The Anonymour
In pain and Insane.
- Joined
- Feb 22, 2010
- Messages
- 2,521
- Reaction score
- 4
Storyline:
Joseph Antonimous
Quista: 0 Transformations
Outskirts Olivine City, Johto
Amber, Rumimi, Jordan, Lana, and myself. We’re all fugitives… and yet we never did anything wrong.
I walked through the semi-deserted streets of Olivine City, a hood covering my face. I was down to two thousand bucks in cash, withdrawn from my inheritance before they had the chance to freeze my parents bank account. So, this is what it feels like to be a terrorist, only I had all of the law enforcement on my tail, and no actual guilt.
The rain poured down from the sky, dampening my cloths. It was the ninth straight day of rain, and the forecasts weren’t predicting anything sunny in the seven day forecast. It was a mess, and nothing was getting any better. But the whole time, it told me one thing that kept sagging on my mind.
One of you five needs to become the Guardian of the Seas, or this will only grow worse…
To me, that felt like giving up. I wanted to believe that sometime in the future, maybe even just a few years from now, we could lead a normal life… maybe not in Johto, but somewhere. Still the weather was acting up… worldwide. Hurricane season seemed to be starting early… too early. But I had the fear that it would never end… not until one of us gave up everything.
Its only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.
I shook my head, no. I was the youngest. How could they possibly expect me to take over Lugia?
And despite what anyone said or felt, I still had so much to lose. I couldn’t do it. Even with the dreams nagging me, advertising the sweet serenity of the ocean, the exhilarating feeling of flying and swimming as one of the greatest and most powerful Pokémon legends that could go anywhere he pleased… I just didn’t see me in the picture. I’m still a human, regardless of what my body temperature or some tattoo says. But sometimes… I feel like I’m fighting the inevitable…
I hadn’t seen anyone since… that night.
Amber… I hadn’t known her for long, but when I first met her, she seemed like a really cool person to be around with. A little cold, mind you, but friendly. I was glad when she decided to join us on the beach, especially since Rumimi and I were both there. And yeah, we had a great time… until it happened. And after all that, I didn’t know when I’d ever be able to throw a party again. Heck, I didn’t even like looking at the ocean anymore…
Rumimi… My best friend. She had a hidden talent. Sort of like… seeing the future. I liked her for that. It was so cool having a psychic as a best friend. We even pranked the little kids from the Hearthome pre-school, saying she was one of Arceus’ minions sent to protect the world from future harm. Even though she was three years older, nothing could brake us apart. Then it happened, and I haven’t seen her since.
Jordan… One of the funniest guys I know. He’s not intentionally funny… he just speaks without thinking. He wouldn’t have come to the beach if I hadn’t asked him… yet another reason why I blame myself. I know he would’ve took it hard when the reports said we killed Lugia. There’s no way he’d do anything evil like that, even more than the rest of us.
Lana… Confident, Bold, Fidgety… the exact opposite of me. Even though we don’t have much in common, we’re still good friends. We hadn’t seen each other for a year, so when I saw her in Olivine, of course I invited her. I’m sure she’s dealing with this better than I am…
As for me… the youngest. The baby of the group. The others probably didn’t think I could handle it. This never would have happened to the others if I just decided to plan the party for another night, and just head to the beach myself. At least then, it would be just me, and not five others running for their lives. But I hated the idea of becoming the Guardian of the Seas. Becoming Lugia scared the hell out of me, something that seemed so unnatural. But all the signs were there…
I continued walking out of Olivine City until I reached the same patch of sand we were on. The rain splashed down hard as ever… these growing storms and rain kept pounding a message in my head…
One of you has to change… and soon.
What about you, Joe? You’ve got nothing left anyway. Aunt Delia and your brother Josh think you’re a homeland terrorist now, and would hand you over to the police regardless of you being family. And are you going to let your friends deal with the Guardian mess? You’re lucky Lugia even considered a high school dropout like you eligible for the position. Would you really do that to Lana? Force her to become the Guardian even after what she’s been through? And what about Amber and Jordan? They trusted you and you led them into this. And of course, Rumimi. How could you do that to your best friend? You’d be one hell of a cold-blooded bastard expecting them to pay for what you arranged in the first place!
Shut up. I just don’t want it. I just… don’t picture myself that way. Everything was fine… everything was fine before this happened. Where the hell did it all go wrong? It was just meant to be a small party among friends… I never wanted it to turn out like this…
You want to know of a safe place to stay away from the cops? Try the sea. You know, where you belong. There’s not a scuba diver in the world that would be able to catch you as a…
Lugia.
“SHUT UP!” I yelled out, tears streaming down my face. I collapsed down onto the sand, on the same spot Lugia washed up. “Just shut up!”
It was the Guardian’s ultimate parting gift. It was humanity that made it a curse…
As humanity celebrated the year 2014 with the induction of new technology and scientific research, the last and only Lugia had grown old and sick, realizing he was not immortal as he once thought he was. After spending his final years searching for hopes of a lost Lugia he could possibly find as a mate, his search had been fruitless, only wearing him down even further. With his options running short, he prepared to let go of all his fears when it came to humanity. Otherwise, the entire world would be in danger…
Waiting for the right moment, he waited until midnight before heading to Olivine City’s shores…
Five friends had been having a late night beach party, about a mile away from Olivine itself. Having waited all week for the occasion, little did they know their presence on that beach at that moment would change their lives forever. Amidst the music, late night partying, and conversations, it wasn’t long until one of them spotted something large washing up upon the shore. Eventually, they all saw it, and approached it, wondering what it was.
When they realized it was a Lugia, they were bewildered like never before. Upon coming closer to the fallen Pokémon, they realized the Lugia was terribly old and sick, using the last of his energy to just drift to shore. Two of the trainers went back to their bags to fetch healing supplies, while the other three stayed by the Lugia’s side, trying to comfort him. When the other two came back, the healing supplies were only enough to keep the Lugia alive for a few more minutes. But in that time, everything would change. Realizing he truly had no one left to turn to, he truly felt these five Pokémon trainers that had tried to save his life would be the most trustworthy humans he could rely on.
Wasting no time, he told the trainers how important the role of the Guardian was while they stood there in awe, never thinking there was a Pokémon that could directly communicate with humans. The Lugia made it clear that his death would cause a great disturbance, still leaving them in question as to what was going to be done. It was then that the Lugia had sung the Guardian’s Mantra, something almost no human has ever heard before. The trainers listened intently to a song that sounded both mournful but hopeful, and soon, out of nowhere, they felt themselves enveloped by a great, blinding light. For a split second, they saw themselves as a Lugia, a brief vision that only lasted a moment before everything died down again, and they found themselves standing on the beach again. Once they came to their senses, they found the Lugia had died before them. After agreeing not to tell anyone about what happened that night and to keep it a secret, they pushed the dead Lugia’s body into the water, packed up their things, and went home.
---
Little did they know, just out of their sight, a Johto Coast Guard vessel had spotted the trainers, and was about to reprimand them for being on the beach at midnight when his surveillance equipment had captured them conversing with the Lugia. His equipment was unable to get audio recordings, but he was able to get pictures of all five trainers before they pushed the Lugia’s body back into the sea, packed up their things, and headed home.
After transferring the files and footage to an FBI server, the Johto Federal Bureau of Investigation “activated” all five trainers, a process of underground surveillance and tracking that would last for two months before closing, unless enough evidence was collected to merit additional investigation time. Thinking the trainers might have been responsible for the Lugia’s death, they analyzed the body of the Lugia, and kept watch on the trainers. For two weeks, nothing out of the ordinary happened.
After secretly obtaining several DNA samples from the Quista from fallen hairs, chewing gum, and other samples, they analyzed the DNA and got the same results every time. What they found completely baffled them as they discovered the DNA far more closely resembled that of a Lugia than a human.
---
It wasn’t until one of the five had managed to figure out how to become a Lugia by concentrating on the likeness of Lugia that things really began to change. While trying to recall the event, they realized each of them had the power to become Lugia in his own likeness, armed with the power of the Guardian of the Seas. However, after the five of them got together and realized this, they knew one among them would need to take Lugia’s place, giving up their lives as a human to live on as a Lugia instead. Unfortunately, they had a very difficult time deciding who would be the one. In the meantime, the weather and rainstorms were only getting worse, and it was all the evidence they needed to realize they were running out of time.
However, never knowing they were flagged and were being watched by the FBI, Johto’s agents saw the Lugia transformation in action, and made their capture a priority one objective. They named the trainers as “Quista, children of Lugia” and made it their mission to find them and see if the Quista initiation process could be replicated once again.
Now, trying to avoid capture, the five must find a way to fend off the police and the FBI, having been placed under a Most Wanted list as the media frames them for crimes they never committed. The manhunt has begun, and its anyone’s guess as to how it will end…
The Quista:
The Pursuers:
Rules:
Brake any two, and you’re out.
As humanity celebrated the year 2014 with the induction of new technology and scientific research, the last and only Lugia had grown old and sick, realizing he was not immortal as he once thought he was. After spending his final years searching for hopes of a lost Lugia he could possibly find as a mate, his search had been fruitless, only wearing him down even further. With his options running short, he prepared to let go of all his fears when it came to humanity. Otherwise, the entire world would be in danger…
Waiting for the right moment, he waited until midnight before heading to Olivine City’s shores…
Five friends had been having a late night beach party, about a mile away from Olivine itself. Having waited all week for the occasion, little did they know their presence on that beach at that moment would change their lives forever. Amidst the music, late night partying, and conversations, it wasn’t long until one of them spotted something large washing up upon the shore. Eventually, they all saw it, and approached it, wondering what it was.
When they realized it was a Lugia, they were bewildered like never before. Upon coming closer to the fallen Pokémon, they realized the Lugia was terribly old and sick, using the last of his energy to just drift to shore. Two of the trainers went back to their bags to fetch healing supplies, while the other three stayed by the Lugia’s side, trying to comfort him. When the other two came back, the healing supplies were only enough to keep the Lugia alive for a few more minutes. But in that time, everything would change. Realizing he truly had no one left to turn to, he truly felt these five Pokémon trainers that had tried to save his life would be the most trustworthy humans he could rely on.
Wasting no time, he told the trainers how important the role of the Guardian was while they stood there in awe, never thinking there was a Pokémon that could directly communicate with humans. The Lugia made it clear that his death would cause a great disturbance, still leaving them in question as to what was going to be done. It was then that the Lugia had sung the Guardian’s Mantra, something almost no human has ever heard before. The trainers listened intently to a song that sounded both mournful but hopeful, and soon, out of nowhere, they felt themselves enveloped by a great, blinding light. For a split second, they saw themselves as a Lugia, a brief vision that only lasted a moment before everything died down again, and they found themselves standing on the beach again. Once they came to their senses, they found the Lugia had died before them. After agreeing not to tell anyone about what happened that night and to keep it a secret, they pushed the dead Lugia’s body into the water, packed up their things, and went home.
---
Little did they know, just out of their sight, a Johto Coast Guard vessel had spotted the trainers, and was about to reprimand them for being on the beach at midnight when his surveillance equipment had captured them conversing with the Lugia. His equipment was unable to get audio recordings, but he was able to get pictures of all five trainers before they pushed the Lugia’s body back into the sea, packed up their things, and headed home.
After transferring the files and footage to an FBI server, the Johto Federal Bureau of Investigation “activated” all five trainers, a process of underground surveillance and tracking that would last for two months before closing, unless enough evidence was collected to merit additional investigation time. Thinking the trainers might have been responsible for the Lugia’s death, they analyzed the body of the Lugia, and kept watch on the trainers. For two weeks, nothing out of the ordinary happened.
After secretly obtaining several DNA samples from the Quista from fallen hairs, chewing gum, and other samples, they analyzed the DNA and got the same results every time. What they found completely baffled them as they discovered the DNA far more closely resembled that of a Lugia than a human.
---
It wasn’t until one of the five had managed to figure out how to become a Lugia by concentrating on the likeness of Lugia that things really began to change. While trying to recall the event, they realized each of them had the power to become Lugia in his own likeness, armed with the power of the Guardian of the Seas. However, after the five of them got together and realized this, they knew one among them would need to take Lugia’s place, giving up their lives as a human to live on as a Lugia instead. Unfortunately, they had a very difficult time deciding who would be the one. In the meantime, the weather and rainstorms were only getting worse, and it was all the evidence they needed to realize they were running out of time.
However, never knowing they were flagged and were being watched by the FBI, Johto’s agents saw the Lugia transformation in action, and made their capture a priority one objective. They named the trainers as “Quista, children of Lugia” and made it their mission to find them and see if the Quista initiation process could be replicated once again.
Now, trying to avoid capture, the five must find a way to fend off the police and the FBI, having been placed under a Most Wanted list as the media frames them for crimes they never committed. The manhunt has begun, and its anyone’s guess as to how it will end…
The Quista:
Each Quista has a tattoo of a Lugia on their back which can never be removed. The style, colour and size varies. This can’t be seen unless the shirt is taken off, obviously.
Also, every Quista has a lower body temperature than a normal human. Because the FBI knows this, use of thermal visors and technology has become a spearhead in the pursuit of them.
Every Quista knows the Guardian’s Mantra, and could easily perform it in their Lugia form. However, the FBI does NOT know anything about the Guardian’s Mantra or even how the Quista came to be in the first place.
A Quista can only turn into a Lugia and revert back to a human nine times before permanently becoming a Lugia on the tenth transformation. Also, each cumulative time, it becomes harder and harder to turn back into a human. On around the sixth and seventh time, the transformation back to human becomes only partial, meaning the Quista may be walking around with silver skin or a Lugia tail. On around the eighth or ninth time (a sincerely difficult struggle), they are nearly half human, half Lugia. However, becoming a Lugia at will is very easy, and just requires some concentration. They basically imagine themselves becoming a Lugia, and it actually happens. In addition, if a Quista stays as a Lugia for over 24 hours, they can never turn back.
Every Quista no longer has normal dreams. Every night (or even when they just nap or doze off) they have a Lugia-related dream, even if they didn’t dream so often in the past. Also, the dreams are always pleasant, tranquil, and comforting, all attempting to push the Quista to accept their fate.
A Quista can not be captured in a Pokéball… not until they become a permanent Lugia (would still require a MASSIVE amount of non-fatal beating up prior to a capture attempt). Also, in Lugia form, they can use any level up move, but not TMs. Those can only be learned once the Quista becomes a permanent Lugia.
And finally, a Quista can communicate with Pokémon, but only while they’re in their Lugia form.
Also, every Quista has a lower body temperature than a normal human. Because the FBI knows this, use of thermal visors and technology has become a spearhead in the pursuit of them.
Every Quista knows the Guardian’s Mantra, and could easily perform it in their Lugia form. However, the FBI does NOT know anything about the Guardian’s Mantra or even how the Quista came to be in the first place.
A Quista can only turn into a Lugia and revert back to a human nine times before permanently becoming a Lugia on the tenth transformation. Also, each cumulative time, it becomes harder and harder to turn back into a human. On around the sixth and seventh time, the transformation back to human becomes only partial, meaning the Quista may be walking around with silver skin or a Lugia tail. On around the eighth or ninth time (a sincerely difficult struggle), they are nearly half human, half Lugia. However, becoming a Lugia at will is very easy, and just requires some concentration. They basically imagine themselves becoming a Lugia, and it actually happens. In addition, if a Quista stays as a Lugia for over 24 hours, they can never turn back.
Every Quista no longer has normal dreams. Every night (or even when they just nap or doze off) they have a Lugia-related dream, even if they didn’t dream so often in the past. Also, the dreams are always pleasant, tranquil, and comforting, all attempting to push the Quista to accept their fate.
A Quista can not be captured in a Pokéball… not until they become a permanent Lugia (would still require a MASSIVE amount of non-fatal beating up prior to a capture attempt). Also, in Lugia form, they can use any level up move, but not TMs. Those can only be learned once the Quista becomes a permanent Lugia.
And finally, a Quista can communicate with Pokémon, but only while they’re in their Lugia form.
The Pursuers:
As a pursuer, you don’t have to be directly tied to the government. You could be a hired mercenary, and since the Johto government is paying these pursuers handsomely to find the Quista, there’s definite incentive.
Everyone on the pursuer side has plenty of money to work with, and would already have quite an arsenal of technology and devices to use in their efforts to find and capture the Quista. However, nothing should be too powerful to the point where the Quista has no chance of overcoming it. Also, expense is not an issue. The Johto government would gladly sacrifice a few squad cars or other expendable equipment if it means getting their hands on a Quista and learning the secret behind how they came to be.
RPers on the pursuers side are allowed to have many NPCs working with them, whether they’re by the character’s side or are back at base, using tracking technology to help the RPer’s character. Unlike the Quista side, the pursuers have the advantage of numbers, money, and technology.
Everyone on the pursuer side has plenty of money to work with, and would already have quite an arsenal of technology and devices to use in their efforts to find and capture the Quista. However, nothing should be too powerful to the point where the Quista has no chance of overcoming it. Also, expense is not an issue. The Johto government would gladly sacrifice a few squad cars or other expendable equipment if it means getting their hands on a Quista and learning the secret behind how they came to be.
RPers on the pursuers side are allowed to have many NPCs working with them, whether they’re by the character’s side or are back at base, using tracking technology to help the RPer’s character. Unlike the Quista side, the pursuers have the advantage of numbers, money, and technology.
Rules:
Brake any two, and you’re out.
- No Godmodding/controlling others characters.
- Gay and lesbians are allowed, but please, no sex scenes. Kissing and such (bleck) is accepted.
- Posts should be at least a paragraph long.
- Every post should have your character’s name, side, and location at the top. This is to make it easier to tell who is on what side, and differentiate between characters in case two or more are being used for the same post.
- Gay and lesbians are allowed, but please, no sex scenes. Kissing and such (bleck) is accepted.
- Posts should be at least a paragraph long.
- Every post should have your character’s name, side, and location at the top. This is to make it easier to tell who is on what side, and differentiate between characters in case two or more are being used for the same post.
Joseph Antonimous
Quista: 0 Transformations
Outskirts Olivine City, Johto
Amber, Rumimi, Jordan, Lana, and myself. We’re all fugitives… and yet we never did anything wrong.
I walked through the semi-deserted streets of Olivine City, a hood covering my face. I was down to two thousand bucks in cash, withdrawn from my inheritance before they had the chance to freeze my parents bank account. So, this is what it feels like to be a terrorist, only I had all of the law enforcement on my tail, and no actual guilt.
The rain poured down from the sky, dampening my cloths. It was the ninth straight day of rain, and the forecasts weren’t predicting anything sunny in the seven day forecast. It was a mess, and nothing was getting any better. But the whole time, it told me one thing that kept sagging on my mind.
One of you five needs to become the Guardian of the Seas, or this will only grow worse…
To me, that felt like giving up. I wanted to believe that sometime in the future, maybe even just a few years from now, we could lead a normal life… maybe not in Johto, but somewhere. Still the weather was acting up… worldwide. Hurricane season seemed to be starting early… too early. But I had the fear that it would never end… not until one of us gave up everything.
Its only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.
I shook my head, no. I was the youngest. How could they possibly expect me to take over Lugia?
And despite what anyone said or felt, I still had so much to lose. I couldn’t do it. Even with the dreams nagging me, advertising the sweet serenity of the ocean, the exhilarating feeling of flying and swimming as one of the greatest and most powerful Pokémon legends that could go anywhere he pleased… I just didn’t see me in the picture. I’m still a human, regardless of what my body temperature or some tattoo says. But sometimes… I feel like I’m fighting the inevitable…
I hadn’t seen anyone since… that night.
Amber… I hadn’t known her for long, but when I first met her, she seemed like a really cool person to be around with. A little cold, mind you, but friendly. I was glad when she decided to join us on the beach, especially since Rumimi and I were both there. And yeah, we had a great time… until it happened. And after all that, I didn’t know when I’d ever be able to throw a party again. Heck, I didn’t even like looking at the ocean anymore…
Rumimi… My best friend. She had a hidden talent. Sort of like… seeing the future. I liked her for that. It was so cool having a psychic as a best friend. We even pranked the little kids from the Hearthome pre-school, saying she was one of Arceus’ minions sent to protect the world from future harm. Even though she was three years older, nothing could brake us apart. Then it happened, and I haven’t seen her since.
Jordan… One of the funniest guys I know. He’s not intentionally funny… he just speaks without thinking. He wouldn’t have come to the beach if I hadn’t asked him… yet another reason why I blame myself. I know he would’ve took it hard when the reports said we killed Lugia. There’s no way he’d do anything evil like that, even more than the rest of us.
Lana… Confident, Bold, Fidgety… the exact opposite of me. Even though we don’t have much in common, we’re still good friends. We hadn’t seen each other for a year, so when I saw her in Olivine, of course I invited her. I’m sure she’s dealing with this better than I am…
As for me… the youngest. The baby of the group. The others probably didn’t think I could handle it. This never would have happened to the others if I just decided to plan the party for another night, and just head to the beach myself. At least then, it would be just me, and not five others running for their lives. But I hated the idea of becoming the Guardian of the Seas. Becoming Lugia scared the hell out of me, something that seemed so unnatural. But all the signs were there…
I continued walking out of Olivine City until I reached the same patch of sand we were on. The rain splashed down hard as ever… these growing storms and rain kept pounding a message in my head…
One of you has to change… and soon.
What about you, Joe? You’ve got nothing left anyway. Aunt Delia and your brother Josh think you’re a homeland terrorist now, and would hand you over to the police regardless of you being family. And are you going to let your friends deal with the Guardian mess? You’re lucky Lugia even considered a high school dropout like you eligible for the position. Would you really do that to Lana? Force her to become the Guardian even after what she’s been through? And what about Amber and Jordan? They trusted you and you led them into this. And of course, Rumimi. How could you do that to your best friend? You’d be one hell of a cold-blooded bastard expecting them to pay for what you arranged in the first place!
Shut up. I just don’t want it. I just… don’t picture myself that way. Everything was fine… everything was fine before this happened. Where the hell did it all go wrong? It was just meant to be a small party among friends… I never wanted it to turn out like this…
You want to know of a safe place to stay away from the cops? Try the sea. You know, where you belong. There’s not a scuba diver in the world that would be able to catch you as a…
Lugia.
“SHUT UP!” I yelled out, tears streaming down my face. I collapsed down onto the sand, on the same spot Lugia washed up. “Just shut up!”