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By Adverse Deactivated
Pokétopia, a wonderland for Pokémon lovers and Pokémon alike! Packed with attractions, hotels, games, rides for thrill seekers, shops, it's own Pokémon center and an unprecedented eleven arenas for battle, there was certainly no other possible place to host the final phase of the GO Festival!
Glowing brilliantly like a beacon after the sun rested behind the horizon, large, Lapras-styled ferries finally dock at the entrance to the utopia after their journey from the mainland harbor in Canalave City, containing the qualifying members of the three competing teams, each of them eager to find out their place in the brackets of the battle competition in the final phase of the three day long challenge...
Out of one, exiting ahead of Team Mystic was their calculating leader, Blanche, who was busy hacking away with one hand on a laptop, fingers working like a spider that couldn't find grip on a surface while the other arm cradled it in front of her. She stared down at the screen with intense focus, but navigated her way out of the enclosed ferry and out to the docks with eerie precision, her stride was long and quick. She walked with purpose as her team, clad in arctic blue shirts with a large, deep blue decal of their symbol emblazoning the chests. They filed out relatively organized and followed after Blanche.
Out of another in the dock beside was Team Instinct, wearing black tees with their symbol decaled in electric yellow. They piled out, highly disorganized, but laughing their asses off about Arceus-knew-what. Spark, their leader, had a toothy grin on his face, his arms draped around the necks of a few trainers as they laughed together and generally looked more like a team than either of the other two.
Finally, was Team Valor, who came nearly exploding out the door, shoving past one another in white shirts, their team symbol a burning red on their chests. Immediatley, they hooped, hollared, shouted "TEAM VALOR RULES" at the closest team they could, which happened to be team instinct, and carried on. After a long, long few moments, Candela, their beautiful, but fierce leader, came trudging out of the ferry, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose as she followed after her team, not too closely. She had a legendary headache.
Reaching the main entrance to Pokétopia from the docks, Candela glanced up and saw Blanche walking towards her with what she could only describe as fury.
"Candela.", Blanche greeted her comrade.
"Blaaaaanche?", Candela greeted in response, but with skepticism. Blanche always seemed calm but she knew all to well of her silent rage and didn't want to provoke the ice queen.
"You don't seem well. Sea sickness? I have something for that.", Blanche asked, a brow lifted inquisitively.
"No, no, I did fine on the trip itself, just...", Candela began, but glanced over at the gathering teams, Mystic and instincr mingled well but Valor seemed a bit isolated with themselves, but they would let out loud, prideful "WOO"s at any other member that would come anywhere close. Candela looked back at Blanche and gestured with her hand towards the group.
Blanche looked over at the teams and blinked a few times, then, with complete disinterest, shifted her attention back to Candela. "So I was looking into data gathered from from phase one, when... It happened.", She began to explain.
Candela deflated a bit at her friend's apathy, but looked down at the computer screen as Blanche turned it around to show her.
Just then, a chuckling Spark came out of almost nowhere and rested his forearm on Candela's shoulder in a very relaxed manner, then let oh a dragged out sigh as he came down from laugh.
"Spark, what do you make of this?", Candela asked, pointing at the screen as she looked over at Spark.
Spark blinked and looked at the screen, his eyes scanned back and forth, then he stood up straight and put his hands behind his head with a toothy smile. "I don't have any idea what I'm looking at.", He said with the utmost confidence.
"It's... It's...", Blanche started, looking between her clueless teammates, then her expression intensified, "It's the data I've been able to compile and analyze from the time of the anomaly!", she scolded, "I told you I was going to be gathering information so we could send it to the professor!".
"I... Must not have heard you.", Candela said, sheepishly, as her eyes shifted back and forth.
"I definitely didn't hear you!", Spark said, still smiling, twisting his pinky back and forth in his ear, "Didn't we have a few of the participants send some of those to the Prof anyways?".
"Y-Yes, to study the creatures themselves, but that isn't...", Blanche began to stumble over her words and trip up a bit, aggravated and at a loss for words over her cohorts being careless on the verge of what could have been the greatest discovery in their careers, maybe their lifetime. "We don't know anything about them! There's no recorded information, no other documented sightings, nothing has ever been found in ruins depicting these creatures, they're not in the data for the Pokédex for any region...", She began to huff, catching her breath.
"Relax, snowball.", Candela smiled and shook her head, crossing her arms over her very obvious breasts, "We'll contact the professor once we're inside, it's gonna take a little time for the battle brackets to randomize, after all. We'll see what he dug up, upload the data and bam, we can finish up the festival and take it from there.".
"You know what I always say!", Spark winked, "We'll cross that bridge when we get there!".
"We're... We're there.", Blanche responded with a confused, squinted eye, "We're at that bridge. We've gotten to it.".
"Tsk.", Candela tutted, rolling her eyes back as she closed the laptop, then settled her gaze on Blanche again, "Come on, brainiac, let's just enjoy the rest of the festival, we can worry about that research once it's over, alright?", she placed her hands on Blanche's shoulders and spin her around, then shoved her forward a bit.
"Yeah!", Spark said, hanging his arm limply around Blanche's neck as he guided her towards the gate, where the teams were piling in to meet up at Gateway Colosseum, the designated arena for phase three, "Our teams worked real hard, you know? Harder than I've ever worked.".
"I don't doubt that.", Blanche responded, hugging the laptop against her chest as she was lead by the others, following after their teams.
By Adverse Deactivated
Someone once dared to ask, "If we have them... Why can't we use them?". The year was 20XX, the question was answered. For decades, tensions were sustained between various nations and peace was so unstable that the drop of the pin should shatter the glass barrier. Finally, with the advancement of defense technologies, the arms race was on once more, only this time the tensions grew to a boiling point. Finally, the first bomb was dropped. Then, the second. The third.
I was a child when it all happened. Despite being young at the time, I don't think it will ever be any less vivid in my mind for as long as I may live. I remember panic. I remember screaming, hustle bustle. I remember crying, everywhere, I remember the scent of burning rubber and gasoline, of my mother and father screaming at one another, not out of anger, but our of terror. I remember sitting in the back seat, confused and afraid, watching the chaos out the window as the car sped through our neighborhood and past traffic.
We made it to my father's place of work. It was a sturdy facility for need broadcasts, built to withstand high intensity weather and had a basement primarily used for storage, but now we were using it as shelter. We weren't alone, and we were welcomed. I felt comfort, recognizing some faces, seeing that I wasn't alone in being afraid, but the support made the difference. Then, I remember silence. Then I remember a sound I will never be able to describe, followed by heat, as though someone had opened an oven right in front of me...
We stayed down there for a few days. We had some food, water and clean air that came in through a filteration system, but I remember being hungry. I remember wanting to go home and sleep in my soft, warm bed. I remember laying in my mother's arms each night on the hard floor as she tried to sing a lullaby, but she would start crying and I didn't understand. Finally, the doors were opened.
The world no longer resembled the one we left when we entered the basement. Everything was broken. Burnt. The sky was an odd shade of blue with a sick tinge of green in the clouds. It almost didn't look like we were still in Earth at all, but we had to leave town. I wanted to go home. I would never be in the comfort of my home again.
In our travels, we met other people traveling as well who banded together with us. They described fire in the sky, in the clouds. The wrath of God, punishing humanity, brazen and full of hubris. It came to be known as Heaven's War, or the Cloud War to some.
I sometimes still think about the people we passed on the road that day. Neighbors. I wonder if they made it...
This thread is for your daily post as to what each family is doing and responding with one another throughout this big house which will lead to some RP at some point.
Location: Family House, Living Room
Time: 5:00 PM (17:00)
I arrive through the front door from work as I sigh after reaching the comfort of home and I notice the lonely couch in the living room as I immediately fall down into the soft cushion. I felt the soft sensation on my front body as I let another long sigh for finally feeling relax and I could heart voice around the house as my brother and sister are doing various thing around the house. I could hear the TV on as I glance from my side and waiting until I regain my stamina back so I can get something cooking or hopefully my sister making something good.
"I wonder where is everyone?" I ask.
Welcome all to the Blackberry Falls City
(Suee, DJMax game.)
The Blackberry Falls City is a self-sustaining capital city on a remote island, where the water is pure and the land is free. The city is famous originally for it's delicious and unique Blackberries, as the waterfall contained water that was not only good for the farms and their crops, but made the Blackberry vines grow three times the size, with the blackberries themselves three times the size as well. And at three times the taste, it was something no one had ever tasted before; far superior to other blackberries. This was good for the pie industry as well as the jam industry. It was soon discovered that the water, as well as the fruits that used the water, prolonged life and promoted vitality with human life span, touching on average 110 years old, with the oldest to pass away at 149 years old (If you'd like information on Blackberries, click here). The Country has its own government, with their customs being extremely strict on the importation of food, much like Australia and New Zealand, to prevent damage to their ecology which could cost billions of Blackberrian Dollars to the thriving blackberry industry, and the country’s economy.
Blackberry Falls is a rich, multicultural City that is suitable for all walks of life, with bountiful jobs and housing. At the very centre of the Blackberry Falls economy is Keza Corp and EDAN Industries. They have made Blackberry Falls the forefront of new, cheap, and revolutionary technology. Both Corporations helped protect Blackberry falls during the recession that hit many countries hard. Blackberry Falls continued to be prosperous in the bleak economic climate. Blackberry Falls attracts thousands of people from around the globe, seeking their fortunes among the streets. So here it is... Your chance to help the city to thrive or drag it to it's knees... What will you do?
Skill level: Advanced
Extra Information (A must read) Character ID Out of Character Rules:
EcchiDreams Standard Roleplaying Rules, plus:
No character is allowed to cross the border into the UFF country without my permission. You also cannot have your character as one of the UFF species, without strict permission from myself, and Wolfie. This is a strict rule I will not budge on. Anyone violating this will be asked to leave the RP immediately with little chance of returning. Posts must be at least one paragraph long, with a good amount of detail and with good grammar and spelling (barring mistakes). Anything less than a paragraph, such as a one line post, will be removed and the member in question requested to not do that again. If you consistently post less than a paragraph, then your posts will be removed and you will be asked to leave the roleplay. If you are wanting a special place in Blackberry Falls, then I will need a detailed extra information before I can add it to the list of locations within Blackberry Falls.