Secrets Of The Darkness: Chapter One- Major Arcana

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*SIGH* Only pity is , lots of people like JBCpeace and Nigma aren't paying attention to the Pokemon Roleplay thread. And that makes me and Fallen the only veterans from the dead version of this thread and part of the few people with guns , and that this thread has gone nowhere in the past four or five posts (no offense)
 
if it'll keep this thread from closing....fine, i'll give my guy something. Like maybe like the pistol in HALO 1...i'll go edit my post now. :P
 
I thought we were aloud any weapons? didn;t think we would need guns seeing as I have a bastard sword and a staff... actually maybe i will carry two pistols or something.
 
well yea. if they are "recommended" then they're sorta necessary, no?
 
just wondering...when r u planning on starting the RP?
 
I geuss we can start, Any late sign ups anytime are okay though.

Begin!

AJ walked into the armory and picked up a bland gray box from inside a safe, it was heavy. He slowly opened the box and took an object out of it, Latest Project, create a desert eagle that will shoot the traditional .50 round, not AE. AJ thought to himself as he took out the large handgun, the gun would have to be bolt action to work correctly. AJ sighed and put his latest project back in the gray box, he put it back in the security case and locked it up tight. " With that... We would be able to kill the Arcana so much easier." The hispanic muttered to himself.

" Don't get your hopes up." Said Barry from across the room, he was holding a large wrench that seemed to shimmer in the light.
" Why not?" AJ challenged changing his expression from a frown to a smirky grin, seemed to be filled with lots of sass.
" We're not ready to storm the first place, to kill The Fool." Barry said sitting down in a wooden chair.
" We're already near Pallet, we sneak in real easy and blow the Damn things head off." AJ sighed pullling his beretta from it's holster, " We could load up and go right now, Sneak in and Boom!" AJ smiled making a motion with his gun.

" Well no one's ready yet, The Fool's supposed to have a power anyway, all the Arcana do." Barry said getting up and shuffling to a cabinet. " Have a page from the Book Of Light copied in here about them, Just hold On." He said to the blue eyed Hispanic.

" Ahh! Here we go." Said the Bulky man opening a file, " Read it and Weep."

Major Arcana- Number Zero- The Fool.

The Fool is to be the weakest of the Major Arcana, yet it is the beginning of all ends and the first step to the journey of a thousand miles. The Fool can call upon it's followers with a shriek and has the ability to make a person have temporary Amnesia, The Fool's weak Point is usually quite obvious, The rose it will always in battle hold. Without the Rose The Fool cannot Regenerate and can therebye be killed traditonally. The Fool is to carry a large wooden pole that he can thrust through a man, Beware the Fools Agility and speed.
[PokeCommunity.com] Secrets Of The Darkness: Chapter One- Major Arcana
Also Watch out for the Wolfen he cry on to, for they shall answer in thy enemies blood.

AJ Sighed at the Page and decided that this was going to be a little harder then originally thought, " Time to Prepare anyhow"
 
Hey hey, i know this one. Sorry that i wasn´t able to pay attention to the rp forum here like Omega said. ^^ I had lot´s of important stuff to do, and because all my friends are gone i didn´t had the interest in coming back here. Well, i hope that your second rp runs better. Have much fun! ^^
 
Leroy rushed into the armory barely dressed. He only had on a white t-shirt and jeans. His hair was a mess and he was in only socks. Of course, he also had his belt with his pokéballs on. He stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing A.J. and Barry in the room staring at him. "Heh heh. Er...don't mind me guys, I'll be decent in a second!" Leroy sprinted to his locker and opened it. First, he took and put on his jacket. Then he slipped on his boots. Next, he took one of his swords in a case and strapped it onto his back. Finally, he opened a box and took out his pistol and around 80 extra rounds for it which he slipped into a box on his belt. Sweat was dripping down his face. Leroy knew the day the resistance took on the first Arcana was approaching. He was nervous, but not nervous enough to rush in a random direction hoping to escape. He was not like that anymore, not since he had joined the fight against the Arcana. When Leroy finished throwing together his ensemble to walked over to A.J. and Barry. "So, guys," he said, "what's the plan?"
 
Jason ran down the hallway to his locker with incredible speed without his shirt on. He opened it and took out his vest, headband, pants, and sneakers (He only has his blue boxers on.) and slipped them on immediately. After that he slid his katana into its sheath and strapped it onto his back and strapped his gun into place. He ran towards the meeting place and stopped when he noticed A.J. and Barry all there, looking at him and Leroy, who was apparently there before him.

"Uh..... Hey." He muttered.

He heard a munching sound and turned around to see Rocky, the chubbiest member of the rebels, grubbing on a plate of chicken.

"Damn it Rocky, you fat ass!" Jason spun and punched him through the hallway and into the kitchen, with lots of cooked food like sausages." Ah crap... That's gonna get me into trouble... BIG time." He cursed and walked away back to the others.
 
AJ glared at his pitiful soldiers, mainly at Jason, " Jason, Stop harassing the others, for your disruption... Fifty Push-ups." AJ told Jason, with coldness in his voice. " I would like everyone to suit up, Gather your weapons and any other gear, meet back here in ten minutes." AJ announced, and then quickly " Except you Jason, do your push ups and then gear up."

AJ felt a hint of anger toward Jason, a strange yet powerful rage, " In such serious times, we must stay serious, we must not point out weaknesses in others, we must simply fight and fight as a team, next time you make such a disruption... I will not be so soft on you... you can bet on it."

AJ walked from Jason and went to suit up for combat, their first attack would be on the fool, inside his base in the center of pallet town, they would kill all of the enemies they had to, once they killed The Fool, Pallet would be freed from any other dark spells that surrounded it, no more evil.

They would then move on to Viridian where they would fight Type 1 The Magician, which was considerably tougher then The Fool. They would keep going until they had killed all of the Arcana Warriors and then they would finish off Dillon... And James AJ thought silently to himself.

James was AJ's twin brother, and he had been tempted by the darkness of Dillon, it was all to bad. Before the madness, James had been an outcast from society, he had been a strange one and when Dillon rose he had his revenge on all that had taunted and hurt him, he had either killed them or tortured or both.

That had made AJ sad, but then... He killed mom and dad... AJ had been so angry, James had killed them in his extremity of power, in his rage.

AJ found his way into the Armory and went to his weapons locker, he put on his combat vest and grenade belt, he put in three Incendiary grenades and three frags. He then pulled out holsters for each hip and put a Nine millimeter handgun in each, he filled up the pack part of the holster with three seventeen round clips each, two of the six clips had special explosion rounds. AJ found a leg holster and put a compact snub nosed .38 revolver in it.

AJ put a Combat knife in the knife holster on his shoulder of the vest, then on another leg holster he put his Wakizabi, the short katana. He found his shotgun next, it was an Eight gauge non stock combat breeching shotty.

He loaded his hip pack with about ten shotgun shells and two speed loaders for the .38, he put the shotgun on his back with the strap and turned his attention to other things, AJ grabbed another carry on bag to put more ammunition in, he stuffed it with another two handgun clips, another speed loader and thirty seven more shotgun shells, he quickly made sure all the weapons so far were loaded, they were. AJ grabbed his last two weapons, a burst fire MP5K with four thirty round magazines and what he had really been working on for so long, he dubbed it " The Fallen Angel" named after the saying on the back of his trench coat, it fired the heaviest round known to man, or at least to AJ. It was a special round, .90 a very large round that fit into the sleek chrome revolver, the Fallen Angel was huge.

AJ stuffed the Fallen Angel in the bottom of his large bag with two extra speed loaders, which meant that AJ had 18 Fallen Angel rounds, he would only use them on last resort.

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Barry wasn't surprised at AJ's harshness toward Jason, Barry would have actually made Jason do three times the punishment, but Barry knew that AJ was on a tight schedule and had no time to punish people. Barry walked from the main room to the armory, he found his locker which was the biggest out of all of them, he typed in the password to unlock the locker and decided on what he would be getting.

He grabbed a bullet proof combat vest and grabbed his first weapon to get from AJ, it was a .357 chrome revolver with an optic scope and silencer, AJ had also gave him a few rounds that were armor piercing. He put the bulky revolver in it's holster, he also packed twelve speed loaders in his hip pack.

Next Barry grabbed an M79 Grenade Launcher, this was his big weapon, he loaded it with a buckshot. This is just a Shotgun on steroids Barry grinned at that and grabbed five other buckshots, Barry also grabbed some explosive ones and incendiary. He packed them away for later use in a large carry on back pack, he also strapped the grenade launcher on his back.

Lastly Barry packed away a small nine millimeter handgun, packing it away with three clips. Barry shut his locker and went to return to the main room of the base.

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Misty heard AJ and nodded, she went to the armory and quickly opened her non password locker, she really didn't need one for the weapons she had, not like Barry did.

She put on her combat vest and grenade belt, half of her grenades were flash or smoke grenades, the other half was full of frags. She put some throwing knives on the grenade belt and a combat knife in her shoulder holster, she didn't prefer hand to hand combat like AJ did.

She found her Desert Eagles, .50 AE and Valentine designed to hold more rounds and a nice visual job, they each had optics on the top and optional silencers, not to mention they were gold. Misty packed them in her hip holsters and packed five clips for each one in her hip pack.

Misty then grabbed her remade Thompson, AJ had made a clip for it that held 75 rounds, much better then the original, she packed an extra drum clip for it and packed two 200 round box's that she could manually reload the drum clips with.

To finish off her weaponry she grabbed her Mossberg Shorty, it was a twelve gauge shotgun that was real short but held only three rounds at a time, still good.

Feeling like she had gotten everything she needed she left the armory and went into the main room to meet Barry, " Hey Barry, is AJ here yet?" She asked him in anticipation, " No, Casanova ain't here yet..." at that moment AJ walked into the room.

" Speak of the devil..."
 
Jason glanced at A.J. and gave off a smirk and a "Hmph..." Rocky came out of the hole and stared in awe at how mad A.J. was, but not in the way everyone would think. Jason walked up to Rocky, hand stretched out towards him. "Told you I could piss him off. 20 bucks you owe me I think?" Rocky reluctantly gave it up and Jason walked off to his own room to grab all of his projectiles and daggers and other minor weapons he would need.

"And I can't forget this..."

Jason grabbed a wallet with the delta symbol engraved onto it. He opened it up and stared at what was inside. Inside was a collection of photos of him and his girlfriend, Yuri. He let a tear fall and closed the wallet, gripping it tighter by the second. He walked off in a silent rage, remembering what the Arcana did to her.

'Those monsters.... They did everything horrible to her, and made me watch. I couldn't do anything. Held by those abominations and their huge-ass claws... The most horrible thing they did though.... Was torturing her to death in front of my eyes...'

Jason gave a slight feral snarl and shouted out at the cloudy sky. He walked out of the city, silentness following him...
 
Leroy let out a sigh as he once again tried to bear a regular, chaotic morning with the resistance. He turned to A.J. "So, boss, I think I've figured out a strategy to take on The Fool's area with minimal risk. Only problem is we don't have a hydrogen bomb in our arsenal..." He looked at A.J. again and could tell he was not amused. "Ok, here's the deal: We have to make him think our numbers are greater than they are. Y'know, psych 'em out. All that calls for is a little double-teaming and I think I have an idea of how we can do that."
 
It was a crisp and sunny day over Pallet Town, and the only blemish in the clear blue sky was the tiny speck of a large Pidgeot, soaring high in the air in lazy circles. The people of the town did not think too much of it, and went about their day as usual. The few that stopped to watch the majestic bird patrol the air did not notice that it was being ridden by someone, and nor did they really care.

"This'll be something to watch, eh Horne?" no one in the town could hear the voice of the man on the Pidgeot's back as he stroked the feathers of his Pokemon. His only response was a gentle cooing, created from the syllables in the bird's name. "The Rebels are planning to try and attack here tonight; shoot and slash their way through the whole town and try to kill the Arcana demon that lives here. Is 'lives' the right word to use Horne? I mean, it isn't really alive in the first place, but it does tend to stay here. Resides. The Arcana demon that resides here." The Pidgeot made an acknowledging noise, shaking its head and flapping its wings to push it a little higher into the air.

Kume wasn't really a Rebel, so to speak. He was in no way associated with the Arcana; and he was sure he hated them just as much as any of the Rebels, but he tried not to befriend the trigger-happy gun-toting over-zealous Resistance fighters as well. I mean sure, they paid him well for his photos; he was more like a Resistance surveillance photographer these days, and as much as he missed the good old days when all he had to do was dodge an angry Tauros or two to get good shots, the pay was a lot better now. He got shot at a considerable amount more than he used to, and the money was hard to spend anywhere, but it was either this or become one of the aforementioned gun-toting trigger-happy soldiers. He would rather be shot at some.

A lone Spearow cawed out near them, and Kume spun around to see the little bird charging at him, like it was trying to attack. He instinctively reached for his crossbow, and planted a bolt in the little birds chest. The lifeless Pokemon spiraled to the ground, and Kume smiled to himself. I really hate those little buggers, he thought as he watched it fall out of the sky. It was headed straight for the center of Pallet Town, and he knew he couldn't really stick around any longer. On the ground, a woman shrieked as the bloody Spearow landed next to her with a dull wet crunch. An Arcana guard examined it, and studied with particular detail the projectile extruding from the torso of the deceased bird. Back in the air, Kume and Horne were already out of sight, and were nearing the camp. Now that he couldn't hang around the skies of Pallet Town, he was going to have to listen to the Resistance soldiers as they prepared. Lots of 'Oh-Ra's and 'Sir, yes sir's as they each tried to look more macho than the next. The Pidgeot landed gently inside the encampment and he strolled to the place which was the most full of the soldiers. He felt for some of them, having gone through personal trauma; like that guy who had his girlfriend kidnapped and killed. He could understand why they wanted to fight, but he didn't approve of their methods. As he entered, he heard one of them crack a joke about H-bombing the whole area, which he found to be just a little distasteful.

"…and I think I have an idea of how we can do that." The same man finished. Kume didn't know his name, but he had seen him around before. He was addressing AJ, a higher ranked soldier than he was, and also in the room were various other combatants whose name he did not know. He turned his attention momentarily to the first soldier

"Yeah, unfortunately they haven't yet designed a way to make all your egos visible." He chuckled as he strolled past. He liked cracking the occasional joke at their expense, it wasn't like they could do anything about it, Kume was outside of their ranking system, having been officially hired by someone farther up the chain of command. He sat himself down on one of the nearby chairs and extracted his professional quality SLR camera, currently equipped with a panoramic lens. He extracted the film from the back of it, and placed it in a film case carefully. Next he took out a roll of sticky labels and wrote Viridian City – Town Center in block capitals before peeling it off and adhering it to the film case on his other knee. He them pocketed the labels, his pen and the camera, placing it back in its custom made leather pouch before putting it back in his pocket. From a smaller pocket in his large overcoat, he produced his lighter, and began to flick at the ignition wheel absentmindedly, half watching that, half watching the soldiers as they prepared for their assault on Pallet Town, and within it, The Fool.
 
AJ felt like he was being watched, from the sky's, How strange... AJ thought silently to himself, He payed his attention to the one talking to him, which was... Leroy! Of course. Leroy was trying to lighten him up with his stale humor, it wasn't working, not at all. Leroy then said that a good plan would be to double team on single enemies, " To make them think we have more then they do." He had said.

AJ found himself slightly aggrivated with Leroy's plan, We? Great numbers? AJ mentally laughed, the Arcana had the whole world, while they only had about sixty or less people, in the war against The Fool, they would be facing atleast three hundred of each kind of warriors. El Gigante's and Hacha's, not to mention the deadly Chainsaw Beasts and the common zombie like creatures.

The other flaw in Leroys plan was the fact that the enemies they would be facing had nearly no soul and such, they had no real mind, they we're puppets being controlled by the pupiteer, Dillon. But some soliders still retained their mentality, not all with their humanity; they had all been altered in one way or another. AJ remembered his first encounter with one of these warriors, it was still fresh in his mind.

He had been causing lot's of trouble to Dillon, not even trying to act careful, in result Dillon sent one of his impossibly altered soliders to finish him. AJ had been in Pallet at the time and it ended up being urban combat, Walking along and suddenly feeling a dark presence behind me, turning around quickly I saw him; nearly standing at seven feet tall, he held a massive rail gun aiming at me, about to pull the trigger.

I drew out a incinderary grenade and in a swift motion stuck it in the barrel of the gun, diving backwards as it exploded. Hoping that that was the end of it, reluctantly looking toward the smoldering ashes of the rail gun, but he was still there and didn't look phased by the fiery death of his weapon.

And he didn't look amused, " Now, I'm mad." I had been shocked by that the most, that he spoke more then just mindless moans. He cracked his neck to the right, then to the left, an audiable crack sound could be heard. The man started to charge, looking then I could see that he had a large blade drawn to his left arm and he was going kill me with it. I drew my nine millimeter handguns and started unloading the rounds onto the large man, blast after blast, the bullets were piercing but he didn't show a sign of slowing down, feeling desperate I unvieled my combat knife, but by then I had been hit. The large blade went into my shoulder, it went in deep, I felt my chance to attack as he stood there with his knife plunged into my left shoulder, using my right arm I swung the combat knife into his chest, hoping that my slim chance of hitting his heart would pull through.

He seemed to be in a small shock, blood started to drip from the puncture wound and stained his clothing, hoping to finish this brawl I pulled out my Eight gauge shotgun and aimed toward his face, even though he was in shock he was still smiling, " Wipe that grin off your face... Better yet, let me!" I fired once, twice into his face, the bb's found their ways into many parts of his face and scraped the flesh off the mucsle, creating many places that were impulsivly bleeding.

The man still stood however, " Thats Bullsheet!" I cursed angrily as my anger pented up, in my rage I sent four more of the powerful shotgun blast into his skull, the fourth one decapitating the fellow. His bloody head slid off his neck and landed on the ground with a meaty sounding squish. " I'm going to have to be more careful from now on." I said aloud walking away, " Oh yeah, one more thing." I pulled the knife out of his chest.

AJ snapped back to the present, " Your plan wouldn't work, not at all." AJ didn't feel the need to explain.

" I'm going to do a little something and then we'll head out." AJ announced as he sat down in a chair and pulled out a small laptop.

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Barry saw AJ leave Leroy off without any detail of why his plan wouldn't work, Barry sighed and walked over to Leroy. " The reason your plan wouldn't work is... Well, They have too many on their side and none of them will feel any suprise, fear or any emotion at all. Think of them all as Zombies." He told Leroy in assorted emotion.

" Be ready to leave in a few minutes... Because it seems like Jason already did, Damn!"
 
Leroy understood what A.J. was talking about. Of course! Leroy thought to himself. Zombies don't think. Why does it have to be zombies? The one thing that type of strategy doesn't work against... He smacked his forehead to try to knock some sense into himself. A decent alternative to that would to physically increase our numbers. That, or increasing our weapons' power. He took out a notepad and began to write down possible options as soon as A.J. walked away and took out his laptop. Crap! I can't think of any strategy to make the opponent think. That's when Leroy had an epiphany. "A.J.!" Leroy shouted. "The enemies in Pallet don't think, right?"
 
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