The Star in the Sky

Status
Not open for further replies.
Hello, i just wanted to know if i could join the rp or is it too late?

I didn't have the time to read all posts but i kind of think that people have turned into pokemons right?

Name: Pummel Kraven

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Location: In Kahnto lost somewhere in a forrest

Pokémon to Become: Ditto, but she has taken the form of a schyter and seems to stay in it because switching makes her sick

Description: Pummel was a red haired trainer with hair to her shoulders. She always weared a white top and white pants, she often weared a red backpack where she kept all kind of stuff. Pummel had very white skin and was actually pretty beautiful, now she is a Ditto walking around in the form of a Schyter

Personality: Pummels mood changes faster than a ditto.. And that's is funny because she IS a ditto, she can be the sweetest person you have ever met or the most dangerous ***** you have ever seen but at most times she is very sweet and a fun person to be around

History: Pummel was born in a very rich family but her parents never even tried to act like her parents so her grandmother took care of her instead, Pummel is a very young millionaire and she gets everything she wants as long as she keeps hundred miles away from her parents, many trainers envy her but actually she would rather have her parents than the money. Once when she was a child she met a legendary Pokemon and ran away with it, but soon she returned to her grandmother because she was very sad that Pummel ran away

Love: Single

RP Sample: (( Here is a rp sample from an fantasy forum, in there i am a shape shifter possessed by a friendly demon born by the darkness itself ))

Pummel walked into a room that seemed to be empty
" Jeez, there s no patients on this hospital at all"
Agreed
" WHAT!"
Pummel turned around and looked into a mirror, instead of her own reflection a beautiful elf like creature looked back at her with catlike blue eyes, his hair was long and blond, he smiled at her showing his fangs and raised one claw like hand before he touched the mirror, it looked like it was a window and he was standing n a copy of the room Pummel was in.
" Catseye, your awake!!"
You seem surprised?
" Yes i do i usually know when your sleeping and when your not!"
Unexperienced...
Pummel gasped
" You heard me? I didn't mean it Cat, really!"
The demon on the other side of the mirror growled, he looked at her with angry eyes
Maybe i should go kill the angel and the shadow demon just to show how much experience i have!!
Pummel smiled and crossed her arms
" I don't think so, last time you fought you won but only barely, you are not use to feel pain and that's is your weakness"
Maybe, but making you feel pain is my strength..
" Just because you are all mighty that does not mean that you know how to be a dangerous killer demon!"
And just because you are a female it does not mean that you know how to behave!
Pummel smiled and hit the mirror
" Don't be so Emo Catseye, i does no suit you"
The demon smiled back at her and yawned
Pummel sighed
" You know what Cat, i have heard about love hate relationships but this is ridiculous.."
Then we finally agree about something.. That is an improvement
 
OOC: Um... it is a bit late....

As temporary board master though, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to reject this sign-up, on the grounds that your roleplaying sample is really skimpy on description, as is everything about your sign-up. Your grammar needs improvement too, come to think of it. Also, you should probably take a look at the plot- everybody (except Tom, who's being played by our absent ruler, Random_Fan) is in Ecruteak, which would make your character pretty hard to interact with, neh?

So yeah, improve your history, make your personality at least six lines, and improve your spelling, etc. and you're in. Until then? REJECTED
 
OOC: Argh it's been so dead since you left ACC. Well , the whole entire Roleplaying thread actually. And Wafflegod's trying to give it a boost with his new Roleplay. I'll post later
 
OOC: Um....

Hikari, you would need a sign-up with at least minimal grammar, spelling, description, etc. Think you can give me that? You're in. If not, you may run like crazy as I fire non-existent bullets at you.

Omega, couldn't you just hurry up and post? (Though I must say, thank you for noticing I'm back!)

Anyone notice what happen to the better roleplayers? Kaki, Fullmetal, etc. I mean. Except for Random_Fan, they're all AWOL. Maybe they actually found a social life? (Kidding)
 
OOC: Social lives are a bother but can be entertaining on occasion. :P There are several reasons I've been gone. One, I've been busy and two, I am re-addicted to Tales of Symphonia and am about to beat it...again. XD I've got a bit of writer's block, too. I haven't been able to think of anything to type so my next post is probably going to suck.

IC: Ruya flexed her claws as she stretched. The short nap she had snatched after the battle had been refreshing but uneasy. Many people had gotten hurt but were all right, so that wasn't bothering her too much. Tom had vanished and that was a problem but there was nothing to suggest he was in any danger. He had probably gone for a walk, gotten lost in the woods, and would find his way back eventually.

Now that she was awake the important thing to do was to head for the gym to speak with Morty. The former ghost trainer would hopefully be able to solve everything quickly if he wasn't too irritated in the delay of information. Still, he probably would have done all the research it was possible for him to do while they were making their way to Ecruteak so it was possible he'd have all the answers they needed once the two wings were presented to him.

A faint sigh was the only sound the half-Sneasel girl made as she walked across the lobby of the Pokemon Center towards the doors. There were still signs of the battle but they were minor. Things looked a little bigger than they had previously but that wasn't surprising. Because her physical appearance closely resembled that of a Sneasel now it seemed logical that she would begin to shrink to the appropriate size as a few of her friends already had.

The double doors slid open as Ruya approached and a soft smile crossed her face as the memory of the events just a short time ago. She had passed through these very doors to see that the star had vanished along with her Pokemon.

Outside she spotted Travis and Zaiku sitting on a bench. After a moment she decided to join them. "Hiya, sneasel...guys. Sne...Nice day, sel sneasel, isn't it?" A falsely bright smile covered the irritation she felt at her speech impairment. She wanted to hurry up and see Morty so everything could go back to normal. Or, at least, to the way it had been before.
 
OOC: Zelda is out for the summer break so I have to take care of her character.

IC: at Shi's location

Shi happily woke up in the spare room of her friend Diana's house. She wandered around , wondering about what to do before heading over to give Morty the Silver Wing.

"Hmmmm... Should I go out for breakfast , or just go to the small lake near the Tin Tower for a little drink and a swim?" Shi asked herself. She decided to go out to the lake so she got a little washcloth as a makeshift towel , after making sure it was clean.

"Alright. After this I'll go look for Davis and head to Morty with the others!" shi sped happily down the road , making sure not to meet up with awkward people.

at Davis's location

Davis wandered up to the roof of the Tin Tower , looking at the scorches from the landings of Ho-oh from the past millions of years. He couldn't believe that a graceful Pokemon like Ho-oh would be able to leave such marks on the roof of the Tin Tower.

"Wow... These scorches are neat , and they're all so smooth! These are some fine burns..."

After examining the burns he started to walk up to the Ho-oh statue when he noticed some very glittery powder on part of the roof before the statue. He went to see what it really was when he slipped on the smooth top of the roof. "Aaaaaah! Argh! Darn it , don't look down , don't look down!"

Davis pulled himself up. He tried to get up on his feet but couldn't as he seemed to have broken his ankle from the slip.

"Grrr...Just great..." Davis muttered. He crawled to the glittery powder and touched it. It was warm , and felt very soft , like ashes. As he picked up a handful his ankle started to feel better. He tried to move it and to his satisfaction , it did. He got back up and looked at the powder. He could tell that it had a healing power inside of it. And then he remembered that sacred ashes were left at where ever Ho-oh had landed and scorched , and there were only two places.

"Navel Rock and Tin Tower...." He muttered. He took out a gold silk cloth and picked up the Sacred Ash and slowly and carefully put it in a neat little hill. He tied up the cloth to wear it looked like a small bag and clipped a small silver chain onto it , and wore it around his neck.

"Time to get out of here , hyaah!" Davis brought out his emergency escape rope and threw it all the way down to fifty feet below. He tied it to the ledge of the Tin Tower and started to slide down.
 
Okay this time i really tried to do my best so i hope this is better than the last one


Name: Pummel Nebraska Craven

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Location: Pummel is currently in the Johto religion and is wandering around in a forrest near Ecruteak City

Pokémon to Become: Ditto, but she has taken the form of a schyter and seems to stay in it

Description: Pummel was a rather beautiful girl, her hair was long, it reached her to the middle of her back and was always shinning and glancing. Her eyes was honest, easy to read and the colour of the night sky, a yellow ring surrounded her iris like a snake around a black pearl. Pummels skin had always been very white and because of that she was wearing white or black clothing most of the time. Her favorite outfit was a white summer top with white long pants and black boots, her belt was made of silver and leather and she always wore a leather necklace with a noctowl figure around her neck. Pummel was not a small girl but she wasn't the tallest one neither, she was a average seized girl who had a flexible and muscular body, which meant that she could be the perfect dancer and a lean killing machine at times.

Personality: pummel is a very sweet and peace loving girl.. at times..
The truth is that Pummel is and has always been a adaptable girl, she adapts to the people she i around, that means that if she is with a sweet person she will be a sweet person to, but if she is around a mean person she will show off her sharp tongue skills biting back in the verbal language faster the a Ekans can bite. Pummel is calm and fun to be around most of the time, she likes to be the one who watches Pokemon battles rather than than being the one fighting, if she feels threatened or her friends are in danger she can become a rather dangerous enemy to have, especially because she believes that in a battle there is no playing dirty, there is only a winner and a loser after the fight, everything that happens from the start to the end is nothing but a war that she has to win no matter the costs, but because of her nature she has only been in a Pokemon battle once against a Butterfree. Pummel hates people who think that they are the ones n charge when they aren't, but still she prefers to be quiet and the take revenge later than be a whiner.

History: Pummel was born in the Kanto region in a very wealthy family, her father was a powerful company man and her mother was a huge and famous Pokemon fashion designer who fell in love with each other and married, the marriage only lasted a few weeks but unfortunately Pummels mother got pregnant during that time period, after she was born both her mother and father rejected her, they send her to the Johto region instead where she lived with her mothers sister who treated her as her own child.
Pummel never Saw her mother or father but they send her everything she needs, gifts, fashion cloths, and when she was old enough they send her the best Pokemon's they could buy for money and the best Pokemon equipment they could lay their hands on, Pummel how ever was not happy with the way the threaded her, they never send her letters, only money and things and one day she could not take it anymore, she decided to run away from her home even though she love Amelia, her aunt. On her short journey she met a legendary Pokemon who helped her and they became friend for life, but after a while Pummel decided to return to her home, saying goodbye to her new friend was hard but necessary because the Pokemon was shy and did not like to be around other humans.


Love: Single

RP Sample: (( Since some people did not like my rp sample last time i chose this story i wrote one day when i was bored... And if any one calls this skimpy i don't now what else to do XD ))

Sheila, was sitting on her hotel room...
Raven was watching late night T.V. and Keith was hanging on the wall, silent as always. He was still a good Pokémon. Sheila and Raven never talk for long periods of time because he often started talking about something other than what she wanted to talk about. Keith was different. He never started talking about anything else and he just looked at her with those cold eyes, in a weird way, like he was listening to her every word...
Raven suddenly started laughing, the cartoon he was watching was about a Phsyduck ... Sheila didn't see the fun but it was on the Pokémon channel so nothing in the cartoon was in any human language...
Sheila got up from the giant bed and walked over to the window, the stars looked pretty on the midnight sky...
From the window she could see the entire city, and more. She opened the window and enjoyed the fresh air...
A group of Pidgeys were flying over the buildings and a Skitty was getting ready to sing a midnight song on a rooftop near her room...
Sheila closed the window in a hurry, just soon enough to avoid the sleepy song the Skitty was singing. She sighed then smiled. Raven looked at her for a while before he returned to his movie. Keith looked at her from the wall... Sheila walked through the room and over to the bathroom.
She began to fill the bathtub up with warm water and took off her blouse and pants. She was about to take off her underwear when she heard Raven screaming something in the bedroom.
Sheila sighed, "WHAT IS IT?" she asked. The Vulpix just kept on screaming. Sheila walked out of the bathroom and through the living room, sending a loving thought to the two eggs lying on the couch, covered in blankets and pillows. Beside the eggs a radio was on. Sheila once read a book about eggs. Pokémon mothers often talk to their offspring while they are in their egg shells so a radio was the closest she could come to talking 24/7 with the eggs. She came into the bedroom where Raven was standing on the bed howling. "What's wrong Raven? You cant be hungry you just ate!" Raven jumped up and down like he was trying to tell something to her. Sheila walked over to the bed and looked under it. Raven stopped howling and Sheila started screaming. Under the bed a weird brown-looking Pokémon was sleeping. It was covered in blood and looked very hurt.
Sheila stopped screaming and got the half dead Pokémon out from under the bed.
She held the poor thing in her arms while the blood ran down her skin and painted her white bra red. "Oh my Gosh!" The Pokémon seemed to far away to react on her voice. Sheila laid the Pokémon down on the bed.
"Great, I wanted to be a Pokémon trainer. I wanted a Pokémon, and suddenly, I have Pokémon all over the place!" She ran to the bathroom and grabbed a First-aid kit. She tried to fix the Pokémon's left arm but it seemed to be broken. The blood started to run through the mattress.
"It's going to die!" announced Sheila. She ran over to a chair and got a large brown sweater on that covered her lower half. She had no time for putting on her pants too, before the Pokémon would die! She thought that it was better to run half naked through the streets. She picked up the Pokémon. It stopped breathing... "OH GOD!!" Sheila put it down again and did some of the training she learned from school, mouth to mouth and so on...
The Pokémon started to breathe again! Sheila picked it up and ran through her hotel suite, "RAEVEN STAY AND PROTECT KEITH AND THE KIDS, DONT LET ANYONE COME IN!" Sheila ran through the entire hotel with the Pokémon dying in her arms. People looked at her when she passed them. She didn't blame them, she was half nude and the Pokémon was bleeding all over her. She didn't stop running when she reached the streets. She ran towards the Pokémon center, she forgot to put on shoes, and the sand burned her feet and the rocks cut them open. She didn't notice the pain; all she could hear was the silent heartbeat of the Pokémon in her arms. It was almost dead now, its small heart was stopping and she couldn't do anything about it. She closed her eyes while she ran. Sheila cried.. Her tears landed on the ground behind her because of the speed. Why? She thought to herself Why did I have to live on a hotel so far from the Pokémon center?
The Pokémon started crying. Sheila opened her eyes and looked at it...
It tried to speak but no word came out of its mouth only blood. Sheila faintly smiled, "Everything is going to be fine my sweetie, no one will hurt you, you are safe with me" She didn't know why she said it, it was something her mother always said to her when she was a little girl. The Pokémon made a low sound as if it was drowning in its own blood. Sheila screamed, "NOOOOO!" Her legs hurt and she couldn't breathe, she just couldn't run any longer. If there only was a way to. Suddenly she stopped, she was right outside of a bar and a old Pokémon was looking at her. It was bound to a tree with a rope.
Sheila ran over to it and tried to get up in the saddle but she burned her hand when she tried to get up. She didn't have time to notice the pain; she turned to the Pokémon and fell down, crying on her knees.
The Rapidash whined but looked at her with warm caring eyes, like it was trying to ask her what in the world she was doing. "Please" Sheila screamed the words out because the pain in her heart was forcing her not to breathe, hurting her even more... "I need to get to the Pokémon center, I can not run anymore. I found this Pokémon under my bed and Raven was, Keith!.. And I couldn't...!" Sheila gasped for air. The Rapidash didn't seem to understand her. "Please..." Sheila's voice was now only a silent whisper, "If I don't get to the Pokémon center real quick, this Pokémon will die..." Sheila looked at the Pokémon in her arms, it was fainting. It looked white because of the blood it had lost... Sheila felt something warm on her forehead, she looked up.. The Rapidash gently pushed her. Sheila got up from the ground. The Horse Pokémon nodded. Sheila grabbed the reins and swung herself up on the Rapidash with the other Pokémon held tight to her chest. "YA!" The Rapidash started running, Sheila was surprised of how fast the Pokémon could run and she nearly fell off its back. But, she grabbed the horse around its neck and held on. Not because she could die if she fell of the Rapidash, she just knew that the Pokémon would die soon and she just HAD to rescue it. People and Pokémon on the streets jumped aside when the flaming Pokémon ran towards them, Sheila felt like time had stopped. She was sitting on the Rapidash, the Pokémon's warm blood covered her entire body and her own blood ran down the sites of the fire Pokémon. She looked at the creature she was holding, it seemed dead to her, but through her wet sweater she could feel the small heart beat silently. She hugged the Pokémon. The Rapidash stopped... Some trainers who were having a late night cigarette saw here and ran into the center. The Rapidash looked at her, Everything seemed so far away, her body felt warm and tired. Someone was screaming and another one was talking to her. It all seemed so far away; maybe it was all a dream.
She smiled to the Pokémon. Someone got her off the Rapidash and down on the ground... She was laying there on her left side with the Pokémon in her arms... I opened its eyes just a bit... She smiled at him... "Its okay" Her voice was a low whisper, a nurse came over and bended over Sheila and the Pokémon, "No one is going to hurt you."
She closed her eyes and the world around her went all black, almost every sound disappeared, she couldn't feel her legs...
"I'm here, you're safe..." She slowly whispered...Then her entire world went black... A warm male voice spoke to her. Inside her head, she wasn't afraid of it, she knew the voice even though she never heard it before...
"I know Sheila, now I'm safe....."
No sounds, no words, no feelings, just darkness...
Sheila fainted.
 
OOC: Um... stick to one verb tense, and consider cutting out the legendary Pokemon bit, because it doesn't really add anything and really makes your character look like a Mary-sue, which she isn't. Learn the use of apostrophes, and separate your paragraphs in your role-playing sample. Do that, and you're in. Right now, you are Pending.

Please, someone, hurry up and move the plot ahead... (I'm too brain-dead).
 
OOC: Suddenly a giant bird flew out of the sky and ate Travis in one bite!!! :P Sorry, I'm brain dead, too. Travis is the one carrying the wings, right? Then maybe you should make him decide to just head for the gym. ^^;
 
OOC: Nah, he isn't, unfortunately. Kaki has one wing, and Zelda has the other, so until either of them post we can't go anywhere. But the big bird thing has potential- maybe make it an army of Murkrow-morphs?
 
OOC: Omega is taking care of my character for me. Ashe said I'm on a summer long vacation. I'm only posting here because he persuaded me to and because I was lucky enough to find a library here in Japan. I was lucky enough to actually be able to stay here :D
 
OOC: JAPAN? YOU LOSER!! *Shoots with pop-gun*. How DARE you go to Japan before I get to! *cries*

Anyway... I'm going to skip things ahead a bit, 'cuz it looks like we have no other choice. Omega and Hazel, sorry for the slight powerplaying I'm going to have to do here- it's basically just giving the wings to Morty, so it doesn't matter all that much anyway, za?

(As you can tell, I'm getting used to being substitute leader. XD)

IC: The group had finally banded together, with the exception of Tom. Travis had talked with Davis and Nurse Joy after the Psyduck had gone missing, and after a bit of discussion with the rest of the group, they had come to the conclusion that Tom had simply left the group to search for something on his own. What that "Something" was, Travis didn't know, but it seemed to him as if Tom had gone on a journey the same way he had- on his own, searching for something precious and irreplacable. After an hour or two of discussion over a light breakfast, Travis had been elected temporary group leader until the band left Ecruteak, and everyone had decided that before they went looking for Tom, they should hear what Morty had to say. Therefore, at almost twelve noon, the group was standing in front of Morty's gym, preparing to knock on the door.

Travis steeled himself. At this point, it was either go on, or give up. There was no middle ground. No matter what the group did after this point, if Morty didn't have a revelation of some sort about where the Pokemon were, it was over. Victory or defeat. Black or white. No turning back...

Travis raised his clawed fist and hammered it into the door. The resulting pounding noise was loud enough to awaken the spirits of every deceased Pokemon in Mt. Pyre, it seemed. It was the kind of whack usually reserved for Pokemon battles, or mountaineers trying to start a small avalanche, for one reason or another. There was no way Morty could have missed it. Stepping back, Travis stared uneasily at the group. Hopefully, Morty's powers were still a bit operational. If they weren't... no, that possibility just couldn't exist. Nervously, the group stood and waited.

One heartbeat.

Two heartbeats.

Twenty.

Then, without warning, the door swung open, noiselessly, revealing a shadowed interior of the gym. A haunting voice, barely recognizable as Morty's, called "Come in..." from somewhere upstairs. Without hesistation, Travis and the group trudged forward.

The room the morphs found themselves in had been remodeled slightly since Travis had last arrived. The ceiling, walls, and floor of the room had been painted completely black. The only light was provided by dual rows of torches on either side of the ceiling. As far as Travis could tell, no one was inside. But then, where was Morty?

"Close the door please!" Morty's voice called.

"Morty? Where are you?" Travis asked, hesitantly, as he motioned for Zaiku to shut the door.

"Oh! I'm sorry... right here." Morty replied as he flickered into existence.

Travis stepped back in shock. "You... how..."

"How did I get here? Simple. I was in the back room. I just used my recently acquired teleporting ability to get in here." Morty replied almost jauntily, stroking his long moustache. It was clear to see that over time, Morty had been transforming into a Kadabra- the short, golden moustache and fox-like head shape he had obtained were fairly obvious, as was the fact that he had shrunk more then a little. He continued to speak as he walked back and forth, one hand clutching a spoon. "You know, at first, I was worried I had lost my second sight. Then I realized that far from dissapearing, my second sight had increased in its power, and my human body just couldn't cope, kada. I've been training it, learning how to focus, da, mentally, bra. I've been waiting for you for a while now, kada, and while I'd normally be angry at you for making me wait so long, kada, I've learned quite a bit about patience since assuming this form, and-"

"Just get to it, ZA!" Travis yelled, frustrated. He had come all this way to find out about his aniki, and here Morty was, monologuing? Who did he think he was, anyway? The Zangoose balled his clawed hand into a fist, before Morty met his gaze. Suddenly, all of his desire to injure the psychic melted away, and the fist dropped to his side.

"Good, good, kada. We may begin now. Will the two with the wings please pass them to me?" Morty continued, as if he had forgotten Travis's existence.

OOC: And now, I hand over the reins of the plot. In other words, I don't decide what Morty sees. This is as far as I'd gotten. XD

So yeah, anyone who thinks they have a crazy idea can use it now.
 
Shi's POV

I ran as fast as I could to the Ekruteak Gym. As I ran I saw Davis sliding down a rope , hurrying down to probably get to the gym. I clutched the feather in my mouth as hard and tight as I can as I sped down the road to the gym. I opened the doors and dashed across the gym to find Travis and Morty , who was surprisingly turning into Kadabra.

"Ah , you must be the one who holds the silver wing , am I correct?"Asked Morty.

I nodded my head and he kneeled and kissed my hand. I blushed a bit but then became so angry that I was about to vine whip him , but rejected the thought as I looked into the eyes of Morty , which looked lke they could calm anyone down.

"Here is the Silver Wing , I hope this succeeds. I don't want to be a cute Chikorita forever..." I told Morty with a calm tone.

OOC: I'm gonna post Davis's POV after you (ACC)or Alana post. I have some thing's to do.
 
Last edited:
"Mm? I notice that you think this is going to make you become human again," Morty replied as he accepted the wing. "But who said anything about that? What we're looking for is a way to restore all Pokemon to the world- natural-born ones to be precise. Whether or not you become human in the bargain is not for me to say." With that, he tossed the silver wing into the air, where it hun suspended. "I must say that acquiring telekinetic abilities was a nice side-effect of this new body," he continued, before nodding to Travis.

The Zangoose morph returned the nod before reaching into the thick fur on the back of his head and removing the rainbow wing, where it had been lodged since Kaki had passed it to him for safekeeping. Stepping forward, he dropped into the former gym leader's outstretched hand. With a grin, Morty accepted the feather, and tossed it into the air, where it floated up to become suspended alongside the silver wing. "Now," he replied, "We may begin. I have but one thing to warn you of, however. While my psychic abilities have increased, I am still trying to master certain aspects of their control, particularly the range of who is affected by my second sight. If I tried using it on my own with these two power-boosters, the range of the vision would almost certainly encompass the entire town, which would not necessarily be a good thing, as not everyone can handle exposure to the psychic realm. Therefore, I've asked for some... assistance from a, shall I say, more experienced psychic."

Before Travis could ask what the enigmatic leader meant, he snapped his fingers, and a young, willowy female abra appeared alongside him. Her transformation was almost complete, though it was obvious that her red hair was still in place. "Greetings. It is my pleasure to meet you... Abra." the woman replied, bowing her head.

"Everyone, meet Sabrina, former gym leader of Saffron. When our psychic powers made a combined leap, we sensed each other right away, and she teleported here to help me get a handle on mine- she was always better at this levitation junk anyway." Morty said, indicating his colleague with a nod. "Anyway, she's going to confine the range of who is dragged into the psychic realm to the people in this gym. That way, only she, I, and those of you who choose to watch the vision, will be able to see or hear anything. Once again though, I caution you. In the psychic realm, where I experience my visions, the rules are different. Your subconscious mind will determine, to a large degree, what happens to you. If something nasty is hiding in there, it will take the oppurtunity to manifest itself. Knowing this, are you willing to stay?"

Travis thought it over for a single moment, before replying with an affirmative "Za," accompanied by a quick nod of his head in order to clarify the message. He turned to the rest of the group. He didn't know whether or not they would follow him in, but either way, he wanted to see Ryouta again, at least once.
 
Davis's POV

I looked at Travis and gave a slight nod. I looked at Shi and held one of her vines. I stepped towards Morty , Sabrina , and Travis and brought Shi with me.

"Well , I'm willing to go in , I'm pretty sure everyone is. Well , I don't know about Tom though , due to his memory loss..." I said to Travis. I started to look at the chained bag on my neck. I gripped on to it tightly and started to wonder.

Where are you Ho-oh? What are you doing? Where is all the Pokemon? I thought. Then suddenly there was a ringing inside my head and a voice soon popped up.

Those questions , I cannot answer... Time will tell , Davis... The voice said.

"W-what the!?" I shouted out loud. Morty looked at me with concern and asked me what was wrong. I told him it was nothing and faced Shi.


"Shi , are you ready for this?" I asked.


Shi's POV

Davis faced me and asked if I were ready. I told him I was and stepped up. He acted wierd just now and it was really making me concerned.

"Davis , are you really okay?" I asked. He nodded and eyed the small bag that was strung around his neck.

What is inside that bag? When did he ever get whatever was in it? How did he AAARGH!

My head started to hurt. I shook it off and looked at Morty and Sabrina , who were waiting for us. I gulped and spoke. "I'm ready to go in , you guys..."
 
Ruya listened to Morty with interest, considering. She was perfectly confident in her ability to handle anything the psychic realm through at her. There was also the fact that she was bound to have an advantage over it due to the type of Pokemon she was becoming. Well, perhaps the same rules didn't apply in this case, but it was worth the thought it got.

Still, something stopped her from jumping forward at once and agreeing to this, as her instinct said to. Something, perhaps the still human part of her, wanted to think, at least a little bit, about what she might be getting herself into. The Pokemon side of her was strong, however, and told her to stop worrying and just do it. Wasn't that what she had always done before? When had anything really bad ever happened? Never! Then why did she hesitate?

The whole thought process took about five seconds. With a nod of consent the half-Sneasel girl hopped forward, grinning from ear to ear. "I'm ready, sne. There's no way I'd think about backing out of this!"
 
OOC: Sorry I didn't post earlier, I had the what I believe is contagious writer's block... *gasp*

Zaiku had closed the door and listened to what Morty had to say...

The Psychic boy needed little to no time in order to decide whether or not to enter the psychic realm. He was a psychic type, so it only would seem logical to think that he could handle the Psychic realm. No biggie.

He had stepped forward with an unwavering resolve and in a neutral tone simply replied

"Count me in."

Truthfully, the Psychic Realm sounded somewhat daunting, yet with the emotional discipline that came with knowing he may one day have to become an Erureido, he couldn't let himself be overcome by trepidation.
 
Pummel Muss: ...what ACC said... >.>

Gee, that was some far RPing you guys did while I was at NZ and Australia. XD Actually, I feel bad. I returned home to internet like 4 days ago and hadn't visited this site. whoops. Well I'm glad to see that this at least advanced a day. XD

--

I did something really weird this morning. I saw the future.

It was very awkward actually…I didn't get it at first. I saw Pokémon I didn't know. We were somewhere in the trees…or was it a mountain? I'm not quite sure on that; I couldn't tell what a rock was and what a tree was. I'm not sure how one doesn't see the difference, but the ground kept changing colors. I guess that added some sort of effect to this.

Another thing about this; I was a Golduck. I wasn't this Psyduck that I was becoming here, I was an evolved form of sorts. I guess this further led to believe that I was in the future. Heck, I'm pretty sure that in the distance, there were the remnants of a city. I don't know what city though; it blurred every time I looked.

The light…what was up with that? I remember stepping closer to it. There were two others that were coming from the other side (different Pokémon), and then eventually, a few more. We surrounded this light, and then…what was that? It was night time? There was something blurring in the sky…what was it?

I woke from that. Somehow, I knew it was not a dream. I knew it was the future. My brain was telling me that it was. But a Psyduck can't tell the future…can it? Even if they could, I wasn't even a full one yet!

I cleaned myself up a bit. Gee, and looky what I got sticking out in front of me; a big ol' duck bill. Wonder how that grew overnight. And dang, the shirt I wore felt weird against the rubbery type skin my body was becoming. It was only for comfort's sake that I pulled it off. So there I was…looking pretty much like a Psyduck Anthro wearing jeans and no shirt. Oh wait, let's add something else. My feet are killing me. I took off my shoes too.

So, now I was an anthro looking Psyduck with no shoes, no socks, no shirt, no hair, a duck bill, and jeans. Whatever; I felt that I wasn't as crowded under the clothing anymore, so that was a plus I guess.

Now, where was I going? I had no plan. Should I just walk around aimlessly? Yup, seemed like a plan to me now.
 
OOC: No! Random_Fan is back! That means I'm not board leader anymore... maybe I should kill Tom?

Just kidding. Welcome back, master of randomosity. My toenails bow before you.

IC:

"So... you all are willing to stay? Interesting..." Morty replied, before nodding to Sabrina. The Abra/woman nodded and crossed her legs before floating into the air, where she positioned herself directly above the group. Once there, she clapped her hands together. Immediately, the entire room became silent. Then, without warning, she twiddled her fingers, thrust her arms out in front of her, and fired a blast of kaleidoscopic rainbow light from them, creating a multicolored barrier that expanded to fill the entire gym.

Morty then sat on the ground, cross-legged, and motioned for everyone to do the same. Travis did so, though he fidgeted constantly. Why wouldn't Morty just hurry up with it?

As if reading the mind of the Zangoose morph, Morty shook his head, and closed his eyes. "All in good time, dear Travis," he said, a note of happiness creeping into his voice, "All in good time." Then, reaching his hands upward, he pulled the rainbow and silver wings into them, before pulling them together, and focusing his power through them. The feathers began to gleam with a brilliant light, and then, without warning, they exploded. Before Travis could react, he and the others were swept away, leaving their physical bodies far behind them...

Travis floated through a starry plain, a sky filled with twirling stars, darkened planets, and glistening comets. The cosmos.

No. Not the cosmos. His own subconscious mind. Morty said that everything in here would come from his own subconscious mind. But did that mean that subconsciously, he loved space?

Struggling, he pulled himself into a standing position, though whatever he was standing on was completely invisible. He allowed his eyes to wander across his body. His limbs seemed different and when he thought about it, parts of his body seemed weird, as if they were in the wrong place. When he looked down at himself, he realized what was weird.

He had become a Zangoose, completely. In his subconscious mind, he was a Zangoose.

He should have reacted angrily. Should have screamed in rage or terror or something. But all he did was accept it calmly. Stranger things had happened these past few days.

As his eyes drifted around his new domain, he realized that he could see earth standing directly next to him. Earth. And in a small, tiny continent on the face of the planet that he barely recognized as Johto, he saw a bright light shining.

Take me there, He ordered something silently.

Whatever the something was, it obeyed. Within moments, Travis was flying down through the planet's atmosphere, and there, he saw where the light was coming from. The top of Tin Tower. The tower looked for a moment as if it were burning.

Before he could question what was going on any further, however, he found himself standing on top of the tower, staring at a brilliant jet of light. As he watched, however, the light condensed, transforming into... into...

"Ryouta?" Travis gasped.

The older Zangoose nodded, before running forward to Travis. "Interesting, ain't it?" he asked cheekily. "I've been here the whole time! See, when my body vanished after that there star dissapeared, I needed to find a vessel for my spirit, or I would have just drifted away to wherever anyone else went. Then I decided, 'hey, where better to go then Travis'? And, ta-da! Here I am!" the Zangoose laughed, grinning.

Travis stared at the Pokemon in front of him, as if seeing him for the first time. "You mean... you were in here the whole time? Through all that?"

The Pokemon nodded. "Yup. Where the heck did you think those flashbacks came from? Or those romantic advances? See, when I saw the Pokemon those girls were becoming, I couldn't help myself, and..."

"And your perversions were channeled through me." Travis finished.

"Yes, that's- hey, what do you mean, 'perversions'?" the mongoose Pokemon glared.

"That's what I'd call 'em." Travis replied, striding forward. "By the way, aniki..." he began.

"What?"

"This is for using me to channel your idiocy!" Travis yelled, slamming Ryouta in the face with a long, hefty claw.

Ryouta stared at Travis in amazement for a moment, before smiling and leaping at him. In moments, the two were battling in a full-scale play fight. Back and forth they went, until finally, Ryouta drew his claw across Travis's face a bit to roughly, and drew blood. Without meaning to, Travis immediately requested that the cuts be healed, and they instantly were, leaving three short, parralell scars across the edge of his right cheek. "Sorry there," Ryouta sighed, as the two dusted themselves off. "You are going to have some lovely scars there when you leave."

"What do you mean? Nothing here is real, right?"

"To a point. But when you come here and descend into yourself mentally, your body becomes more mental then physical. I'm not exactly sure myself, but the point is, anything that hurts you here hurts out there too."

"Ah."

"Anyway," Ryouta asked, smiling, "Do you wanna find a way to get my body back or what?"

Travis nodded. "Oh, definitely. The last thing I need is a pervy Zangoose squatting in my body for the rest of eternity."

Ryouta scowled. "Hey! I'm your elder! That means you should respect me."

Travis chuckled. "Ryouta, you're the same as ever."

"And why wouldn't I be? Now stand back and listen, or you really will be stuck with me."

Travis obeyed, scooting back a few inches along Tin Tower's roof. Ryouta stared at the sky as if trying to read something in the stars. After a few minutes, he shook his head and sighed. "Well, good news and bad news." he said, staring at Travis.

"What's the good news?"

"I know what you need to do to get my body back."

"And the bad news?"

"It's really vague."

Travis shrugged. "I can handle vague."

Ryouta smiled. "Okay. All you have to do to restore natural-born Pokemon, body and spirit, to the world is to take the pearls, find your friend, and travel west."

Travis's face fell. "Is that all you heard?"

Ryouta nodded. "Other then 'Then all will be made entirely clear', yeah."

Travis thought for a moment, searching for something appropriate to say. "That's... really, really vague."

Ryouta nodded. "I know."

"Do I have to leave yet?"

"Technically, not until the vision is over."

"So what should we do until then?"

"Talk?"

"That works."

And so, Travis spent his last few minutes in the world of dreams catching up with his aniki. A deep feeling of satisfaction came over him. No matter whether anything else they did, he had received his wish- he had been able to speak with Ryouta one last time.

OOC: Alright... everyone, that's basically the gist of a vision. You go inside your character, they see themself as what they truly are subconsciously (which is up to you), and they do whatever. By the way, Travis having Ryouta's spirit locked in his mind isn't necessarily something that needs to be repeated, as most other Pokemon got swept off to wherever. Yup, that was my entire idea for the startoff plot, right there. Everything else is up to you (and I guess Random_Fan, who has taken the reins for the next adventure lead-in).
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top