssh, your loss not mine..." When they passed him he continued through the hole, it was bit of a long walk but he could manage. He kept on walking through untill he came to a hole cutting him off from the exit, the nice monster free exit. "Well, I guess I have to take my chances down their.." he soon heard the moles screaming in terror,<Serves them right..>

"Hey you, you tricked us..." shouted the younger mole,"I will get'cha"

Lukai could here his ever approaching footsteps,<Well, Time to see what is down their> he hopped down into the whole, he hit the ground and groaned.. he then began to slide. <Hey, now this is what I call a game..> he smiled while sliding through. He came to a fork in the road, he could go straight, left, or right. <Hm.. what way to go...> he pondered this for a bit then sat down. He heard the mole apporaching. <Um.. I'll take the right!> The mole was even closer. <Wait,wait the left.> The mole was just about at the bottome of the whole. <No.. no.. the right.> The mole was right behind so very close. So very close that his breath could be snelled, Lukai's neck hairs stood on end. "M-may I help you?" he questioned. The mole didn't reply, it just kept on breathing, the Shinx decided to choose a random tunnel. "Oh, if you don't mind I'll be leaving now." Lukai ran off down the left tunnel.

About ten seconds in, Lukai looked to see if the mole had joined him. <Nope.. no sign of him..> this was about the best thought that he had though ever since being in this forest. A few seconds later he heard rumbling in the walls. "What.. on earth.." He sped up, but was soon cut off by the mole jumping out infront of him,through the newly constructed tunnel.

"Alright, you are mine little pest!" rasped the angry mole as he extended his paw in a violent manner. He Lukai in the eye then shot out his other paw. This time his paw hit the side of his head. The mole struck a stronger blow with his left paw, straight in the center of the Shinx's forehead.

Lukai's fangs began to glow a yellow, dull at first then vibrant with light. He lunged biting the mole on his right shoulder, also sending a jolt of electricity through his body. He then bit down even harder using the crunch move.

The mole looked shocked,"Yur a powerful tot, what on earth do ya' call the glowy move?" He asked wanting to know the technique.

"Oh, that is thunder fang." Lukai said as calm as the mole.

"Could you show me how it is done?" the attacker asked eargerly.

"Glady..." said the Shinx a twisted though in his head He bit down on the mole's right soldier using thunder fang. He of course knew the mole did not mean it in that sense, but hey when an enemy gives you a free shot take it. He watched as the mole slumpped over backwards, most likely from the shocks. Lukai trampled over his body and climbed in the new hole. This hole had lots of of turns and was confusing. His head began to ache from the scratches, blood dripping into his eyes. He finally found himself back at the fork in the road, but this time took a left turn, this one led up hill and out of the cavern. As he reached the upper level he felt a cool breeze,"This is a lot better than that stuffy mole hole.." he excaimed. He wandered through untill he saw a Latias and Absol running for their life. He was barley able to stay in pace with them, and more and more ground formed between them every second. "Hey, why are you guys running?" there was no answer he was proably to small. <I know I'll use Signal Beam..> A ball grew at his mouth and right before he lost sigh of them shot out flying just infront of the rapidly fleeing pokemon. Lukai stopped to take a deep breath. <Well, I hopped they noticed me..>
 
Ninekun laughed once more, watching the Abusoru be paralyzed by fear. But just as suddenly her laughter ceased, for she heard his thoughts, telling her to make it quick, don't let him suffer any longer, he had nothing to live for anyway. She'd never encountered this attitude before, and it confused her. They usually always pleaded with her not to come near them, let them live.

But Aya was different.

She continued to follow, intrigued by this new way of thinking. She was almost sure he could sense her above him, which was strange, because she was supposed to be completely invisible. But maybe her presence was felt by him, maybe she couldn't do anything about the evil emanating inside of her...or maybe...

...maybe it was the slight good that she felt within her nowadays.

She often felt like a yin-yang symbol - a little bit of evil in the good, and a little bit of good in the evil. Always circulating. Depending on how the Abusoru felt, she discovered, she chose whether or not to kill him. When he acted scared, she felt herself start to get excited about the chase she'd always known. But when he acted indifferent...

...then it puzzled her, and she would think, and the good would come out a little bit.

But there wasn't much time for thinking now. The volcano on this level had started to erupt, and the black clouds covered the sky. She became irritable - the volcano wasn't supposed to have started doing anything yet! It was a last-resort, or level-ending, event, one that the Creators used when they needed to dispose of a certain character quickly or they would mess up the game. She wasn't immune to it as some people would think she was.

She could just as easily get burned.

If she flew above the trees, she would be seen. But if she kept up her current path, she'd be dissolved by the volcano, and the Game would be over for her, and she'd die just like the Players.

She was considering, but it didn't take long before a stray rock of ash (not Ash, sorry ppl) hit her. How could she have been so careless, she was supposed to be using Shadow Ball on anything that was heading towards her, and now here she was, stunned and unable to control her movements. She felt herself falling, falling...

Thump.

She was in front of the Abusoru and Ratiasu.

Vulnerable.

Damn.

OOC: Just wanted a change of pace XD Ninekun is tired of following them...or I'm tired of her doing that xP
 
Level 2 cont.

"Hooooowwwwwl", the creature started howling out of nowhere startling Chicho

"Goddamn you're annoying, I guess I'll just hurry up and finish you off." As Chicho said this, all of a sudden he noticed red eyes everywhere, surrounding him, the vampire-monkey, and the fruit-bearing tree. Forth from the shadows of the tree, 50… no 60… now maybe even 100 of these things came out surrounding him as his previous assaulter integrated itself back to the lines. Out of nowhere they all started leering, and growling at him…

"Looks like my time is up". As Chicho bent down to grab the fruit still rotting on the ground, all of these things jumped at him with their fangs open, after all… they WERE vampiric, and needed HIS blood.

Looking at the fruit cross-eyed, Chicho examined what would be his last meal. The real fruit was a lot smaller than he had initially imagined, as he saw that the avocado-green covering was actually moss growing on the fruit, the liquid still looked like coagulated blood though, and he retracted to eating his last meal…

*Slurp*

Less than half a second after sucking on the fruit, two dozens of pairs of fangs sunk into his body, penetrating to his muscles, but besides the initial pain, nothing else…

Right after penetrating Chicho with their fans, the vampire-monkeys retreated with their mouths burning and howling in pain. Those who didn't try to Leech Life from Chicho scurried away in the confusion and escaped. Those who HAD tried though, went towards the stream to try and wash off the burn in their mouths, sinking their heads many times into the stream (apparently used to the cold) trying to get rid of the taste.

No longer worried, Chicho looked away from them and headed to the tree… "It tastes like…garlic"
 
OOC: Yay! Time for a long post! xP Nah, I'll cut it down.

IC:

"Welcome to the game."

I woke with a start, my instincts urging me to move, and now, but I decided to study my surroundings for a few seconds.

There was a clock counting down.

15...14...13...12...

And there were gun turrets, a long hall which ended with an opening. Beyond the opening was a forest. The gun turrests weren't good. I leaped.

I soared at least ten feet before landing onto the ground, my hooves clattering against the floor.

10...9...8...7...

I leaned my head foreward, putting my weight into the front of my body, carrying me faster. I had to make it out.

Clump, clomp! Clump, clomp! Clump, clomp! Clump, clomp!

My hooves echoed in the emptieness. Then the guns began to fire.

BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!!

I pushed my legs harder, exeeding the average speed for a Rapidash and to 170mph. I was out in the open suddenly.

"Welcome to Level 2
This level is called The Black Forest or simply Black Forest. This is inhabited by wild creatures that what nothing more than to tear you to the bone."

I took a step foreward, pawed the ground, then snorted, shaking my head. I was unsure of this. I did not feel exhillerated like I always did in the forest. Everything seemed... dead. I took up a smooth, steady gait and trotted through the forest.
 
(OOC: Okay, I'm going to clear up some stuff here (can't double post in the discussion thread, plus most people don't check that anyways)

1. At each new level I put the name of the level and information on it in BOLD. This is not actually told to the characters, it is for YOU, the Role-Player's benefit, and is to be considered OOC.
2. Everyone, get moving. The volcano is shaking the entire playing field. Or if you don't move and wish to be incinerated by supersonic-speed avalanches of 1000 degree ash flows, that's fine by me too... This is the major event of this particular level.

And now we have just the opposite problem we had earlier: All the Chasers, save one, are gone.)
 
Mark felt the ground rumbling beneath him. He had felt it the past few minutes already, but this time it was much more intense.

He looked up and noticed a volcano, and assumed it was on the climax of erupting. "Oh you have got to be kidding me..."

Mark forced himself onto his feet. It had been roughly 20 minutes since the sting, and Mark's leg was swollen and colored a sickly purple.

"GYAH! ****!" Mark screamed out in pain as he fell to the ground. He couldn't walk, even if he forced himself.

So he used his bone as a crutch and hobbled along. The pain was increibly sharp, even on the makeshift crutch.

"Gah...Ow...Sombody?...Anyone...Hel...Help me...Please..." Mark said, gasping for breath. The poison was now affecting his lungs; constricting his breathing and making him lightheaded.

With one last breath he yelled out at the top of his lungs.

"HELP.....MEEEEE!!!!!!!!" The scream echoed a few good times througout the forest.

<I...don't want to die here...> He slowly thought to himself.
 
Only a few yards away from her prey, Amethyst watched in curiosity as the Pokemon stared aimlessly after the Glaceon. Amethyst's hideous form was hidden up in a tree - she was fortunate her form was only as large as a Pikachu and very nimble.

"Well then...I guess i won't have to worry about her.." it muttered, lowering it weapon. Amethyst never considered her prey to have a true gender. Having a gender would make them more...real in her mind and as prey - they were simply something to be taunted, to be hunted, to be played with. They were nothing. She snickered, a low cawing noise that echoed. Her mouth formed in its strange smile, razor-sharp, and malicious. She hoped it heard her laughter - striking fear into her prey was fun.

She scuttled down the tree as it began to wander further away. She kept to the shadows, darting into crevices in the trees and ducking behind bushes and other obstacles as she went. As it turned out, there was no need for Amethyst to be evasive in her tracking. Her body was designed for several things - firstly to strike fear in the very being of her prey, secondly, to destroy her prey, and thirdly, for stealth. Small and nimble as she was, her movements were as light as leaves on a tree - a shuffle here and there, but it would take a Houndoom's ears to hear her. No, she was good at this.

"AIYEEE!!!!" The Pokemon yowled, and Amethyst froze with alarm, her many eyes surveying the area. Would something else dare to attack what was rightfully hers? She was a chaser in her own right, never mind she was young, and they - what were they? A bunch of robots. Anger stirred deep within Amethyst. She shook herself briefly. Amethyst was very possessive and territorial to start, but lately it had been overwhelming. She focused her attention to her prey - it had lifted its foot and purple goop dripped out in heavy streams. And then she saw it clearly - though it was only from her many, many eyes that she could see it well at all - a stinger. She watched with curiosity as the creature howled and yowled. Wouldn't it be easier to simply pull it out?

She focused her mind, visualizing vividly as she connected to the Central Chaser Database, known as the CCD. <Search 'Stings'.> She thought. <Associative terms; 'Purple flowing goop', 'Pokemon'.>

A Beedrill's stings will ooze purple fluids for up to twenty minutes. When the fluids stop dripping, the stung creature has approximately 8.5437 minutes of time before expiring.

The data-base's androgynous, emotionless voice rang through her head and she frowned. It wouldn't do for her prey to expire so quickly. It wouldn't be fun at all for either of them. <Search 'Beedrill'.> She thought as quickly as she could. Amethyst's little body shuddered with the prospect of loosing her prey so early. Maybe that was the point of it all, but Amethyst was still a child - she desired a game. <Search 'Beedrill stings'. Associative terms; 'Cures'. Meld results.>

Beedrill resembles an wasp, but only has four legs. The first two are tipped with long stingers. It has veined wings, and another stinger on its abdomen. Beedrill are predominantly female, and males known as drones, are born in the spring, when the female Beedrill mate and destroy the male simaltaneously. It is highly territorial. Beedrill is quick, so it's extremely hard to avoid its beatings after approaching its nest. Beedrill often travel in swarms.

The only cure for Beedrill stings are Johto Honey and in the paws of a Teddiursa. Although Johto Honey was discovered in Johto, it is now commonly found throughout the world as Johto Beedrill continue to overtake other subspecies of Beedrill.

<Very informative.> she thought, half-sarcastic, half not. Perhaps one day she would encounter a Beedrill. <CCD, search for 'Johto Honey'. Associative terms; 'level two'.>

"Oh man...Oh mann.. KEep it cool Mark..I just need some honey." The Pokemon said loudly to itself. She smirked, scuttling just out of his view. How ironic. Amethyst waited for several moments, and then it was there. A 3D map of level two appeared in her mind, highlighting where the honey trees were. She grinned. There was one not far from her, actually only 20 feet from her, but considering the size of the forest...Not far at all..

"AH!" It yelped in pain, trying to walk. "I need help...SOMEBODY! ANYBODY! HELP ME!!!!"

<Anybody?> she smirked silently. <Well, you're in luck. This somebody feels like helping you...Even if she's not quite who you'd think would help.> Amethyst doubted if it could find the tree on its own, weak and pained as it was. She ran for the tree as fast as she could go in this teeny, tiny body of hers (though, still a lot faster than the prey could go in its current condition). It was not difficult to fill her large mouth will several pounds of honey, but it was harder not to swallow and she was slowed down by the weight in her jaws.

Still, Amethyst was determined not to let her prey die so quickly. She diligently worked her way back to the Pokemon. When she had returned, the ground was trembling and the Pokemon's leg was a sickly purple. She fidgetted - had she taken too long? - and barfed the honey up. She let out a piercing shriek, signalling his attention.

Words appeared in her mind;

VOLCANO! DANGER! DANGER! VOLCANO!

Amethyst gave a small, low grumble. Of course that would happen while she was trying to save her prey from being killed too early. She fought to keep from giggling - save her prey! How wrong that sounded.
 
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Out of nowhere a peircing shreik was let out that sent chills down Mark's spine. He shivered and looked around. To his suprise, there was a blob of golden-amberish goop in front of him.

"Could...it be?" Mark asked to himself. Without even thinking he tasted the substance.

"It is! Honey!" He cried in joy. He carefully pried the stinger out of his foot, which caused blood to rush out the instance the oversised stinger left the wound. He grabbed the goo and shoved it in the wound; sighing as he did so.

The purplish complection left his foot and the honey hardened around his foot.

"Now i just have to leave that there, so the honey will enter my bloodstream; allowing my full recovery. But now, I have to worrry about that volcano.." Mark said worridley.

Mark surveyed the area for possible escapes.

"Gah, nothing at all.." He thought aloud.

"It's times like this I wish I were born a Bird Pokemon.." He said with a sigh.
 
OOC: Comin to save ya, Mark! You got a powerful ally on your side. ^-^

IC:

The ground began rumbling.

And rumbling.

And rumbling.

At first all I thought was an earthquake, but smoke told me differently.

Volcano.

How many people were in danger? I heard an extremely loud roar, and I decided to see what was going on. This was the kind of recklessness that might get me in trouble.

I ran, forcing my lungs to work quicker. I felt my feet leave the ground, because I was running so fast.

Why do I have to be like this?

I thought, but shoved the negative thought away. I skidded to a stop-the ground still rumbling-and saw a goldish glob as well as a Marowak. I pawed the ground anxiously and eyed the smoke rising in the distance.
 
Mark heard galloping behind him. It grew louder and louder until screeching to a stop. He turned slowly, unaware of what awaited him behind his back.

It was a Rapidash. A very majesctic pokemon with a mane of pure fire.

"You! Rapidash! I'm sure you know that this volcano is erupting soon, and I need assistance.

I'm in no condition to travel by foot, as I am recovering from a Beedrill sting.

Now, I don't know if you are friend or foe, but you will assist me."

Mark was always very straightforward and demanding. He never took no for an answer.

Without warning Mark polevaulted with his club onto the Rapidash's back.

"Now, lets get our asses out of here!"
 
OOC: And yet, you never noticed the pretty white star on my forehead.

IC:

I snorted. I could always whack him later, though.

"I have every right to leave you here to die, but today you are lucky. I feel generous."

I began to gallop quickly, but smoothly, my feet leaving the ground again, my mane streaming back, and hopefully scorching the Marowak's skull. ((xD))

I headed for higher ground, far away from the toxic plumes of smoke and the lava that would soon come.

"Also," I said, "My name is Starlight, not 'you' or 'Rapidash'."

On my way up the hill, I passed by a red figure. A Pokemon. I dug the front of my hoves into the ground and stopped, looking back.

It was a Latias.

OOC: Wow, I'm meeting up with everyone today, huh? xD

Don't forget to clicky my eggies in meh sig!
 
ERUPTION ! ! !

Level 2 cont.

The Spider Monkeys had been flapping around Chicho for about 10 min now. In that time he had been busy eating the garlic-flavored berries from the fruit-bearing tree he had found, but all of a sudden he felt the earth tremble beneath him.

<Earthquake> he told himself, but he could tell this was different, all of a sudden he noticed that all the spider monkey started flying off towards a mountain that he could see from afar in the clearing he was in. <Something is definitely going on>

Looking back he saw the forest and on top of the trees he could see… <Smoke!> Alarmed, Chicho had finally realized the situation: "There's gonna be an eruption?!" then looking at his surroundings and comparable heights, "and I'm in the lowest part of the forest!"

<What should I do? I'm DEFINITELY not strong enough to stop a NATURAL disaster (he hadn't quite realized what was going on yet since he had forgotten Level 1 by using Amnesia, and missed most of the instructions), and he DEFINITELY wasn't fast enough to avoid it either. <I haven't even been able to eat OR sleep properly since I got here!> he thought. Then he felt something scratch his cheek, and realized that the spider monkeys that had been in pain for the last 10 min (and still looked like it) started to fly off towards the same mountain as the others. <I need to get out of here>

Then with another scratch (this time to his arm), Chicho remembered of the strength of the little fellas he had previously fought. "That's it!" he said as he got an idea.

Then without thinking it much further hopped and grabbed on to the leg of one of the spider monkeys, who fell, crashed, and turned around kicking the Snorlax until Chicho gave in and let go.

"DAMN!" as he yelled this out, and started feeling more and more kicks and hits to his body, he felt something crash against him sending both creatures to the ground. <What?! There's no way they could be this heavy!> Then looking back he saw his ticket out of there.

This creature looked an awful lot like the spider monkeys he had previously encountered, but there were more differences than similarities. For example, instead of a bat/spider monkey combination, this guy was a bat/GORILLA combination! About the size of a full-grown Snorlax (unlike Chicho who is smaller than average), and perhaps even heavier, he growled at Chicho and then proceeded to start flight again. There was no time to waste, as the gorilla started flight, Chicho hopped, just like the last try, and held from the leg of the creature.

And this one… COULD hold him. As they went higher and higher, Chicho could see from the distance several other characters making their way away from the eminent danger. He could see an Absol, a Latias (which really intrigued him, but what intrigued Chicho even more was… a Marowak riding a Rapidash!?

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Farther off in distance he saw a weird little creature perched on top of a tree, "that doesn't look like a pokemon I've ever seen before" (if it HAD been a pokemon), "and why is it just standing there? It really stands out when compared to all other creatures who are running to save their lives… What is going on here?"

He then slowly drifted off to sleep.
 
"Welcome to the game."
Nathan slowly awakened, and knew right from the start that something was wrong. He slowly tried to gather his thoughts. <Alright,>He thought, <I'm in a white room, with no idea what is going on.> He quickly turned around when he heard a beeping noise.
Beep.
Beep.
They were perfectly timed. <Hang on…> came the revelation, <timed…>
Beep.
Beep.
With a start he turned around, and noticed a timer. In his mind, a little gear clicked into place. <Humans…> He then noticed the gun turrets, and what number the timer was on. 5…4… <If that timer finishes counting, I'm doomed…> Nathan immediately began running, using agility to speed himself up. However, he wasn't quite fast enough. 2…1… The guns immediately fired, and Nathan ran even faster. He went straight through the door, tripped, and noticed he was in a forest. Then, he heard a voice, almost identical to the one he heard when he woke up.
"Welcome, players! We appreciate your participation in The Game! For those of you who have just passed Level One, congratulations! For those of you who have not passed Level One, we apologize for the great deal of pain and suffering you must be feeling right now. That is, if you are still alive enough to hear me."
<A game!? Who in their right mind would make such a sickening thing and call it a game!?> His calm personality soon took over again.
"The Game is simple. Survival until a certain point allows you to proceed to the next level. Death means you lose."
"Hmm…" Nathan said to himself. "Sounds simple enough."
"As for rules, there are very few, and most of them are for you to find out on your own. Certain actions will be looked upon favorably and increase your score, and some may allow you to proceed to the next level. Death or injury will subtract from your score. On occasion, we may provide you with helpful advice to guide the way. For example, fire is hot. Do not touch it unless you wish to be burned. On other occasions, a helpful pixie may appear to point you in the right direction. That is all for the moment."

"Now, are you ready for Level 2?"
 
(OOC: You know, Ratiosu, you could just attack. That's kinda what Chasers do. ^^)

Arin's psychic sense told her it was coming seconds before it did. It didn't, however, tell her what it was. "Duck!" she cried to Aya, and swerved to the side as a large glowing yellow bulb flashed past her. What in the world? she thought furiously. Signal beam? Glancing back in the direction of the attack, she couldn't see anything, so she flew up higher to get a better vantage point. And voila; A little Shinx. A player, or just another threat in the game? "Wait a sec," she said to Aya, and started to head back and investigate. If it was another Player, then he was worth saving. If not, well, she thought she could handle a Shinx, but it would mean that not all Pokemon within the Game were Players. Which would be most unfortunate.

But before she could take two metaphorical steps, a bat-like vampirish thing landed in front of her, giving her a little fright. It collapsed onto the ground in front of her, and did not move. She felt an absurd desire to grab a stick and poke it, but restrained herself and continued to her previous objective: That Shinx. The thing didn't seem like too much of a threat seeing how it wasn't moving, but she called back to Aya "Keep an eye on that thing!" anyways. Maybe it got hit by a volcano bomb, a flaming rock ejected from the volcano. Well, it was comforting to know that the Game's elements weren't immune to itself. She cautiously floated by, paws up and ready just in case to the Shinx, and queried, "Are you a Player?"

She noted out of the corner of her eye an odd sight: A Marowak riding a Rapidash. Now, this sight was so strange that she felt absolutely certain it was two more Players working together, but now came a new question: Just how many Players were in this game?
 
Aya ducked as soon as he heard the Latias's words. A split second later, a signal beam, apparently, or something similar at least, passed them. He gave the Latias a grateful glance, perhaps he was warming up at last. And the Latias didn't seem dangerous, though really, how dangerous were Latias anyway, unless they were angry?


"Thanks." He said, there was no other way to say it. Maybe he didn't fully trust the Latias, but he had avoided an attack that could have been super effective against him, and that was something that he likely wouldn't forget, no, not having the type of brain he did. He couldn't remember the last time he forgot something, which made it especially hard to just...let go of something. Because he never forgot it.


Thinking about that, he hardly noticed when a vampiric creature, he could only guess what it was, landed in front of him, and he felt a growl rise in his throat. The sight of it didn't scare him as much as how suddenly it had just appeared, though it was true he had no clue what that was, hadn't seen one before, but it bore some resemblance to a human. It couldn't have been fully human, though, he knew what humans looked like.


Well, he wasn't taking any chances. If it made any move that even hinted that it was going to attack, he would retailiate on instinct. It was just what he did. The Latias wasn't really paying attention to it, but he couldn't take his eyes off of the creature. It intrigued him in one way, disgusted him in another, and frightened him in yet another. Strange how it worked that way...


Even as he kept his eyes on the creature, the Latias left for a small moment, to speak to a Shinx apparently, since when had a Shinx appeared? He seemed to be losing track of things at the moment, but maybe it was just the confusion of everything.


"Keep an eye on that thing!" The Latias called, and Aya nodded. What do you think I'm doing? He thought, which was have been his normal, though completely silent response, obviously he would keep an eye on that thing. Couldn't have taken his eyes off the thing, even if he wanted to, could he?
 
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