Little Dark Age
- Jan 11, 2017
- Reaction score
As Millie’s body made contact with the pinkened Rhyhorn, it skidded across the grass and dirt of the gardens, kicking up all sorts of plants. The Aipom glanced downwards upon feeling the tree cease it’s movement, spotting Millie standing across from the Rhyhorn, readying another strike. The purple monkey quickly looped it’s armed tail around the tree branch and swung it’s into Kaito’s arms. The Nihan native let out a small squeak of shock before the monkey jumped down and hid behind him, peaking out from behind his legs to watch how Millie would deal with this Rhyhorn. Kaito turned around, looking at the purple monkey.
“Junpei! How many times do I have to tell you not to bother the grazing Rhyhorns?” Barked Kaito, his hands on his hips as he scolded the monkey. The Aipom shook it’s head in frustration, pointing towards the glazed-over eyes of the Rhyhorn --- trying to explain in any way it could to Kaito that something was very wrong. Kaito turned, noticing that the Rhyhorn seemed to be in some sort of trance as it turned to face Millie. It’s dopey expression remained as it charged forwards, Bulldozing it’s way through Millie. Although the hit didn’t do much to the bulky cow, she began to look mildly fatigued. It was clear that she was now much slower thanks to the hit to the legs.
The Rhyhorn gave a menacing howl, screaming out at Millie as it Stomped forward driven by anger. It’s Stomping Tantrum made Millie wince as she was pummelled by the feet of her opponent.
Millie’s surprise hit did a significant amount of damage! But it seems as though the Rhyhorn is still primed to fight. What do you do?
Gallus’ cocky smirk rained down on you from across the field. You could practically feel his shit-eating grin piercing you as your Heatmor regained it’s standing position. The Electivire mimicked it’s trainer quite well, placing it’s hands on it’s hips and glancing down at your Heatmor with the best possible smirk it could muster. Kyle’s eyes blazed with a fire that was reflected in your own eyes, if you couldn’t beat him with your usual tactics… why not try the same things he had done? Throw this Electvire into a momentary state of confusion and helplessness so that Kyle could prepare another attack. It was genius! (And as an added bonus it would totally wipe that stupid smirk off of Gallus’ face).
Kyle opened wide, spitting a flurry of flames that trapped the smirking electric type within their midst. You watched with satisfaction as the smirk slowly dissipated from Gallus’ face, replaced with a grimace that was clear for the world to see. As the Electivire struggled in it’s spinning chamber of flames, Kyle quickly heightened it’s attack stat with an inspiring Hone Claws attack. As the flames slowly began to disappear, Kyle leaned backwards and using all his might punched the towering electric type in the jaw, sending it flying backwards. The crowd roared seeing Gallus’ Pokemon get knocked across the field, a spectacle that the people were rarely graced with.
The Electivire slowly stood up, looking towards it’s master for direction. Gallus gave it a glare, causing the Electivire to wince and put up a Light Screen around itself --- hoping to keep the battle on for a little while longer, lest face punishment from it’s master. It seemed determine to knock Kyle down a peg to win back it’s master’s affections. With another glance towards Gallus, who was now holding a whip tightly in his claws, the Electivire rushed forwards Focusing it’s Energy in order to pack a rather powerful Thunder Punch into Kyle’s gut.
Kyle winced, letting out a muffled yelp as the wind was quite literally knocked out of him. He shook slightly as paralysis encompassed his entire body, significantly lowering his speed.
The Electivire is looking much worse for wear than Kyle, but with Kyle’s paralysis the odds could still shift in it’s favor. What do you do?
“Something from the capital?” Asim wondered aloud, looking downwards at the shifting sands near her feet. “You’ve given me enough, Bel. Blessing me with your royal robes will certainly make me the talk of this town.” She gave a naïve smile, looking towards you with a sense of glee and wonderment in her eyes. “I do hope that you return in one piece though!”
You gave a slight grimace of regret, knowing that the swirling sands of the desert could certainly be your downfall if you waded too far in and got lost. You pondered your next course of action, trying to decide the best route to take. As your foot hit the White Sands, you knew that this was real --- and it was certainly possible that you would never reach your destination and may instead become a leftover skeleton for some poor sucker to discover as they attempted to cross the desert like you had.
As you walked through the White Sands, you realized that Asim was most certainly correct. There really was a whole lot of nothing out here. You understood why so many travellers got lost on their way through here, the only markers that indicated you were going in any specific direction were the lingering footprints of past travellers in the sand.
As you trudged forwards, you noticed a glint from amongst the sand. Life? Out here? You had to admit even you were surprised by this notion. As you wandered towards the glint, something very quick and blue ran away. You realized that there was certainly something alive out here, but what? If it was a Pokemon, perhaps it would know it’s way around. Asim had told you to stay straight on the path, but following this blue blur would cause you to stray away.
What do you do?
Receiving a blessing was certainly a shock, but it made you feel safe and welcomed within the temple. With another meaningful bow, you took your leave from the statue and shut the door into the guest room that Junichi had left for you. As your head hit the pillow and you felt yourself slowly drift off to sleep, you felt a hand clutch your shoulder gently, shaking you awake.
“My child, it is time for our departure.” Junichi’s soothing voice spoke, causing you to open your eyes slowly. It occurred to you that you really didn’t get the chance to have a real rest, but that was fine. Soon you’d be home, back in your own time so long as Junichi and you could get to the Temple of Dialga in one piece. As you sat up, Junichi looked at you with a warm smile. Gesturing you to the main room of the temple once again.
“The temple of Dialga is a long trek from here, but we should be able to make it before nightfall as long as we don’t run into any trouble.” Junichi paused and looked out the window. “The weather looks tranquil today, with any luck we should have a safe passage.” He glanced at you as your eyes batted away the last of your tired whims. “We’ll have to cross through the Cherry Blossom Garden to get to the temple, but nothing much happens there.” He smiled slightly. “Just a few wild Pokemon, very little human involvement to be had.” With his last words spoken, he stood, gesturing for you to join him. With little knowledge in terms of where things were located in Niha, you stuck close to the priest --- ensuring that you didn’t lose sight of him as he lead you towards a vibrant pink field.
“Cherry Blossom season is in full swing,” He murmured happily, taking a large breath of fresh air. As you followed him, taking in the sights for yourself, you heard some hushed grunting. Junichi paused, looking around for the source of the noise. He wandered slightly to the East, noticing two Lurantis training a Fomantis. The little Pokemon was the source of the grunts, as it seemed to be getting frustrated that it couldn’t chop down the saplings like it’s older companions could.
Upon noticing you, the Pokemon gave a small glare --- signalling that you needed to back off or they would attack. However, the small one didn’t seem to have the same restraint. It jumped forward with glee, a Fury Cutter brimming in it’s small claws as it leapt.
“Mélina! Look out!” Called Junichi, batting away the small creature with his cane and causing it to hit the ground with a rather distinguished thud. The Lurantis looked shocked, before charging forwards angrily.
In saving you, it seems as though Junichi has set a horde upon you. What do you do?
MaskeradeThe kitsune, a natural trickster god that was revered in these times seemed like a fitting name for this black fox who was terrorizing the locals. Although you had intentions to solve this conflict non-violently, the taunting voice in your head warned you that you knew exactly how this was going to go --- like it or not, you would probably have to resort to eliminating this poor creature. As you steeled yourself for this outcome, you began to make your way to where the locals had claimed it’s den was located.
As you approached, you realized that having such a crowd around you might worry the small creature. With haste, you withdrew your Pokemon --- opting to confront this kitsune alone. As you drew towards the edge of the den, you noticed something very peculiar: That this den was abnormally large for just being some sort of fox den. It actually looked more akin to something man made, like a temple that had been buried for some time before this Zorua discovered it. As you inched closed, you slid your body carefully into the hole, noticing the intricate stone architecture and design of the walls that surrounded you. How far did this go? More importantly, what exactly had you discovered here? You steeled your will, moving forwards to force yourself deeper into the forgotten temple.
“Ruh! Ruh!” You heard the familiar barks of the Zorua from up ahead, causing you to move with a little more haste in your step. It was now or never, and you had to deal with this bea-
Your thoughts were very suddenly snuffed out by feeling your body tumble forwards, falling into some kind of pit that you hadn’t seen. Serves you right for not looking where you were going! As you straightened yourself out, the fall doing a number on your back, you looked around with a new sense of horror and dread.
Skeletons. Hundreds of Skeletons lining the walls around you. You had fallen into some kind of crypt, and it looked as though the Zorua had been grinding it’s tiny teeth against the bones of these dead folks. As you shuddered, you noticed light up ahead. A way out? You couldn’t be sure. It was possible for you to climb back out of this hole… but your back certainly ached. Maybe it was better to just follow the light.
What do you do?