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Pokemon: Lunar Dawn

Post  TheAlmightyGhostPrincess on Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:50 am

Welcome to the Noctis region, a region filled with a beauty like no other. It has wonderful flora and fauna and many Pokémon call the Noctis region their home. You think this is the beauty I speak of? You are quite wrong, young one. The beauty I speak of is the beauty of corruption and death. But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I?

We must get to know your story before we get to the Noctis regions lovely story.

Your story starts in the middle of an abandoned town nestled at the bottom of Lunar Mountain. Where no one resides, it's a small, quaint town where one would never think something dark an atrocious happened. But much like the rest of the Noctis region, it has a dark history. Nestled in the middle of this town is the Noctis Rehabilitation Asylum or insane asylum because people here were rarely rehabilitated most died within a year of being admitted. It too has a beautiful story, a story filled with death, torture, cruel acts upon humanity. I could say it has the most beautiful story all throughout the Noctis region itself.

The asylum was most well known for housing the mentally incapable, drug abusers, alcoholics, or many innocent children or people who were left here because they weren't wanted. Left here to die of course. Murder and bloodshed ran ramped. The people who weren't insane when admitted would lose their sanity within a month.

The most cruel part of this story is the acts that were forced upon these people. Cruel tortures such as branding, being bathed in ice water and being electrocuted were various forms of 'treatment.' Mental, physical and sexual abuse ran ramped. The most cruel act I remember during my stay there was a lobotomy. So insatiably cruel. How can one not love such a beautiful story such as this? Where there is no happy ending, no resolution, no love because this story has not ended..It's merely just begun.

This is where you wake up, alone, with no memories, and Pokémon ears and tail. Your story is surely going to be the most beautiful thing of all. One filled with hardships, pain, loss... only you can find happiness or you can easily succumb to the darkness like so many have. Succumb to the darkness and wallow in your pain or find the light and live in happiness.

Your problems don't stop there. The Noctis region is in complete and utter chaos with the rise of Team Theranthrope. Corruption, lawlessness, hopelessness, death, thuggary, you name it. These evil roots run deep in this region. And if you were-Pokémon were found then it is surely the end. Your only hope is to find Jirachi who lives at the top of Mount Lunar. Another problem that poses itself is that Mount Lunar has been blocked off by the government. If you were to go a normal way then you would surely be caught.

There is good news though! There is one way to mount Lunar that isn't blocked off by the government, but by an ancient door that budges for no one..only those who have the elemental gems found in the deepest parts of the Noctis region. Still up to the challenge? If you are then I wish you luck.


Who am I you ask? Hehehe, my name is Lestat de Lioncord and we will be meeting very soon young ones...very soon indeed. He...he....he....

L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N Productions
Presents




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Et nunc reges, intellegite erudimini qui iudicatis terram...

The Roles

Umbreon - Taken!
The lone female of the group. She often seeks independence is very compulsive and idiotic at times, always try's to rebel from the group and is extremely indecisive about her relationship. She woke up in the cafeteria. She is believed to have come from some sort of royal family.. She has an intense obsession with gambling. She also likes to pick fights when she finds the situation growing dull. She's also quite dramatic, and delights in toying with those she loves occaisionally. Her powers include being able to see in different spectrum's of light, her rings give off enough light in the dark to prove as flashlights. She can also secrete poison from the sweat glands on her body and use weak dark type attacks.



Espeon - Taken
The timid one of the group. He often speaks with a stutter and apologizes for everything. Because of his meek personality makes him a prime target for bullying. He woke up in the disciplinary ward. He is believed to be the son of from a shrine family due to his strong morals and beliefs. His powers include being able to see shortly into the future, use minor telekinesis to move things but they can be nothing bigger than him and use weak psychic attacks. He doesn't handle alcohol well and get's very aggressive when drunk. He apologizes for everything he does unless he's drunk.


Jolteon - Taken!
He's the overconfident and rash one of the group. Often rushing in without a second thought and screwing everything up. Believed to be the child of two great martial artists because it seems the only thing he doesn't screw up is his use of martial arts. He woke up in the electro-therapy room.He can make an weak electro-magnetic field, make every hair on his body needle like and use weak electric movies such as spark thundershock. He's a self-proclaimed masochist and loves shiny things.

Vaporeon NPCed by Dyanna!
The mellow one. He likes to go with the flow of things and can be very clumsy sometimes. He's believed to be the child of two marine biologists do to his extensive knowledge on marine life. He woke up in a tub of ice water in the hydro-therapy room. He can breathe underwater and swim down to great depths without feeling pressure and can also use weak water attacks such as Bubble and Aqua Tail. He likes to nap and rather stay in water most of the time.




Flareon Taken!
A flirt. He likes picking up women wherever he can find them and likes to drink. People guess his parents worked in the sex industry because he knows quite a lot about...ahem. He woke up in the furnace room. Flareon can withstand extreme heat and use pyrokinesis to a degree. he can also use weak fire attacks such as ember and will-o-wisp. He is a sweet talker and likes to role-play. He is only interested in having sex with women and isn't looking for an emotional relationship.




Glaceon
Taken!
A cold and cruel man. He has feels nothing at all and can easily kill people without remorse. Most likely the son of two gun makers because he can easily distinguish one gun from the next. He woke up in the morgue. Glaceon can withstand extremely cold temperature and can lower the temperature around him. He can use weak ice attacks such as Aurora Beam Icy Wind. He can do genius IQ puzzles within just a few minutes and is known to be a sadist




Leafeon - Taken !
An outdoorsy person. Leafeon loves the out doors and everything that has to do with wildlife. Most likely the son of two botanists because of his extensive knowledge on flora. He woke up in a patch of wildflowers just outside the asylum. Leafeon can easily manipulate vines and revive flowers he can use moves such as Magical Leaf Grass whistle. He has a soft spot for sweets and likes to be outside at all times.



Important NPC's


Lestat De Lioncord
A mysterious man who lives in the Midnight Catacombs. He shuns the light and despises were-Pokemon. He says he'll help the group on the condition that they look for his friend, Louis.
He gives the group their first Pokemon.


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A mysterious blond women dressed in a white kimono. She helped the group get out of the asylum area. Some believe she is the ghost of one of the patients doomed to wonder the grounds forever. If so..why does she keep appearing....?

The Sign-up Sheet


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Role:

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Powers/Abilities:

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FIRST!!!!!

Post  TheKitsuneHuntress on Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:24 pm

( Before you guys ask..Yes...Yes we are adding Louis and Lestat cameos...we need the real nonsparkle vampires..and dont worry folks, we will add the sparkly kind just for twilight-bashing.. How they show up? well..wait and see. )


Name: Tanken Yoshida

Assumed age: 18

Gender: male

Roll: The trouble makeing Jolteon

Personality: Tanken is the type of person who has a strong need for trouble. Be it a fist fight, or a pokemon battle, he is all ways ready to jump into the Frey and prove himself to be the toughest of the bunch. He tends to be unthinking when it comes to action and as such, tends to cause a bit more trouble than good. He can be a very tough talker and isn't afraid to prove that he has the bite to match his bark, and becomes somewhat upset when people ignore his bragging. One of his unfortunate hobbies, when not fighting, training, or bragging, tends to be teasing the others of the group he travels with. Though he means no real harm with his jokes, they sometimes have a habit of getting out of control or going too far, which then ends in trouble for either the entire group, or just him.

The only time Tanken ever apologizes is when he knows he did something wrong, and even that is usually only when someone gets badly hurt because of his actions. He isn't afraid to go all out in combat and tends to be unforgiving to those who wrong him or his friends, thus becoming sadistic in the cases of those who actually piss him off. The only ways to be snapped out of this dark part of his mindset would either be the crying of one of his friends for him to stop, or a good smack to the back of his head, in the case of the latter, he ends up swearing like a sailor at the person who did the smacking.

Despite those negative aspects of Tankens personality, he is really a pretty caring guy. He simply doesn't wish to show that side of himself for fear of being called soft and teasing is the only way he can think of showing he cares. One good thing he takes pride in though is his loyalty.He won't let anything stop him from helping his friends in a tough situation and would gladly give his life if it meant protecting any of those who he cares about. One could even say he has somewhat of a " hero complex " because he feels a strong need to protect anyone weaker than he is, whom with his ego, is everyone who isn't him..

Tanken is an expert in many different forms of martial arts, including, but not limited to: Aikido, Judo, Kendo, kickboxing and taekwondo. He also enjoys doing Yoga and Tai chi, but anyone who believes these to be for girls would best keep their opinions to themselves as Tanken does not take insults without giving punishment. A few other likes of Tanken would include meditating when alone, watching lightning storms, drinking, video gameing and also reading manga. Dislikes would include being made fun of, feeling weak, anyone who would take advantage of the weak, and fleas ( hey, being a were-pokemon, you get the downsides pokemon have as well as the ups. )

Appearance: Tanken has a nice athletic build, not too thin, but not to muscly either, so it is nearly imposable to tell his strength from looking at him alone. Size wise, Tanken is about 5'8 and weighs 160lbs. He is pale but claims it's healthier than being tan. He has deep green eyes that all ways have a rebellious gleam in them, but they seem to soften every now and then, when the situation actually pulls at his heartstrings. He possesses long golden hair that he wears in a somewhat controlled chaos of spikes, some of which fall over his forehead and eyes like bangs.

Tankens favorite outfit consists of a long sleeved shirt of both a yellow and black coloration, a black pattern of a cross on a yellow shirt and split colored sleeves. His pants are a pair of yellow jeans with black markings on the bottom of the legs and a pair of slip on sneakers of the same color scheme, but with a white stripe going across the tops. On his hands, Tanken wears a pair of black fingerless gloves which also lack backs, with a yellow spot on each of them, and he finishes off his outfit with a long tattered white scarf which he wears even in the hottest of weather, often claiming it makes him feel " empowered ".

Extra: Despite being so dominating of the situations, Tanken is actually what some would call an " Uke ". He is Bi and prefers to be the one who gets...topped..but will take control occasionally just to keep up his macho act. He also has a strange fascination with shiny objects and will be distracted easily when one is around.

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Second I believe

Post  ZirkMihn2010 on Wed Jul 28, 2010 6:39 pm


(I am a friend of Dy, she asked me to rp as Glaceon. I hope you'll have me.)


Name:Makoto Tanaka

Assumed Age: 20

Gender:Male

Role: The Heartless Glaceon

Personality: Makoto has as much personality as a rock does. He's a very quiet person, but when he needs to speak, he'll get his point across. He sees himself as the "Lone Wolf", not caring much about anyone else but himself. He can't phatom the idea of love or friendship, seeing how he was alone most of his life. He acts awkward to others emotions and views them as stupid and useless, seeing how emotions won't save you during a fight. Makoto views himself as highly intellgent, always thinking two steps ahead of everyone else.

The only actually trait that is seen from this statue of a man is his rage and anger. He'll kill without thinking twice. He enjoys the suffering of his pray or adversary. The only time he'll smile is when he knows for sure that death is coming to thougs he attacks or is attacked by. "I'm Sorry" is not in his dictionary. If he hurts anyone he is with, he'll brush it off as if nothing happened.

Appearance: At around 6'0 on the dot, 238 lbs, Makoto is a very fit man. His pale face is hidden under his long black hair, streaks of light blue can be seen through the sea of darkness. Two strips of hair, both pale blue, hang over his pitch black eyes. His light blue vest and dress pants are complemented with his white long sleeve dress shirt. He'll gladly wear his black leather shoes at all times.

Powers/Abilities: The ability to within freezing temperatures is a given, seeing how he can lower the temperature around himself and others. He can pulling water molecules from the air if he is not near a lake or river and freeze it instantly, turning it into sharp shards of ice. He can also create a small snow storm, allowing him to not only stop his prey in their tracks, but to sneak up on them and snap their neck or shove a ice shard through their back. He is trained in the art of Muy Thai, and is very capable of cutting you into pieces with daggers or any one hand held blade.

Extra: He tends to drift off into his own world, not easily being brought back to reality. After killing his prey, he'll pull out two silver coins and rest them over the eyes of the body, if the head is still intact.

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Post  TheAlmightyGhostPrincess on Wed Jul 28, 2010 10:51 pm

Name: Yue Yoaki

Gender: Male

Assumed Age: 18

Role: The fragile Espeon

Personality: Yue is very timid in nature and always speak with a stutter if he speaks at all. His words are very formal and complex. He is a kind person who treasures any type of life no matter how cruel. Yue is also very loyal to any friends he may make and would give his life to save them. Because of his extremely meek personality he tends to be the target of bullying from other characters. Such as Flareon or Jolteon. He is extremely attached to Umbreon as a friend because he is less scared of her than he is of the rest of the group. He also leans on her for emotional support but in times of peril Yue will always be the first to come to her aid.


Aside from his meek personality Yue is very fragile emotionally and get's discouraged easily. He often takes people's spiteful words to heart and believes them to be true. He is also afraid that if he reveals his true feelings about a situation to other people they will think of him as a burden or come to hate him. Yue's fragile emotionally state causes him to become very wary of new people and even other members of the group. Unknown to the group, Yue has a strong emotional fear of pick axe's. Just seeing one can make him visibly nervous and picking one up will cause him to emotionally shutdown altogether.When extremely nervous he yells, "Au Au au!" consistently.

Appearance: Yue stands at 5"4 at 125pounds and he has a thin body structure overall. He has lavender colored hair complimented by lavender espeon ears. His eyes are a serene blue and for some strange reason his right eye is lighter than his left and has a long scar running down it. His hair is kept short. His favorite outfit being an over sized blue long-sleeved shirt and white Levi's. He often goes barefoot but in certain cases he'll wear black tennis shoes if there is the threat of broken glass or sharp objects. He also has 4 random numbers branded on his back.

Powers/Abilities: Yue holds weak psychic abilities. He can see momentarily into the future and use psychic to life anything that isn't bigger than him. He can also use weak psychic moves to his advantages such as confusion to confuse an enemy or hypnosis to put an enemy to sleep. Yue is most reliant into seeing into the momentary future in fighting because his right eye is basically useless in battle, using the ability puts a strain on his body however and drains his energy.

Extra: Yue is fully blind in his right eye due to trauma suffered to the eye in an incident unknown to everyone, including Yue. Yue is also a horrible cook almost always starting a fire when cookie. He is also claiming he is writing a book not that anyone will ever read it of course but it's another thing he does to calm himself.


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Bid my blood to run, before I come undone.

Post  Umbreongirl on Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:58 pm

Name: Ashlyn Pizzara

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Female

Role: The mischievous Umbreon

Personality: An utterly exasperating character, Ashlyn is more than her fair share of trouble for the group. Intelligent to the point that hardly anything captivates her interest for long, if she is in a social sort of mood and isn’t constantly being stimulated, Ash will first begin to whine, and if she isn’t received, will then proceed to pout. She is known to instigate a bit of conflict at times when she can’t bear to sit still and entertain herself, but will stir trouble only to become exasperated when it gets out of hand, and then bid it to stop. She is incredibly ambitious, and prefers to do everything at a fast pace, though when she slows down and her senses come back to her, she regrets immensely that she has wasted another day not stopping to appreciate the life Arceus allows her to continue to live. As Ash lived a rather confining and rigorous life, now that she has finally taken hold of the reins, seems to go wild with the freedom she is granted. When she has the opportunity, she drinks merrily, gambles away almost everything she has, and then proceeds to flirt shamelessly with whomever she pleases. Despite this vexing and rather spoiled behavior, Ash ultimately has a noble and golden heart, and simply wishes for the region which was once a glorious Eden to be restored to its former state. Though you might think for one as reflective as Ash can sometimes be, she would also be rational, if Ash feels something is violating her morals, she will charge recklessly into the situation, proving to be rather poor tactically. She has an infectious smile and a soft spot for each member of her group in a different way. She is especially protective of Yue however, for his sensitivity, both mentally and emotionally, and oftentimes goes over the top to prevent him from being hurt in, oftentimes driving the others into passionate fits of jealousy. Ash delights in surprise hide and seek, and oftentimes leaves the group on a whim, hiding, and delighting in the uncertainty that surrounds her.

Appearance: Rumored to be descended from a family of a nobles, Ash certainly supports this theory, with a narrow but strong face, the bold setting of her jaws indicating that she has descended from a family with superior physical prowess. Her eyes, a certain bloody color of rust, seem to stare unrelentingingly at whatever or whoever she has deemed her target, and oftentimes has the handy ability of stopping them cold, at least for a few brief seconds for her to either flee, or launch an assault. Nobody is sure why Ash possesses this kind of power, to be able to effortlessly ensnare a victim into her gaze like a Spider with a fly, but the most logical theory is an Umbreon’s notable ‘Mean Look’ attack. Her hair, once a long, voluminous ebony mane cascading luxuriously down to her waist, has been hacked off mysteriously, leaving her hair short, the very longest layer near the front of her face ending halfway to her shoulder, and the very back of her hair proving to be even shorter than this. A single lock falls into her face on the left side, and this piece if often clipped back with a barette sporting a dancing Totodile. Standing at five foot three, Ash is certainly the shortest of the group, but hardly by much. She views her height as an advantage rather than a disadvantage, for it enables her nimbleness, and her ability to swiftly climb trees to avoid danger. Her skin is an uncanny sort of pale, and this most likely attributes to her aversion for the sun, though having sallow skin susceptible to the unforgiving rays hardly seems to help, and she is unable to travel for long stretches of time during the day. For clothing, she wears a heavy, short-sleeved shirt, solid black in colour, in which the fabric at the ends of the cuffs are white, and each sport a tiny white bow. Short black leather belts buckle across her chest, three in number, adorn the front of this outfit. Below, she wears a thin, silken skirt that ends just above her knees, solid black with a crooked white checkered pattern on it. She wears black satin ballet slippers on her feet, choosing this minimal protection so as not to hinder her running, but very often ends the day irreparably sore and almost lame from walking nearly barefoot on rough terrain. Ash’s backpack is a solid white, with the forlorn pattern of solid black dahlias that freckle it.

Powers/ Abilities: Actual attacks: Bite, Faint Attack, Mean Look, Confuse Ray, and Dark Pulse, as well as possessing the unusual ability to excrete poison from her pores, failing to spray it as an Umbreon could, but being able to create it nonetheless as an effective defense. In impenetrable darkness, Ash’s rings come to life, shining with valor to vividly light up darkened areas. She can also see in the night as it were day, as well as walk through ultra violet or red light without even batting an eye.

Extra: Ash is strangely attracted to macabre or grotesque scenes, not delighting in bloodshed or gore, but naturally being drawn to anything dark, or forlorn. While this may simply be her nature, her special affinity for things like flowers, children, and confectionary is unexplainable.


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Re: Pokemon: Lunar Dawn

Post  Admin on Fri Jul 30, 2010 6:08 am

Done. Will do a post tomorrow if I get time, I'm running out of it tonight.

Name: Sebastian Tyrone Mordheim

Nickname: Pyro, but he'll respond to almost any synonym of fire.

Assumed Age: 19

Gender: Male

Role: The slutty Promiscuous Flareon

Personality: Sebastian is your textbook narcissist, and he knows it. Sure, he’s sweet and kind, but he’s incredibly vain. He would happily go on record saying he’s Arceus gift to women; and he’s willing to prove it. Extremely flirtatious around members of the opposite, it would be unnatural for him to be without woman attached to his arms. His appearance is his most powerful asset, or at least he’s convinced himself it is.
However, under his vain exterior, Sebastian is a nice guy. Arrogant, yes, but he tries to limit its control on his moods. He is intelligent, but it is not his strongest feature. He doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty, believing that he is perfect in any condition. Chivalry is one of his strong points, but people would peg this to his attraction to the opposite sex.
Sebastian is rash, when out of his element. Despite his intelligent demeanour, he rushes things. He’ll charge head first into battle, burning the landscape around him. Only truly calm when speaking to a lady, or engaged in certain activities.

Appearance: Sebastian stands at around 6"3', being slightly above the human average. Spiked, short, fiery red-hair explodes from his head, pointing out defiantly against gravity. These convincingly hide his long pointed ears, which are the same length as the spikes. His chin points down powerfully, his jawline chiselled and set. His eyes are large; the iris is a darker red, like the smoulders of a flame. His features give him an air of mischief, yet they unveil a sophisticated look as well. His looks definitely help attract the ladies; he claims to have something every lady can enjoy.
Being the Arceus's gift to the ladies, Sebastian has to have a good body. His muscles are toned perfectly, to the point where they are recognisable but they don't make him look like some sort of steroid taking meat-head.
As far as clothes go, Sebastian wears what he awoke wearing. A plain white t-shirt was underneath a blue jacket. Along the bottom rim of the blue jacket is a fire pattern, sewing the whole way round. A pair of tight black denim jeans covers his legs and topped off in a pair of white running shoes. A golden signet ring lies on his left middle finger, with rubies set into it.

Powers/Abilities: Being the human Flareon, Sebastian would obviously have some control over the element of ‘Fire’. The manipulation of any fire-based substance, such as a flame, is very standard. As long as there’s something burning, he can manipulate the fire. Expand it or extinguish it, the choice is his. However, this power would be almost useless if there was no fire. Fortunately, he can create fire with a flick of his fingertips, and manipulate it from there. He can also withstand great temperature without his skin burning or blistering.



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Post  Diεgo on Sat Jul 31, 2010 5:55 pm


Name: Willow “Will” Evergreen

Assumed Age: He seems around 20

Gender: Male

Role: The gentle Leafeon

Personality: Oh, quite a case is this character. Willow is a child at heart; an old fashioned, kind soul who abides by the ways of chivalry, respect, honesty, and empathy. Will is peaceful and calm, the exact polar opposite of your stereotypical hero and fighter. When confronted, Will opts for the easy way out by fleeing. He is someone who goes “It’s all Ok” after being shot in the chest. He is the one of the group to say a joke when everyone’s between the wall and the sword. He’s the one that’d rather plant a garden than fight. Willow has the attitude of a natural leader, willing to give his life for a cause, but also willing to give his cause for a life. Even though he tries to be inconspicuous to the world, Will loves meeting new people; and he believes he is at least somewhat good at doing it. Always so relaxed and always so jolly, Will has no problem making friends and being nice to people, even if most of them end up betraying his benevolence. He is driven by a necessity to help others and help his surroundings, animals and plants. His patience is immense, and he never gets angry. If anything, upset is more like it. He also proves to be deeply emotional and sensible, mucho in contact with his soft side; but every other time he is cold and strategic, mainly when the situation calls for it. Will enjoys being outdoors, bright weathers, morning breeze, dew, water, and gardening. He enjoys sports; and his flexibility and general strength allow him to own most of them. He is somewhat of a hippie, rather enjoying helping others than being involved in fights.

Sexually, or should I say, asexually, Will’s attitude isn’t normal for a 20 year old male. He displays no libido for male or female bodies, and his genetics demand no carnal pleasures. Also on the pansexual side, Will receives no shame in expressing his feelings for a person, regarding gender; for he lives in his cotton candy world where what matters is the heart. His displays of affection come in many ways, but none are marked enough to signify his regard for one gender over the other. In any case, Will isn’t looking for love, he just wants to make this place a better world. With more flowers.

Appearance: Anyone with over two neurons will immediately relate Will’s appearance to that of the grass Eeveelution. Let’s start with the body. Leafeon is one of the tallest Eevee evolutions, but definitely not one of the largest Pokémon. Willow stands at around 6’4, and his body frame is the one you could compare to that one of a professional swimmer. He isn’t by any means burly, but his body is thin and sturdy, fat finding no place to hide in it. His arms, back, abs and shoulders aren’t really out there, but they are noticeable even when they aren’t flexed. His bones seem to be made out of diamond and titanium. Leafeon is the eeveelution with the highest defense stat, and given the fact that he is more bound to receive hits than deliver them, his body has adapted to make him impenetrable and unbreakable. The tone of his skin is exactly the same color as Leafeon’s fur, a caressing cream-like shade; and his skin is soft like a baby’s butt. His limbs are long, but not extravagantly rangy. Just, average long. His hands and fingers, again, are strong and resilient; but they seem well taken care of; preened. His face is rather peculiar. Though it’s obvious and blatant that he is a male, some of his facial attributes exert a feminine air, one that translates into delicacy, freshness, and handsomeness. His body isn’t abruptly rough; and his face is no exception. Will’s cheeks are rosy, and so are his thin and soft lips. His small nose has a perfect shape, and it is somewhat perky in the end, like Leafeon’s. His eyes are big and round; and not in an exaggerate way, but just the normal, good looks-related size. They are also, most of the time, a piercing, light green color. Sometimes; mainly when anxious, scared, or in a rush, his eyes will switch to a maroon shade; resembling the eyes of the grass Pokémon, but sometimes this will happen at random times. Rarely, but he has no control over it. Yes, his irises are quite enthralling. Will’s teeth are flawless in shape and color; they aren’t crooked they slightest and they are pearl white. Perfectly ‘groomed’ and dark brows and eyelashes are present, too; but like if that is of any importance. If anything seems out of place, that’s Willow’s ears. They are somewhat overgrown and very pointed in the edge, also having some gaps and incisions in them. The sharp edges also have a slightly green tinge. They are identical to Leafeon’s ears, just adapted for a human. Will’s hair is straight, and when put down, it barely reaches his eyelashes. Though he severely lacks corporal hair, the ones that are present are blond. The hair on his head is green. It doesn’t, however, look like a fake, tinted green. It is quite obvious that such a peculiar shade of hair is natural. Most of the times, his hair will look like if it is wet; but when touched, you realize it is wonderfully soft and smooth. For attires, Willow prefers dark clothing that will help him absorb sunlight easier. Black, however, seems to be too dark; so he opts for brownish clothing. An everyday look would be a plain brown tee, dark denim trousers, and running sneakers. His shoes, as well as a fingerless glove he wears on his left hand, always have to be the same color as Leafeon’s paws.

Powers/Abilities: Wills powers and abilities are barely offensive, if at all. He relies on defense and support. As stated above, Will’s dermis is stone hard, and while he may bruise or receive slight scratches, he won’t ever break or dislocate a bone or joint or be pierced by a bullet or blade. His knowledge of every plant make him a useful botanist and herbal doctor. It’s very useful combined with his ability to make plants grow. Although there is a rare instance for its use, Will has the power to purify the air and water around him. Finally, Will, being a man whose sense of smell is the keenest, he always smells delightfully. He can, however, change the way he smells at will. Not only, like, changing from clean to dirty, but his ability is so precise he can secrete scents of hormones like testosterone, estrogen, a variety of pheromones, or even the smell of other people.

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Re: Pokemon: Lunar Dawn

Post  TheAlmightyGhostPrincess on Mon Aug 02, 2010 2:14 am


Chapter 1 Opening:Genyou no Chou
Chapter 1 Ending:Requiem for Themselves and Tragedies
The moving Moon went up the sky.
And nowhere did abide;
Softly she was going up,
And a star or two beside-

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"Hnnnnnnnggghhh....." A timid voice whispered. He had one hell of a headache. The ground was ice cold and smelled awful. It was wet too despite how much he didn't want to the boy opened his eyes. He looked around the room.

The room itself was in shambles. The paint had chipped away, papers had littered the floor, the tiles on the floor had peeled off revealed the fresh earth and their were holes in the ceiling and walls. The room had several chairs that were all torn and worn away. The medical instruments next to them were rusted and old. That's when he spotted it. An ice pick resembling medical instrument. His heart began to pound and race and he bolted out of the room as fast as he could.

"W-what happened....? Where...am I....? WHAT THE HELL?! I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING!" He yelled. He grabbed his head and he felt something more strange. He picked up a shard of glass that lay on the hallway. He had espeon ears and a tail. This was just getting more and more strange. His heart, was racing, he had a killer headache, and he was Arceus knows where.

Through all his thoughts, he heard bells tinkling. He looked ahead to see a women who was standing in front of him.

Her overall stature was beautiful. Her hair was a golden blonde that reached down to her midback. It was also adorned with two flower like charms. Her emerald green eyes seem to be saddened and she looked like she was going to start crying any minute now. Her skin was as pale as the moon. She wore a long kimono. It had an intricate flower pattern on it and was a mixture of red, pink, and white.

She just stood staring at the wall, doing absolutely nothing until she turned and saw the boy. Her look of sadness remained even as she saw the boy. She then turned and walked down the hallway into a neighboring room.

"Wait!" The boy yelled and followed after her only to bump into a lone girl who looked like she too had just woken up.

"Ouch!" The girl yelped and fell to the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" I was following this girl I saw and...and...." He apologized and helped her up, "Did you wake up in this strange place too..?" He asked.




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A " Shocking " awakening.

Post  TheKitsuneHuntress on Mon Aug 02, 2010 2:49 am

The room was dark, only a few rays of light shining through the cracks of the boarded up window. Tiny particles of dust floated around the dim light and the cobwebs glittered faintly with the dust they collected giving the room a very eerie atmosphere. Tanken Yoshida opened his eyes slowly, slightly dazed and confused. The green orbs scanned the area slowly as he sat slowly upright in a sturdy wooden chair.

"What the..." He blinked in confusion as he looked around. Next to his chair was an old rusted looking machine with many wires hanging out of one end, with suction cups on the ends of them. The chair he was seated in was old and very uncomfortable and Tanken cringed when he noticed that shackled were attached where the arms and legs of the seated person were meant to go, "What is this place.." He stood up slowly, somewhat dizzy and started towards the window. It took a good amount of strength for him to pull one of the weaker boards off the wall in order to give him a view of the outside. Tall grass reached up passed the window sill and He could almost make out a few rundown buildings farther away.

"Well this is weird..." Tanken sighed and looked around until he found the door behind a bunch of clutter, "What is some of this, medical stuff? " He tilted his head slightly and shrugged, pulling open the door with a loud echoing creek. The halls were filled with clutter, from stacks of yellowed papers, to rusty old skeletons of wheelchairs and hospital beds, and bits of the ceiling that had broken off and fallen, "This place...has defiantly seen better days." He shrugged and started walking carefully along the old hallway before suddenly freezing. It seemed to him a strange white shape was in the distant end of the hall, almost like a white shadow, Without real form or solidity. As quickly as the form had appeared however, it vanished into an adjoining hallway just as quickly.

"Is..someone there?! Hey hold up!" Tanken shouted as he ran after the form, but found it had vanished completely in the other hallway. "Where did they go?" He growled low to himself and was surprised to find it sounded far too animalistic, "Well..that's new. Could I do that before? Wait, Why can't I remember before? What the hell happened?!" He looked around nervously then ran into an old bathroom. One look in the mirror caused him to freak.

"My ears... Are those my ears?!" He lifted his hand to stroke the soft fur of his long yellow and black tufted ears, the ears of a Jolteon, "And I have fangs, What the hell happened to me? Who am I? Why am I part Pokémon?! "

Suddenly a thought came to Tanken's mind as he stood staring at his reflection in the shattered mirror that hung over the molded and broken sink, "Wait a sec, I'm part Pokémon now. This must mean I now have powers and can be a super hero!" He grinned at his reflection and gave himself a thumbs up before going to explore the rest of the old building. "First things first, I should have a stronger smell now with Pokémon powers. Maybe I can smell whoever I saw earlier." He nodded to himself and began to sniff the air, his nose wrinkling from the stale and stagnant air, "Ew." He kept trying however and found the scent of another living being and followed it down the hall to the cafeteria.

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The unsuspecting victim.

Post  Umbreongirl on Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:39 am



The sound of silence makes me crazy..

The first conscious move Ash was ever able to put a finger on upon awakening was the viscous struggle to open her eyes. It seemed as if some divine power beyond herself had welded them shut, sewing them blind to whatever horrific lay beyond. This was the first forewarning Ash felt, as she fought the leaden weights weighing her down. To begin with, there were no coherent thoughts. There was only the abstract: blind terror, a raw panic, slithering from her subconscious, and rising to tickle her throat, a sickening dread.. There was denial, there was emergency reboot and an urgency to soothe, an urgency to cancel out the unpleasant, and to replace the unpleasant with a false stabilizer.. and Ash fought this all the way too.

The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend..

And judging by the way Ash's eyes had refused to cooperate, Ash was filled with a chilling foreboding that she wasn't in Kansas anymore. Finally, after much wrasstling, Ash had broken from the metaphorical chains, and was opening her eyes to enlightenment.. Or rather to a dark menacing hellhole. But Ash had a peculiar interest into the unsightly and the morbid, and as she awoke to simply find herself relaxing in the corner of what appeared to be a grand albeit somber room. And though Ash could clearly gather that the contents of the room were meant to be shadowy and sightless, strangely, she could clearly make out the skeletons of several rather bulky industrial cafeteria tables, the broken remains of several trays, and behind her, two ominous identical doors, appearing not as doorways, but terrifying black holes, leering voids beckoning her to become consumed, and dead to the world.

It wasn't that Ash was particularly prone to getting the heebie jeebies from spooky places, it was just that the doorways gave off such a strong presence, had clearly such evil character, that Ash turned away quickly with a shudder, as she found her eyes, by some weird freak of nature, begging to zone in on and explore their interiors.

This certainly is different. Ash mused internally, still a silent spectator of the windowless, lightless room, pondering just how exactly in the pitch black she could clearly hone in on and detect the contents. For now, she wasn't afraid, because the deviance wasn't so distinguishable that she realized a change had taken place, but as Ash's mind was effectively jarred into action by the new surroundings..

Where the hell am I? And how did I end up in a place i've never even seen?

Though Ash wouldn't demonstrate her insecurities outwardly, even in front of only herself, she did feel a twinge of uncertainty begin mounting.

Show no fear, show no fear, show no fear..

Ash began, setting a personal mantra to march to as she clenched her fist, a determined grimace hardening over her pale face as she took her first few steps in her dim whereabouts. By the time she had reached the first overturned table, Ash had gained momentum, realizing that the hardest traget was a moving target. Her mind was buzing with thoughts, straining to exhaustion to remember the events leading up to this curious confinement.

What is my name? Ash. Her inner self had answered back, matter of factly.

Do I have a last name? A middle name? Ash pressed. Aslyn Pizzara is your name given by birth, but you prefer to be called Ash. Although with this, and many other things, you are accustomed to not getting your way.

Where did I come from? Ash persisted, feeling relief in the fact that she had been answered the previous few times.

I'm sorry, Ash. But that is privelaged information. After this response, there was a deliberate and heavy silence, and Ash sighed, her head dropping, eyes scanning the ground, illuminating it in an eery luminescent white light, as if Ash's vision had switched to the negative.

So my name's Ash. I guess that's all I need for now, to keep people believing i'm sane. But who knows how long I can keep that up. I'm having authentic and thorough conversations with myself, and I can see in the dark like some kind of animal.. What's happening to me?

Ash continued trudging along in silence, pausing when she found herself dead center in the middle of the sea of old, dilapidated tables. She felt immensely small, and clung to the irrational fear that this seemingly vacant and endless room would swallow her. Bravely she stood though, forcing herself to eliminate all fear by thoroughly exploring every crevacice of the room.

Okay Ash, get a grip. Ash thought, inhaling quickly, and expelling slowly. Thinking the increase in oxygen might clear her head and enable her to remember a little better, Ash repeated the exercise, watching with satisfaction as the swell of her diaphragm rose. This seemed to at least be helping in the jogging of her memory, that is, until something else caught her eye. Not two feet away from her, lay something so shocking, so profoundly unsettling, an epiphany in the actual brutal nature of this place, that Ash felt her heart for a second completely stop.

Leering grostesquely in sickening negative light lay an ashen mangled hand, connected to a deteriorating arm, the body of the table crushing, trapping the remainder of the corpse beneath it. Ash's first move was to break out into a nervous sweat. Her second move was to begin to hyperventilate. Realizing that this place wasn't nearly as harmless as she had thought, that it might contain a few more skeletons in this massive closet, holding in all shattering screams so as not to draw attention to anything menacing that might be lurking nearby, Ash bolted. Her heart in her throat, envisioning that hundreds, no thousands of corpses littered the murky floor, Ash ran into wall after wall, pounding on them pleadingly, letting out whimper after whimper as she struggled like a trapped, caged animal to escape. Finally, she collapsed in a terrified, desolate heap, shaking uncontrollably. Her heart pounded so erratically, that she could hear it against the roaring silence, and she swore that across the room, within the mouth of the abyss, she hear a single drop of water hit the floor. It was maddening to the point that Ash had almost cracked, and as her mind began to decay in a cerebral stew of fear, a glorious light suddenly broke forth.

A violently spectacular golden light burst, triumphant, the torch of hope and salvation for Ash, and she didn't hesitate as she made a mad dash for it. Never did the thought occur to Ash that the light might be a twisted decoy, an imitation of an Angler fish, but she didn't care. Her blind terror meant that she would take any chance. Thankfully, the light seemed to have been produced by something more benevolent than malevolent, and as Ash finally found her exit out in a large hallway of some sort, she breathed a much deserved sigh of relief. She was so busy basking in this solace, this momentary release from the horrifying image in the next room, that she failed to notice the silhouette making its way to her.

Correction, the silhouette making its way rapidly to her. Ash's first impression of the boy would be more of a sensation than an impression, a rough, jarring sensation, as he struck her, and they both careened clumsily to the ground. From beneath the creature, Ash immediately looked up, her crimson eyes swelling in awe of the boy.

"Ouch.." She murmured instinctively, though the pain she spoke of was not of her own, but of the boy before her. A slender body was positioned just overtop hers, and she made no move to right herself as she scanned the boy. Lacerations and vanishing scars lined the boy's bare arms, and because of this clue, Ash would almost bet that they lined his legs, too.. Even still, Ash's insides clenched as she met the boy's eyes, her own wide eyes softening as she detected the nervousness in them. He seemed so timid, that he might bolt at any instant, and she smiled invitingly, hoping that the finicky creature might stay near her just a moment longer. His eyes were a lovely shade of cerulean, though peculiarly, one was lighter than the other, like ice frozen above water. As he shifted, lavender hair soon fell to veil this eye.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" The creature stammered in a panic, making a flurry of hand gestures as his eyes widened, and he seemed prepared to take flight. Ash didn't make a single move or sound, still entranced with the deviant eye..

"I was following this girl I saw.. and.. and.. Did you wake up in this strange place too?" The boy continued, and Ash nodded, still astounded by the intense chain of events that had all simultaneously taken place.

"Don't be sorry!" She begged, finding herself already comfortable enough with the boy to open up a little bit with him.

"Don't be sorry at all. You're probably the best thing that's managed to happen to me all day." Ash laughed breathlessly, and as she did so, felt a peculiar twitch. It was then that she noticed the peculiar shape of the boy's ears. Her eyes widened, and though one might've expected a girl, one who had awoken in an Asylum at that, to shy away from something so utterly strange, and unexplainable, she felt instead compelled to them, and the idea struck her that this signaled some sort of biblical savior. She took a step forward.

"Your ears.." She trailed dumbly, hardly aware of what she was even saying. Earnestly, she stared into his eyes. As hard as she racked her brains for something logical, nothing cropped up.

"Why? Are you some kind of angel?" She smiled innocuously. Then remembering the boy's question, she nodded grimly.

"I don't know how long i've been here, or why." She answered briskly, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

"All I know is that i'm eager to get the hell out. What kind of a place is this anyways?"

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Post  Diεgo on Wed Aug 04, 2010 7:34 pm

“Morning, sunshine.”

Will delicately yawned and rubbed his eyes with his soft hands, brushing the caressing petals from the flower patch he found himself in off. The weather was horrid, and the sky wasn’t welcoming, but the man smiled nevertheless and sat himself up. The day could only be as bad as one wanted it to be. Optimism at its best. Close examination said that the flowers and plants below him gently pushed him up and gave him support. The green-haired fellow dusted particles of pollen off his clothes and twisted his torso from side to side, enjoying the feeling of his spine cracking.

“Where am I?” He asked himself, unusually calm. You know, when you wake up in the middle of nowhere, one would think of freaking out. But not Will, he just tried to calmly figure out where he was and make mental note of what he did last night. Strangely enough, he couldn’t remember anything. Not only that, but he also secreted a wonderful scent; one very different from the usual dry sweat humans tend to wake up with. Slightly jumpy, Will stepped out of the flower patch and began walking forward, deeper into nowhere. The land under his feet was completely dead and whithered, but as Will stepped on it, grass sprouted. It was magical.

“Is this just a dream?” the man asked himself as he looked around, completely lost. “Did I get drunk? Is this some sort of bad prank?”

Will tried to arrange his messy pillow hair, and as he brushed a strand of hair behind his ear, he noticed something unusual. His ears were… Slightly bigger than usual, and they had some cuts and gaps. Frantic, Will quickened his pace to find somewhere to see a reflection, wondering what was grasping his ears that made him feel that way. As he moved on and on, each time more scared, his breathing became harsh.

“Where am I, Where am I?!” The boy kept repeating to himself before giving up and letting out a loud yell of desperation. Plants died and the trees swooned as he turned quiet and continued walking. Eventually, he made it to some sort of… Weird building. From scarred letters in an even more ravaged sign, he could barely read the word “asylum.”

~Civilization…~ Will thought to himself, hoping that whatever was inside could give him answers of where he was at. The place was gloomy, and the aura wasn’t at all pleasant. Will, however, smelled the scent of other people inside. It estranged him that he could smell that, but trusting his instincts, he walked in.

“Hello?” he yelled as he looked around, unsure whether to wait around or follow his nose in search of others. Out of nervousness, he began to secrete a bitter scent, and frightened, he made his way through dark corridors in hope for answers.

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Cold Sweat.

Post  ZirkMihn2010 on Thu Aug 05, 2010 2:50 pm

The lights flickered on and off throught the moruge. Tables and various objects were scattered all over the dirty blood soaked floor. Every door which sealed away a dead body, keeping them perfectly perserved was opened or torn off it's hinges, all except for one. A loud THUMP could be heard from within the metal tomb. The door was suddenly kicked off with great force, causing it to fly across the room and smash into the wall. The table rolled out from the tomb and out came a man, covered in sweat, naked, his chest going up and down at an incredible rate. A cold breeze ran through the room as ice began to form along the wall, ceiling, and floor as he stood up slowly. He clenched his fist as the room became colder and colder. He remained perfectly still as the entire area was covered in ice. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked around, his tail swaying left to right.

Minutes had gone by as the man sat on the table, looking down at his toes. His big toe had been tagged, stating the time of death and everything. He cracked his neck and got off the table, his feet falling into a puddle of blood. His eyes caught the image of a bag in the far corner of the morgue. He walked carelessly on the broken glass and blood on the floor as he reached out for the bag. He knelt down and pulled the frozen bag from the ground, reading the inscription . "Makoto Tanaka....yep...thats me..."said Makoto as he ripped opened the bag, revealing his clothing. Several minutes had passed as he adjusted his vest and dress pants, still barefoot. He reached into the bag and pulled out his dress shoes and slipped them not, his feet still soaked in blood. Makoto ran his fingers through his hair once more, his long light blue ears hidden under the thick black mane of his as he began to walk out of the morgue, his shoes creating sounds throughtout the area.

Makoto rubbed his neck as he continued to walked down the dark hallway. It had looked like it was abandoned for years, grass breaking through the tile, various numbers of holes in the wall could be seen with ease. As he walked, he muttered something to himself over and over. His chanting had ceased as a flash of light ran across the pathway in front of him. Makoto stood there, a blank expression on his face as he clenched his fist, the grass around him slowly dying from the cold as he ran down the hallway, hoping to find the source of the light. He reached the end of the hallway and saw her, standing there. The little girl floated in front of him, a soft smile on his face. Makotos eyes widen at the sight. Both exchaned look at each other. Makoto tilted his head as he raised his hand towards the girl. A bright white light exploded from his palm as a beam of snow and ice shot out towards the girl, covering her and everything behind her in tons of snow and ice.


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As dusk falls.

Post  Admin on Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:14 am

Light.

A dim orange glow hung over the room. Sebastian's eyes flicked. There was a deep, foggy feeling over his mind. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. The room was a mild, luke-warm temperature, with a stuffy climate. Sebastian stretched his arms and looked at his surroundings. The light illuminated very little. He deciphered what he could of the room. The room was small. A broken light hung from the roof. The room was empty, with the exception of an old, decrepit furnace lay in the corner which was expelling a small fire. The room looked as if it hadn't been used for years. Sebastian pondered how the furnace remained lit, but a sudden revelation occurred to Sebastian which distracted him.

He was naked.

It wasn't that he didn't like being naked. No, Sebastian loved his body. His face was a beautiful piece of art, his muscles were powerful and his..... He liked his body. It just came as a surprise.
"Who and what did I do last night?" He mused allowed, scratching the back of his head. His hands bumped over something pointed and slightly fluffy in his usually spiked hair. His ears. What had happened to his ears? He needed to find a mirror or something that would cast a reflection. He turned to the door and tried the handle. It wouldn't budge. As stress began to build up in his mind, a pale, warm heat began to emanate from his palm. It melted the door handle slightly. He pulled his hand back and stared at it, stumped. There, in the center, was a small flame. He stared at it, like a child with a toy. He rolled his fingers, and the flame began to dance around his palm. He flicked it off his hand with his index finger, and it sailed into the wall. It extinguished as it hit the wall, leaving a tiny scorch mark. Sebastian looked slightly amused.

"That's new", he spoke a loud. Or is it? He couldn't remember anything before waking up. "It must of been some wicked party last night". He tried the door again, but it was locked. He experimentally flicked his fingers and a spark ignited. "Excellent". He gently held the flame against the lock, melting it. The door creakily swung outwards and Sebastian stepped into a dark corridor. The flame, which now was flicking on the edge of his index finger, provided a little light.

"Hello? Is anyone here? Hello?" He yelled as he strolled down the corridor, fully bare.

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Post  TheAlmightyGhostPrincess on Sun Aug 08, 2010 3:55 am

Let's kill the night and go down in style

"Don't be sorry!" The girl begged, the boy was still very confused at the situation. Here he was waking up in some Arceus forsaken place with Espeon like qualities and whilst running away from some unknown phobia did he manage to run into a girl who was just as confused as he was. What were the chances? The boy had no memory of nothing, even recalling his name was proving to difficult, but he couldn't go on without a name. No one can live without a name....but nothing came to him, nothing. Like he never had one in the first place.

Another thing that was causing him to worry was that everything on his right side was black. He couldn't see anything on his right side, had something happened before he was dropped off at this Arceus forsaken hellhole? There had to be some reason why he was completely blind in his right eye...

"Don't be sorry at all. You're probably the best thing that's managed to happen to me all day."
The girls voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He could sense she was just as nervous as he was. He began to wonder if there were any more people who had awaken with no memories. The chances of that were very slim, it was indeed a miracle that this girl was here. He had not taken a good look at her but from what he could see, they were almost the same height and she two piercing red eyes.

"Your ears.." The girls trailed off. It was then that he too noticed that she had two Pokémon like ears protruding out of her head and if he looked down he would probably see a tail. Now this couldn't just be chance, some God-given miracle that the two should meet. There was something connecting the two. Now the boy was beginning to wonder that maybe more people like him and this girl could be lurking about this is when ,once again, the girl chimed in, "Why...? Are you some kind of angel?" She smiled innocuously.

"...Did you not notice you have...the very same ears as me.....except they are a different shape...?"
The boy told her. Maybe the grim realization had not yet sunk in, maybe she had not noticed them yet? The ears and tail were most certainly present. She then nodded grimly at his previous question.

"I don't know how long I've been here, or why."
She answered briskly, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

"Same here....." He mumbled.

"All I know is that I'm eager to get the hell out. What kind of a place is this anyways?" The girl ask. This was a question he had no set answer for. This place felt eerily familiar, the lingering sadness and despair, the worn down walls, everything felt familiar. It also made something in the pit of his stomach turn, like his entire soul did not want to be here. He wanted to flee, to escape, but for what reason? He had no memory of ever being in this place...surely it was just a case of déjà vu. That was probably it, he had no time to worry about what this place was to him, all he needed to do was to get out.

"Again, same here...this is definitely a place we shouldn't be. It almost feels like something's watching us...." His voice faded off as there was a quick drop in temperature. Something was standing right behind the two. Like most of this place it was all too familiar, the cold chilling feeling and the feeling of someone watching you. The boy went to turn around and there stood something that made his blood run cold.

There stood walking slowly toward the duo, a translucent figure. The outline of a doctors outfit and a clip board. His heart began to race and he broke out in a cold sweat. Again his stomach lurched. Something deep inside him was truly scared, truly horrified and did not want to be here. Before he could think about his actions he took the girls hand and started running. Running as fast as he could. Those were the only thoughts in his head.

Run, Flee, Escape.

Those solitary words were the only thing that ran through his head. He could only run so far though, soon he was out of breath and had to stop running but still those words repeated.

"I-I'm...s-sorry....I just ...saw something...and my legs moved on their own..." He said between pants.

His apologies were cut short by the sound of footsteps that did not belong to him or the girl. Before the duo knew it, a man was standing before them. His presence was much lighter then that back in the corridor.

"Dude, you guys look like you've just seen a ghost!" He laughed. He was so light-hearted even in this situation. While examining the man he noticed that he too had Pokémon ears and a tail. This wasn't just some freak coincidence, there was more to the situation...how much more...he did not know. For now there main objective was to get out of this hellhole....alive.

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Post  TheKitsuneHuntress on Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:03 am

While walking through the hallways of the abandoned building, Tanken froze. The sound of rushing footsteps was sounding in the nearby hallway and he blinked in time to see two figures, one male and one female, both with Pokémon like features like he had, running and collapsing in front of him. He raised one eyebrow and started towards the two, leaning down slightly to get a better look at them.

"Dude, you look like you've just seen a ghost!" He smiled and laughed lightheartedly. Upon a closer look at the two, the girl has bright red eyes that seemed almost hypnotizing, with dark hair with a large yellow circle on her forehead, as well as long black ears with yellow rings. The boy had a light purplish hair color and long ears of the same sort, though they seemed bluish on the inside, his forehead also sported a shiny red gem. "Whoa~ Shiny, " He smiled and held a hand down to the boy," You two need any help?"

" Th..Thank you. " The new boy said, still panting from running from Arceus knew what.

"Anytime!" Tanken grinned, grabbing the boy by his arm and pulling him to his feet. He then smiled at the girl and offered her his hand as well. "So it looks like all three of us are the same, Pokémon features in a creepy building. I'm Tanken by the way, Tanken Yoshida. At least I think so," He laughed slightly as he pulled the girl up, "Your names?"

"Ash," The female with the dark ears said, smiling as she grabbed onto Tanken's arm to pull herself up, "And you aren't the only one not completely sure of that."

"Ash, cute name for a cute girl," Tanken winked and then turned to the purple haired boy, "What about you?"

The purple haired boy stopped for a second. Like the question had frozen him in place. After a moment of silence he muttered , "Yue, pleased to meet you...."

"Pleasure to meet yah both!" Tanken smiled. He stopped for a second, "Hey.." Tanken said, smiling slightly, "Think there are more like us here?"

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His eyes opened slowly and he sat upright, cool water rippling with his every movement. His dark blue eyes roamed around the room as he pulled his naked body from the old slightly decaying tub, "Well dayum, this is new. Where my clothes at? " He looked around and picked up a bag, the contents inside seemed to be a wardrobe. "Name tag says Ryo Wakahisa, guess that hasta be me cause it's a sexy name and I am one sexy mother fucker," He grinned and looked down at his body, "Well now, that a tail fin I have? " He stroked the long smooth blue Vaporeon tail and then looked into the water to see his reflection.

His blue hair was wet and tousled in a controlled mess. His ears, stuck out from the side of his head as large blue and yellow fins. " Well, this is interesting. Well, may as well get dressed and get my makeup done," He reached into the bag and pulled on a feminine light blue top and a dark blue and white sleeveless jacket. He then pulled on his pair of skinny blue jeans and pair of black tennis shoes, followed by his blue fingerless gloves, " Now for my eye shadow. " He grinned as he put on the makeup, "Only thing left to do now is find out where the hell I is."

Ryo walked to the door and kicked some rubble out of the way so he could force it open enough to squeeze through into the dark hallway, "Dayum this place clashes with my good looks. Sooner I get outta dis hell hole, the sooner I can get my nails done."

"Hello? Is anyone there? Hello?" A voice echoed in the hallway and Ryo's fin like ears twitched.

"Well hello good fortune~ That voice sounds sexy." Ryo smirked and walked down the hallway to follow the sound of the voice, "Hey! Someone else here too?" It wasn't long before he stumbled upon a redheaded male with red furry ears and a large tan fluffy tail, and a flame in his hand. But the flame wasn't what caught Ryo's attention, "Oh my hun, you is fiiiiiiiiine."
He smiled and let his eyes wander the strangers completely naked body. "Shame that tail's in the way, I would love to get a glimpse of that tight ass of yours. What's yo name? I'm Ryo. "

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Post  Umbreongirl on Thu Aug 12, 2010 5:21 am


"Did you not notice.. you have the very same ears as me, only in a different shape?" The boy murmured gently, pristine eyes focusing on her distantly, as Ash struggled with incomprehension. The backlash was made evident on her face, as without thinking, she began to panic. A spontaneous fear had gripped her heart, and she appeared to seize, at least minutely, as a foreboding shiver racked her entire body. It still hadn't quite sunken in, and once it did, Ash raised her eyes to meet the boy's defiantly, shaking her head. It wasn't simply skepticism that plagued the girl, it was blatan denial. She backed away from him, putting distance between the two of them, as she glowered over at him, fiercely defensive over what she perceived as an accusation.

"I beg your pardon?" She asked between breaths, for this additional piece of information seemed almost too much for Ash to bear. She waited, anticipating a smile and a laugh, an apology, an assurance that he had simply been yanking her chain, anything besides what actually happened: prolonged silence. With the boy she had literally just met eyeballing her like she actually belonged in this looney bin, Ash turned the other way, struggling to get her bearings. Now that this boy mentioned it, Ash felt a strange pounding in her ears, a pounding that might've attributed to the aforementioned roaring silence, a strained.. acuteness. Ash tightened her whole body defensively, still failing to believe what was undeniably true: that she was part Pokemon.

The only actual way to liberate the truth was just five feet away from the point on which she stood: A plain white door, rust spotting the hinges, loomed near her menacingly, as if by stepping over its threshold she would be walking in on judgment day itself. The simplicity of the door was frightening in itself, as she sensed a hidden wickedness behind the small observation pane set near the top, a seemingly innocuous and unremarkable scheme, but one that scared Ash silly nevertheless. She felt a split personality to this plain and insignificant door, of which there were a hundred more just like it, that while appearing perfectly harmless on the outside, internally, it was the coldblood, chilling abode of one's own personal hell. She wrenched away from it, and stared heartfully at the boy, pleading silently with him. As she continued to watch the boy, she noticed that he was growing increasingly uncomfortable. Not with the unsettling stare she faced him with, but most likely just with the hostile energy and decaying physicality of this place. As she continued to study him, she saw a flicker of something that looked strangely like recognition in his eyes.

"Hey, stay with me now!" She called over to him anxiously, walking briskly to his side to clutch his bony hand. She gasped loudly, almost choking on the inhalation of that unexpected breath. The hand that she had touched was positively freezing, and limp, the clamminess of it almost causing her to drop it. She squeezed it, hoping to pump some life (and some warmth) into it, when she began to recollect her earlier memories, the horrifying images of the cadaver hand infiltrating her mind. Finally, the boy spoke, in what was a strangely dismal and discouraging tone.

"This is definitely a place we shouldn't be. It almost feels like something's watching us.." He whispered disparagingly, his hand continuing to hang feebly in Ash'a grip, while his eyes, cast low, had little expectation of escape. Ash grimaced, and pulled him around to face her, peering earnestly into his face, her inescapable stare forcing him in turn to meet her gaze.

"Or maybe you just need to get out more." Ash suggested lightly, grinning mischievously at the boy.

"I solemnly swear, that as soon as we get out of here, we'll celebrate. Go to a bar, a club, or even the circus. Whatever floats your boat. Because we WILL get out of here. We just need to find a way."

Suddenly, the boy froze. Subconsciously following his lead, Ash also froze. An uncanny perspiration broke out across her body as the temperature in the hallway declined noticeably. This was the only reaction Ash was capable of, as immediately afterward, a strange translucent apparition began making its way toward Ash and the boy. The image would short out, and vanish for a split second every now and again, and everytime it made its inevitable reappearance, it would be closer. The apparition was unmistakably a doctor, or at least dressed like one, judging from the sterile white overcoat it wore, and it seemed to be eyeing the boy at Ash's side, a hungry gleam in his eyes as he checked the clipboard. Ash was paralyzed, as mentally, she went berserk, ill prepared to actually confront this ghost.

But Ash need not have worried. As she physically braced herself, protectively holding an arm above her face, the boy snatched this arm, and before a word or even a silent glance could be exchanged between the two, was off. He ran, and with the vicegrip he had on Ash's arm, she had no choice but to run with him. Not that she would have preferred standing around and hanging out with a ghost, anyways. As she jogged along in stunned silence, welcoming a point in her life where the spiraling chain of recent unfortunate events would combust, and she would be ushered into welcome unconsciousness, Ash had no point but to go along with it all until that point arrived. Then as suddenly as the boy had pulled her into a surprise short sprint, he was yanking her to him in an abrupt stop. By this point, she was too winded and stupified to say much, but not wanting to worry him by giving him the impression that she was scared shitless, Ash managed a clueless smile in his direction.


"I-I'm sorry... I just... saw something... and my legs moved on their own..." The boy explained feebly, shaking uncontrollably. Ash frowned, again taking a step back from the situation to analyze the poor, who appeared to be more than just visably perturbed. Again, as Ash was patient, and took care in sorting out the clamor of emotion in the boy's eyes, she noted a flash of recognition. Instead of firing off something lighthearted and comforting, Ash simply walked over to the boy, and rested a slender hand on the edge of his shoulder blade. There was no denying that she wasn't the same person that she was yesterday, and in this new surreal haunted maze of a world, she felt that this boy was all that she had, and she hoped that this simple gesture would at least give him hope. The two were soon made aware that footsteps were reveberating down the musky hallway they inhabited, and Ash sighed, this time more in aggravation than in anticipation. With all of the spooky crap that had just gone on, she was sure that they had been in for a short break. Apparently, that would not be the case.

Ash, moving nimbly to stand in front of the boy, and glowering nastily, tensed in preparation for the owner of the footsteps, which were growing louder by the second. She felt a little stir in her soul, an unrecognizable twinge of foreign energy, but before she could muse over it, she was caught completely offguard. A boy appearing of similar age to herself and the male already in her company was visible.

A wild Jolteon has appeared.
Ash thought absentmindedly, as she became aware of a subconscious mental inventory being taken. This new creature's ears resembled those of the first boy she had met, and only differed that instead of varying shades of lilac and mauve, they were black and yellow. His hair, a casually styled attractive shade of cornflower blond, stood up erratically in spots, while maintaining complete calm and order in others. It crackled with the unmistakable sound of electricity, and sparks were occaisonally seen.

"Dude, you look like you've just seen a ghost!" The Jolteon boy laughed, and though Ash really couldn't logically put a finger on what was so funny about that statement, found herself also smiling.

"You wouldn't believe me if I were to tell you that we actually had." Ash proclaimed in a friendly manner, sighing in immense relief. Stepping back to display the boy she had previously been trying to guard, who appeared to be set no more at ease by this man's appearance.

After a few moments of chatting, and a flattering introduction courtesy of Tanken, the discovered identity of the Jolteon man, and also properly meeting the acquaintence of Yue, the boy whom she had just narrowly escaped from the ghost with, Ash found herself at a loss for what to do. It seemed that Yue was indecisive at the current moment in time, rendered incapacitated due to his jitteriness, and obvious distaste for the place, and Tanken, on the completely opposite end of the spectrum, seemed so vastly unaware of the history and energy of the place, that he seemed in no immediate hurry to leave, and instead, just kicked back, injecting humorous commentary here and there. It seemed that while Ash wasn't outright rendered immobile by this place, it gave her enough of the heebie jeebies for her to want to vacate the area. So with this in mind, and leading the way, she began to descend, leading her two charges to the lower levels.

They had been walking for some time, and it was only after about thirty minutes of intensive hiking (And picking their way through the dilapidated ruins of an asylum that appeared to have been ransacked by the inmates was a hike, indeed), Ash paused for a breather, beginning to appreciate her new anatomy for the fact that she didn't have to strain to hear, and had only to sort out the plethora of sounds she picked up. One, in particular, seemed highly unusual.

"Oh my, hun. You is fiiiiiiiiiine." Ash cocked an eyebrow suspiscously, turning to Tanken and Yue to reassure herself that it wasn't a wild ramble of her vivid imagination. Judging by the equally shocked and moderately embarrassed reactions of her companions, Ash thought it most likely that they weren't hearing things, that what they were hearing was just uncharacteristically strange. As the voice didn't sound particularly harmful, Ash proceeded, though with caution, into quite a compromising scene.

Two more boys were hers to discover, though with one, she had discovered a little more than she ever could have expected. A fit, athletic creature with spiky crimson hair stood, in full glory, sporting his bare body proudly and confidently for Ash, as well as Tanken and Yue, to see. This man bore ears identical to Tanken and Yue's, though his instead were red and black. There being no clothes to distract Ash from witnessing the boy's tail this time, Ash noticed that it was a tantalizing plume of cream fur, and that it moved linguifly toward her, curling invitingly. The other man was more aquatic in appearance, and instead of the usual design of ears, sported black and yellow fins, and flukes on the end of his aquamarine tail. He winked at Ash, and turned back toward the attractive Flareon boy.

"Shame that tail's in the way, I would love to get a glimpse of that tight ass of yours. What's yo name? I'm Ryo." The Vaporeon cooed seductively, inching ever closer to the Flareon boy, who seemed to alternate his gaze (as well as others things) between the directions of Ash and the Vaporeon boy. Ash couldn't resist looking down and a malicious smile teased her lips, and she glanced up, cheeks flushed a brilliant scarlet as she met the Flareon's gaze confidently.

"Is this a stickup, or are you just happy?" She teased lightheartedly, relishing the looks on his face as he struggled for a response.









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Re: Pokemon: Lunar Dawn

Post  Diεgo on Fri Aug 13, 2010 10:37 pm

“Hello? HELLO!”

Will was getting no responses. In fact, his voice only bounced back in sad echoes. The Leafeon morph feared increasing the volume of his voice because this crumbling building seemed to be coming down with every noise he made and every step he took. He didn’t want to go any deeper, the corridors only got gloomier and colder with every step he took. He felt chills in every single extremity of his delicate body, and soon enough he felt completely frozen inside. No one answered his calls, and Arceus looked down upon his prayers. Where was he, and what was up with his deformations? He hadn’t seen it, but by now he was sure there was a tail in his pants. Too crazy to actually happen, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t convince himself this was just a horrid nightmare.

Minutes passed, and Willow wasn’t finding anything helpful or interesting. He stumbled upon a couple of structural maps, but they were all pretty much ravaged, and none had a ‘You are here’ point. The more he walked, the more lost he was getting, but he was too deep inside like to turn back now. It’s not like he could, anyway; there was no way he’d find the way he came in through now, he had to find an alternate exit.

“Hello!” He kept on yelling, but no one ever retorted. It was a very depressing scenario, and Will was now unsure of what to do. No scary movie he had ever seen (not like he knew, anyway, he couldn’t remember) even came close to the creeps he was feeling right now; and that was evident in his teary eyes and eventual panting. After a while of exploration, Will got to a part of the building that seemed to be some sort of operation wing. There were a lot of rooms with windows so you could stare inside, and all of them had a completely bloodstained operating tables, scattered organs, rusty tools, and some even still had rotting corpses. It was an unexplainably despicable scene, and it didn’t take many of Will’s neurons to deduce he had to run away. Will sprinted through the hall, trying to close his eyes and shut his mind so he wouldn’t see and remember, but something drew his attention on the very last room of the corridor. He heard a voice that wasn’t his own.

Willow stopped right on his tracks, slipping at least 2 feet away from where he wanted to stand because of inertia, but recovered his balance quickly. He stared into a room and saw someone. Someone was alive. The figure was a man, probably over 50 because of the various wrinkles his body showed. His back was facing Will, and his front was facing a corner while he sat in a squat position. The man was wearing the front of a medical robe, his back was completely naked and revealed numerous lacerations and bruises on his spine and bum. He was also too skinny, obviously famished and malnourished. He seemed like an erred attempt at creating an alien.


“HEY!” Willow called from outside as he walked over to the glass window, knocking on it. The door was locked. “Hey, you here! I need to know some stuff, dude! Open up!”

The man, who was weeping and sobbing uncontrollably, didn’t even turn back. He just covered his face with his hands and continued crying.

“Open the door! I can get your out of here!”

Will was lying, obviously, he couldn’t even get himself out of there, but he needed someone to talk to right now. He needed intel, and this man, sane or not, was the closest he’d seen to a living organism. He wasn’t helping much, however, for he didn’t open.

“DAMMIT!” Will exclaimed as he smacked the locked door. Something happened as he did, however. As soon as contact was made, a thick vine sprouted from the tiled ground and rammed the door, breaking it down.

“HOLY CRAP!” Will didn’t know what had just happened. Had it something to do with the fact that plants sprouted around him as he moved around, how he felt he had chlorophyll instead of blood, or how he smelled like plums? There was no time to wonder. Willow carefully stepped forward, keeping a safe distance from the man.

“Sir… Sir? My name’s Willow… I need to get out of here… Do you know ho— HOOOLYYYY SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!”

Before Willow entered what he thought would be a dangerous position, the man turned around violently. He didn’t have eyeballs, his nails were filled with fungi and his teeth were sharpened. But that wasn’t the worst part. When he turned around, the top of his head feel down. Yes, his scalp flew away, and one could see his brain through a cracked skull. Willow’s yelling echoed everywhere through the facility, for before he could react, the freak had already leapt forward and edged Will against a wall. The man tried to bite his face off, but Will reacted just in time to raised his fist and dislocate the man’s jaw with an uppercut.

“HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE HELL!” He yelled as he stepped back and reached for a scalpel. As the patient tried to leap on him again, Will turned back and chopped right into the jugular, instantly killing him. Blood gushed out from his head, eyes, and neck like no tomorrow, and Will sure as hell didn’t stick around to ask any more questions. He had to get out of there, and without further do, he began to look around for a way out.



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It's All In Your Head

Post  ZirkMihn2010 on Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:46 pm

Makoto lowered his hand as he walked over to the mini glaciers standing in front of him in the dirty hallway. He peered inside, the blonde girl was gone. He blinked a few times before running his fingers through his hair, his long light blue ears becoming visible for several seconds. He turned around and walked away from his creation as he clenched is fist over and over again. Makoto didn't know how he was able to create the ice and snow, but he saw it as an advantage. He began to practice freezing various objects as he continued to walk the maze like hallways.

Once again Makoto began to mutter something under his breath as he cracked his knuckles. Little did he question the area around him anymore as he was trying to figure out how to control this new found power of his. The blood on the walls and on the various bodies he stepped over didn't seem to bother him at all. He showed little expression as he made his way, making lefts and rights as if he knew where he was going. He had an odd sensation growing in his stomach as he continued to freeze objects in front of him, finding any means to past he time.

The sound of voices stopped Makoto in his tracks. Three or four voices rang through the halls and into his ear. For a moment, he believed that he wasn't alone in this hell hole of a place, but from thinking back to the blonde little girl, he thought otherwise. He knelt down and slowly made his way closer and closer to where the voices were coming from. Around both of his hands, a white cold mist formed as the area of the hallway dropped, ice appearing in various places as he came closer to his prey.

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Tanken and ryo, gotta love em xD

Post  TheKitsuneHuntress on Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:42 am

Tanken covered a slight blush on his face as he witnessed the stark naked man with the flareon features. His eyes wandered over the males body and he couldn't help but chuckle at the mans awkward situation of being hit on by both a very, VERY gay seeming vaporeon male, and of course his new friend Ash. " Well this is interesting, two more guys with Pokémon stuff."

Ryo smirked and looked over at the newcomers. "Well, well what have we here? A Cute little pink boy with one sleek sexy tail, a spiky blonde and a cute little girly. Sorry toots but you ain't really my type if yah know what I'm sayin."

Tanken blushed again and smirked, "Well I'm guessing the two of you were up to something not meant for the eyes of these two children, so maybe we can leave you two to finish? " He fought back laughter at the flareon's death glare that just screamed 'leave me with him and you're a dead man.'

"Maybe we should find you some clothes."

"Clothes would be nice.." The flareon boy muttered as he covered himself, he winked at Ash and smiled a bit. "But if the lady likes what she sees, then I may have to turn the offer down." Tanken rolled his eyes at that comment and laughed.

"Cute..very cute. My names Tanken, this is Ash and Yue."

"Names Ryo cuties, and if any of you boys want a good time, well this is the guy to ask~"

"Sebastian.. " The flareon spoke, "Nice to meet you all, especially you Ash-chan." Tanken was getting slightly annoyed at the flareon, who he now knew was called Sebastian, flirting with Ash. However, he couldn't really blame the guy. She was cute, very cute. Suddenly, something caught the jolteon's attention. The hallway grew colder very suddenly, in that Tanken could see his own breath forming fog.

"Guys, you sense that? Its freezing all of a sudden."

"I can see that hun, Sebastian's nipples are perkier than hell, I just wanna pinch em! " Ryo cooed teasingly, causing Sebastian to glare.

"Yeah, okay, but seriously. What if it's a ghost?" Tanken grinned widely at the idea. Yue shuddered at the word 'ghost'. He seemed to be extremely spooked.

"I don't think it's a ghost all, none you smell that? It's alive whatevah it be." Ryo grinned. " Maybe it be another hottie. " Tanken coughed to hide a laugh.

"Right then, it may be another person like us," He smiled and looked around, catching sight of a strange shadow at the entrance of the next hall, "Whoever you are, come on out. We don't mean any harm if your trapped here like us."

"And if your cute, you earn bonus points with me! " Ryo called out after, earning him an elbow in the side from Tanken, "Ouch! Easy spiky, there's plenty of me to share."

"Let's not scare whoever it is off before they have a chance to introduce themselves!" Ash laughed, watching the two boys.

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Frozen In Time

Post  ZirkMihn2010 on Fri Aug 20, 2010 3:24 pm

Makoto stood in the shadows of the hallway, his hands still being host to the white cold mist. The area continued to decrease in temperature as he watched the lot talk, noticing one was naked. He growled lowly as he waited, looking for the perfect time to strike, his heart racing. His ears twitched as one of them, the spikey yellow haired one, noticed the change in temperature. Makotos eyes widen as they all turned and looked at him. He had be discovered. He cursed under his breath not being able to control the Temperature Drop around him. He cracked his neck and walked out towards the group, his hands up.

Ryo touched his face softly as he watched Makoto walk up closer to them. "Oh my god I've died and gone to heaven...."said Ryo, his face turning slightly red. "All these men around here, I don't know what to do with myself!"

Sebastian rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his bare chest, tapping his bare foot. "Damn, is this seriously going to be a cockfest or what?" asked Sebastian. Ash covered her mouth to hide her smile from Sebastians comment. Yue hid closely behind Ash, clutching her tightly as he looked at Makoto.

Tanken cleaned his hand on his pants and extended it towards Makoto. "Tankens the name! Seems like you're stuck in this dump like the rest of us!" said Tanken. His hand was held for several seconds, but was not returned in the usual grip and shake from Makoto. Tanken lowered his hand slowly and sighed just bit.

Makoto eyes scanned everyone. He stood still as a statue and just as quiet as the rest returned the same look he was giving. With a quick movement, a white mist had rushed throughout the entire room, causing the others the look around in fear as the mist became thicker. Just as soon as the mist came, it was gone as Makoto stood there, his hands in his pockets, smiling at his creation. He had trapped the others in blocks of ice, leaving their heads free. He flicked his finger against the ice block that had trapped the yellow haired man. "....My names Makoto...."

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Post  TheAlmightyGhostPrincess on Fri Aug 20, 2010 8:43 pm

"Dude, you look like you've just seen a ghost!" He smiled and laughed lightheartedly. The boy was still as spooked as ever. The images kept reeling through his mind. The doctor and him running away...it shook him to his very core. This wasn't just being scared...this was being truly horrified.

"You wouldn't believe me if I were to tell you that we actually had." The girl proclaimed in a friendly manner. The boy was still unable to speak. Words refused to form and he was still breathing heavily from running or from a panic attack he didn't know.

"So it looks like all three of us are the same, Pokémon features in a creepy building. I'm Tanken by the way, Tanken Yoshida. At least I think so," He laughed slightly as he pulled the girl up, "Your names?"

"Ash," The female with the dark ears said, smiling as she grabbed onto Tanken's arm to pull herself up, "And you aren't the only one not completely sure of that."

"Ash, cute name for a cute girl," Tanken winked and then turned to the purple haired boy, "What about you?"

The boy said nothing. This is a question that he did not want asked of him. How could he tell them he couldn't remember his own name? How could he tell them he had no identity? As he thought these things his upper back felt hot, like someone was pressing something extremely hot on it.

He thought for a moment and quickly came up with a name, "Yue. A pleasure to meet you." Of course that wasn't his real name, of course it was just some stupid name he had come up with. Did it matter? No, it didn't. He would go by Yue until he found out his real name.

"Pleasure to meet yah both!" Tanken smiled. He stopped for a second, "Hey.." Tanken said, smiling slightly, "Think there are more like us here?"

"It wouldn't surprise me in the least bit." Yue said, still trying to shake off the feeling that this place seemed like it was suffocating him. They three started walking down the hall again. It was eerily silent and there was the occasional moan of what was probably a ghost. He shuddered again. Everything was all too familiar...Everything......Everything...

He was so frightened he didn't notice the exchange between two other Pokémon-like humans and the group. After a few light hearted laughs between the group the temperature began to drop. Yue began to shake, not out of the cold but of being scared.

"This won't hurt a bit..."

A voice inside his head made him freeze.

"N...No...." Yue whispered to himself. He had barely noticed a glaceon-like man appear from nowhere and Tanken trying to make friends with him. The thing that sent him out o his thoughts was a white-like mist that froze everyone but their heads.

"I'm....Makato....."

Something inside Yue jerked. Being wrapped in ice without the inability to move...This was...this was....

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yue shrieked in terror. The ice cracked and Yue broke free, "No! No! No! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Yue shrieked once more and began using his powers to throw broken glass a Makoto. He picked up everything that his psychic powers could pick up and threw it at Makoto.

Images reeling through his head like a movie. Bathtubs filled with ice, people being wrapped up and being forced to sit in them with no means to escape.

"It won't hurt a bit...." The voice said again. Yue was in full on panic mode, his powers still grabbing anything and throwing as Makato. Glass, chips of paint off the wall, even tiles from the floor.

"NO ! LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE!"
Yue shrieked once more. He held his head, everything was going through his head too fast for his mind to comprehend. His only instinct was to attack the man who had tried to freeze him in place.

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A Warm Feeling Running Down

Post  ZirkMihn2010 on Fri Aug 20, 2010 9:38 pm

Makoto smiled as he looked at his frozen prey. His happy moment was crushed as he heard a shriek, causing him to jump a little. The small quiet one had broken free from his ice tomb, shocking Makoto even more. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain run arcross his face. A shard of glass had cut him, and soon many more shards of glass were sent towards him. He dodged as much as he could until his hands reached the ground, the mist shooting upward, creating a thick layer of ice between him and the dangerous floating objects. Chips of ice began to fall around him as more glass and now tile chipped away at his man made shield.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!! DUDE SERIOUSLY!?" screamed Tanken as he struggled to free himself, watching the glass fly by him and hit the giant block of ice. He growled as electricity began to build around him, lighting the block of ice that he was trapped in up.

Sebastians teeth shook as he was frozen solid. "You know...those clothes would be really good right about now..."said Sebastian. He closed his eyes, breathing hard, the harsh cold feeling slowly going away as something warm inside him began to build inside of him.

Makotos heart raced beyond normal as he sat there, smiling insanely as he continued to bleed from his face. He ran his index finger across his cut, freezing it as he stood up, still slightly covered by his ice shield. His eyes were wide as he could see the little boy, still screaming as he backed away. Makoto leap behind the Tanken, the glass shards heading towards him now. Tankens grunted as he closed his eyes from the shards flying everywhere.

"....I don't know who you are...."yelled Makoto from behind Tanken "...but I'm guessing I'm a threat to you...and I'm fine with that..."said Makoto as he clenched his fist, ice forming over it as he closed his eyes. "One hit....to the head....instant kill...."muttered Makoto.

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Post  TheAlmightyGhostPrincess on Fri Aug 20, 2010 10:55 pm

Yue was still shrieking. Not caring if he harmed anyone else. Only to attack the man he perceived as a threat. He was still throwing everything at the man unaware that Makato had made an ice shield. The horrid images of people being frozen still reeling through his mind. He continued to scream in horror. Not even caring that he had taken Tanken as a hostage.

~Meanwhile~

A leafeon boy named Willow who had witnessed the gruesome image of a patient who had succumbed to a lobotomy was desperately looking for a way out. This is when a man made himself known. He had long golden hair, blue eyes, pale white skin, and wore Victorian styled clothing.

"Are you perhaps, looking for a way out?" The man smiled evilly, "Well I can help you, but I believe there are more here...so you must come with me to find them. If you don't want to come with me then you can stay here and be lost among the ranks of the dead...forever." The man cackled.


~Back with the others~

Makato had taken Tanken hostage, "One hit....to the head....instant kill...." muttered Makoto. The shrieks from Yue then stopped and he took a step forward.

"Taken a man hostage is a cowardly move," His voice was very cold, "Do you think just because you've taken a hostage that I will stop attacking? Do you...really think that? You are a coward when it comes to fighting..You froze people who were of no threat to you and now when I started throwing things at you, you decided to take a hostage. A cowardly move indeed." Yue took another step forward his hair covering his face but the evilest of smiles was spread across his pale face.

"
You are scared aren't you...M...a...k...o.....t....o." He was still smiling evilly as he said his name slowly and taking another step forward.

"Hey! Are you really going to let him kill me?!" Tanken yelled.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yue laughed as he used his psychic powers to lift up another large shard of glass, "One slice of the neck...and you're as good as dead...but no...I don't think I will be that merciful...I'll rip out your intestines and use them to strangle you...and when you think the pain can't get any worse, you will be surprised." Yue cackled again.


"SHOCKWAVE!!!!!!" Tanken yelled out, releasing an electric pulse from his body which conducted through the ice and into Makoto's body, paralyzing the man and shattering his own icy prison.

He turned then and quickly and planted a right hook punch directly into the side of Makoto's face, "NEVER PULL THAT SHIT WITH US AGAIN!! GOT IT?!" He was breathing heavily, his breath coming out is clouds of fog, "I don't know what possessed you to attack us without being provoked, but you don't pull shit like that without paying for it!" He was about to deliver another punch before the echoing sound of one person clapping filled the halls.


"That's quite enough of that. All of you. Killing each other solves nothing in a place like this. Your only feeding the hate. Ariados, spider web," The man said calmly. A large spider Pokémon that was next to him let out several strands of slimy spider webs. Stopping them both in their tracks, "Houndoom ember to break the ice." The man said calmly.

"Hau au au au! I hate spiders!" Yue yelled his voice coming back to the same shy tone that it had been before.

"Quite the show, for a pack of beasts,"
The man walked towards them, dragging along another man who seemed to share the same Pokémon features at the others, though the blond himself seemed fully human, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Lestat de Lioncord. And I will be helping you get out of here. It seems the little Espeon beast has already started feeling the effects of this place," He then turned to Makoto who was glaring at him, "You might not want to do that, I am not a mere were beast like you are and I will not hesitate to kill you if you cross me the wrong way and then I'll make you my dinner. Now come.." Lestat began leading the group to the entrance.

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Tankens POV of the situation.

Post  TheKitsuneHuntress on Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:01 pm

Ryo put his hands to his eyes, feigning a swoon. "Oh my god, I've died and gone to heaven. All these men around here, I don't know what to do with myself!"

"Damn, is this seriously going to be a cockfest or what?" Sebastian muttered, rolling his eyes. Ash struggled to hide her laughter from the comments the two boys made. Tanken chuckled a bit himself as he walked toward the man with the glaceon features.

"Tankens the name! Seems like you're stuck in this dump like the rest of us!" The jolteon grinned, and at first thought the stranger would return his handshake, but was surprised to find that instead, he had trapped the group within ice except for their heads.

"....My names Makoto...." The stranger said, flicking the ice that Tanken was imprisoned in.

"What the fuck!! Dude! Seriously?!" He yelled struggling within his frozen cocoon. Electricity built up around him as he prepared to try and break out, but stopped when he heard one of the others scream.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yue screamed, his body glowing pink, the force of his psychic attack shattering the ice that encased him, "No! No! No! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" He kept screaming and all around the hallway, pieces of debris ranging from shards of glass to paint chips and even the floor tiles began to lift slowly from the ground as Yue began to fling them at Makoto in a fit of pure terror.

"NO ! LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE!" Tanken wasn't sure what to make of this situation, but was sure that at the moment, Yue was one dangerous force to mess with and he was glad he was not at the receiving end of it. However the universe had to go and prove him wrong. Makoto flipped himself behind the frozen jolteon with a crazed smirk on his face.

"I don't know who you are...." Makoto yelled to the terrified Yue, "But I'm guessing I'm a threat to you...and I'm fine with that..." Tanken felt his ears drooping. "One hit....to the head....instant kill...."muttered Makoto

"Taking a man hostage...is a cowardly move..." Yue's voice was very cold, Tanken couldn't believe this was the same shy kid as before, even if they did technically just meet,"Do you think just because you've taken a hostage that I will stop attacking? Do you...really think that? You are a coward when it comes to fighting..You froze people who were of no threat to you and now when I started throwing things at you, you decided to take a hostage. A cowardly move indeed."

"Hey! Are you really going to let him kill me?!" Tanken yelled.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yue laughed as he used his psychic powers to lift up another large shard of glass, "One slice of the neck...and you're as good as dead...but no...I don't think I will be that merciful...I'll rip out your intestines and use them to strangle you...and when you think the pain can't get any worse, you will be surprised."

Yue took another step forward his hair covering his face but the evilest of smiles was spread across his pale face. "You are scared aren't you...M...a...k...o.....t....o." He was still smiling evilly as he said his name slowly and taking another step forward. Tanken did not feel like letting this freaky scene go on for much longer now that things were getting this far. He closed his eyes tightly and clenched every muscle in his body that he could.

"SHOCKWAVE!!!!!! " Tanken yelled out, releasing an electric pulse from his body which conducted through the ice and into Makoto's body, paralyzing the man and shattering his own icy prison. He turned then and quickly and planted a right hook punch directly into the side of Makoto's face, "NEVER PULL THAT SHIT WITH US AGAIN!! GOT IT?!" He was breathing heavily, his breath coming out is clouds of fog.

"I don't know what possessed you to attack us without being provoked, but you don't pull shit like that without paying for it! " He was about to deliver another punch before the echoing sound of one person clapping filled the halls. Ryo gave a wolf whistle so Tanken could assume the newcomer was going to be attractive when he looked.

"That's quite enough of that. All of you. Killing each other solves nothing in a place like this. Your only feeding the hate. Ariados, spider web." The man said calmly. A large spider Pokémon that was next to him let out several strands of slimy spider webs. Stopping them both in their tracks, "Houndoom ember to break the ice." The man said calmly.

"Hau au au au! I hate spiders!" Yue's voice had returned to the normal shy tone it had previously been

"Quite the show, for a pack of beasts. " A tall man with long flowing blonde hair tied into a ponytail and dressed in very old fashion clothes walked down the hall, dragging along another man who seemed to share the same Pokémon features at the others, though the blonde himself seemed fully human. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Lestat de Lioncord. And I will be helping you get out of here. It seems the little Espeon beast has already started feeling the effects of this place," He then turned to Makoto who was glaring at him, "You might not want to do that, I am not a mere were beast like you are and I will not hesitate to kill you if you cross me the wrong way and then I'll make you my dinner. Now come.." Lestat began leading the group to the entrance.

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A Grin unlike Any Other

Post  ZirkMihn2010 on Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:28 pm

Makoto sat there as things became quiet. His fist was still frozen as he heard a deep voice from behind him. He blinked as he looked at a small shard of ice on the ground, watching the little boy walk up to him. His eyes widen as he heard the words "Scared" and his name in the same sentence. He didn't care if he was called a coward, but Makoto could not stand to be seen as scared. He growled lowly as he watched a massive shadow loom over him, his heart racing ever so fast.

As he was ready to strike, he felt a sharp shocking pain run through his body, knocking him down on the ground, ice shards falling around him. Another sharp pain rain through his face as he was punched by Tanken. He was paralzyed slightly, but still he grinned as he looked at Tanken, he couldn't understand what he was saying as his ears were still ringing from the electricity, blood trickling down his mouth. He watched as Tanken was ready to strike once more. His attack ceased as the sound of clapping paused his movement.

"That's quite enough of that. All of you. Killing each other solves nothing in a place like this. Your only feeding the hate. Ariados, spider web." The man said calmly. A large spider Pokémon that was next to him let out several strands of slimy spider webs. Stopping them both in their tracks, "Houndoom ember to break the ice." The man said calmly.

"Hau au au au! I hate spiders!" Yue's voice had returned to the normal shy tone it had previously been

"Quite the show, for a pack of beasts. " A tall man with long flowing blonde hair tied into a ponytail and dressed in very old fashion clothes walked down the hall, dragging along another man who seemed to share the same Pokémon features at the others, though the blonde himself seemed fully human. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Lestat de Lioncord. And I will be helping you get out of here. It seems the little Espeon beast has already started feeling the effects of this place," He then turned to Makoto who was glaring at him, "You might not want to do that, I am not a mere were beast like you are and I will not hesitate to kill you if you cross me the wrong way and then I'll make you my dinner. Now come.." Lestat began leading the group to the entrance.

Makotos chest went up and down fast as he looked at the man called Lestat, his face seeming to be fimillar. Makoto spat out blood, the temperature in the room changing as the Houndoom melted the ice away. Makoto glared at Yue, and then slowly grinned once more. You...you are the one I have to kill... thought Makoto as he watched the others move, him still laying on the ground.

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