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Scytherwolf
12-13-2012, 06:08 AM
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Journey from the Valley


Plot:

Wild pokémon have lived peacefully in a large area consisting of forest, plains, rivers, and lakes. All types of pokémon live here, but in spite of there being various types, there is not a large number of these pokémon living here. Why? It lies in a hidden valley, where for some strange reason, only the pokémon born there know about it. These pokémon haven’t seen the world outside the valley. No outsider has ever stumbled upon it-until now.

It started when a lone growlithe stumbled upon it by pure luck, and that growlithe was soon driven out by one of the valley pokémon. The growlithe, a young pokémon named Firestorm, wanted revenge, and had seen what a marvelous place that valley was, and so he later evolved, and recruited other pokémon-tough pokémon used to living in harsh places, and told them of the amazing valley he’d been to and seen, and soon left to travel to the valley and take it over, to claim it for themselves...

Firestorm and his army have now taken over the valley, and driven out the peaceful valley pokémon, after killing and injuring many. Now the valley pokémon find themselves out of the safety of their home, in lands they have never seen before. Their only hope is to find a new home, and one day come up with a way to stop Firestorm’s army and reclaim their territory.

Some of the pokémon have now banded together and have crossed the wastelands to reach a swamp.


Discussion and Sign Ups (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showthread.php?t=95056)

Old Roleplay Thread (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showthread.php?t=92763)




Nightfang glanced nervously at her surroundings, still not at ease with the place she and the others had found themselves in. The swamp was so unlike her home in the valley and everything she had been used to growing up. It was foreign, and she wasn't sure she knew all the potential dangers. That unnerved her. The mightyena shook moisture from her fur as she glanced toward their small group. They were the only survivors from the Valley and Firestorm's attack on it to band together, as far as she knew. She wondered if there were any more of them out there. There had to be...this certainly couldn't be all of them. Yet memories of the arcanine's ruthless attack surged through her mind, and she felt doubt creeping in. Trying to put it aside, she told herself that it was irrational. Of course there were others. The wasteland was a big place; they could have very well gotten lost. Gotten lost, she thought, and then what? The wasteland had plenty of danger.

Near her was one of her friends from the Valley, one who had managed to escape. She had known Bladestrike while living in her old home, but she still hardly recognized him now. The confused look had not left the scyther's eyes, and even now, seemed a bit nervous around her and some of the others. This unnerved her too. Bladestrike shouldn't act this way. His injuries also prevented him from flying, which was something that could have easily been used to their advantage.

Peering ahead, she could see that the swamp went on for quite a while. It was exhausting traveling through the mud, but they couldn't stay here. Fresh water was still hard to come by, and there was little food for them. Nightfang wasn't even sure where exactly they were going, in the long run, but she hoped they would find a place where they could rest and recover until they could decide for sure what to do. The wind ruffled her fur as she scanned the way ahead, trying not to let her worry and apprehension show.

Soon they would have to keep going.

Chimchars Soulmate
12-13-2012, 09:52 AM
Not far off, Sy was wandering around this seemingly endless swamp making sqwelchy noises as his feet hit the soft and moist ground. The expression on his face was down right miserable. And to think that not long ago he was sitting at his favorite Oasis drawing pictures in the water and just having a good time, but apparently that Arcanine thought it would be hilarious to storm in and cause a massacre. The Riolu let out a mournful sob as he remembered his parents and older brother who he saw get killed before his eyes, but no tears came out. He figured he already cried them all out.

sy rubbed his left shoulder which was struck by a Pin Missile in his escape. He did his best to ignore the pain up until now but it was starting to get unbearable. Sy glanced at the green scarf his brother gave him just before he died and sighed.

Feeling exhausted, Sy sat down by a dead tree shivered from the cold. It was official, he now hated swamps. He hated being alone, and he hated that Arcanine for putting him in this seemingly hopeless situation.

Charmander009
12-14-2012, 04:53 AM
Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Hunting

Gladewing dug his scythes into the wood of a branch, hanging his head in defeat. Last night had not gone at all as he planned. The day before, he had encountered a group of refugees, many of whom were injured or starving. The young Scyther had been moved by compassion by them, and had been eager to assist them in any he could. He was given the challenge to find food for them, yet the swamp was a hard place to hunt in. Many of the prey here were difficult to find in the murk and mud, and half of them were poisonous—certainly not what the sick and wounded needed.

With the sun now rising, Gladewing’s chances of finding something were slimming. It was probably time to report back to the pack… But the Scyther did not want to return empty-handed. If he did so, surely his honor would be damaged. At the same time, he couldn’t just leave them…

The young Scyther let his eyes wander across the swamp; perched atop a low-lying branch of a swamp tree, he was safe and dry above the bothersome muck, with a fair view of what laid ahead. What he saw wasn’t promising. He couldn’t tell how far the swamp ran, nor could he guess how long it would take for the refugees to cross it. Still, he had sworn to assist them, and assist them he would.

His eye finally caught a flash of pink within the rotten green colors. Curious, Gladewing took to the air and flew over. His wings buzzed as he hovered over a familiar-looking plant loaded with pink and yellow berries. It looked promising, but in a swamp like this, he had to be careful; for all he knew, they could be poisonous. Yet after some inspection, he finally discerned what they were: Qualot berries.

“That’s right,” the young Scyther said to himself as he recalled a memory. “Galloran said that these berries could grow in even the wettest of places. What luck!”

Of course, he knew that these wouldn’t help the refugees as much as a fresh carcass would; but for now, it would have to do. The least they could do was sustain them until fresh prey could be captured. He imagined that the pack leader wouldn’t be too impressed with him, however… Deftly maneuvering his scythes, Gladewing sliced through the bush and harvested as much berries as he could; then, cradling them between his blades, the Scyther took off once again, heading back to camp.

Before he could reach them, however, a sound stopped him abruptly. The Scyther paused midair, tilting his head to listen more closely. It came again—a soft little thing, mournful and miserable. Something was sobbing. Following his senses, Gladewing came across a dead tree, where a mud-caked creature sat shivering beneath its leafless crown.

Pity immediately welled up in Gladewing as he looked upon the little creature. Speaking gently, he asked, “Pardon me, little one, but are you all right?”


*****


Snowsong (Glaceon) // Embyr (Charmeleon)
Currently: Following Nightfang

Snowsong watched Nightfang closely as the Mightyena strayed a little ahead from the group. When she glanced back, the Glaceon quickly looked away, flicking her ears in annoyance. She hoped the “leader” knew what she was doing, leading this pathetic pack into a swamp. Though the wastelands had been terrible, the ice-type had to wonder if they were any better off here. She gazed at the muck dismally, loathe to muddying her pale fur. Perhaps she could freeze a path through the swamp—then again, that would require too much energy. Energy that she would need later on.

The muck troubled Snowsong for another reason. The Glaceon glanced back over her shoulder, where a wounded Charmeleon stared despondently into the ground. The reptile was in terrible shape, and Snowsong could only imagine what travelling through the muck would do to her. Her wounds could easily become infected in this environment—hers, and the others’. Wouldn’t it be better to move around the swamp, to avoid this?

Snowsong kept these thoughts to herself. Afterall, she wasn’t in charge here. The only reason she stuck around was to see the Charmeleon receive medical attention; this pack had some healers with them, and they had already helped the lizard some. Snowsong would stay until the Charmeleon showed signs of recovery—even if it meant putting up with… others.

Snorting haughtily to herself, Snowsong stood and shook herself, causing tiny ice crystals to fall the earth. Turning to the Charmeleon, she prodded it in the shoulder gently with her nuzzle.

“Come on,” she ordered. “On your feet; it is time to move on.”

The Charmeleon didn’t respond, as usual. Without giving Snowsong so much as a glance, the reptile rose to her feet.

Chimchars Soulmate
12-14-2012, 07:10 AM
Sy's ears perked up as he heard a voice behind him. He glanced around to see a Scyther. The Riolu immediately jumped up in fear and backed away slowly. He remembered that his father told him that Scyther can be quite vicious at times and it wasn't wise to make one angry, but when he realized that the Scyther was asking if he was okay he calmed down a bit thinking this pokemon may have good intentions. he looked down at his feet and rubbed his left arm shyly. He never did feel comfortable around strangers but he figured that he may as well get used to them. there would be many strangers now that he was away from what he used to call home.

"N...not r..really." he said in a barely audible voice. "I'm...l....lost....something bad...h...happened where I...came from."

Sy shuddered violently at the memory. it wasn't something he wanted to recall but knew the incident at the valley will live with him for the rest of his life. Sy sat down and hugged his legs. he had been running since he got out of the valley and was now too exhausted to care if he was gonna be eaten or not. A growling sound emitted from the young Riolu's stomach causing him to blush.

Charmander009
12-15-2012, 04:44 AM
Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Interacting with Sy


As soon as Gladewing spoke, the creature scrambled backwards. Fear was plain in its eyes as it stared up at the young Scyther, which immediately saddened Gladewing. He had not meant to scare the little one--but who could blame it? This was unfriendly territory, and... Well, some Scythers were known to be a bit rough around strangers. Gladewing, however, was an honorable and mannerly Scyther.

The creature--which Gladewing now recognized as a Riolu--seemed to relax a bit after the Scyther made no threatening motions. He glanced down timidly at its feet and whispered in a quiet voice, "N...not r..really. I'm...l....lost....something bad...h...happened where I...came from."

Gladewing looked at the Riolu sympathetically. He could see know the tell-tale signs of a struggle for life and death on the pup's body. Though young, he seemed to have been through much. It suddenly came across the Scyther's mind that this poor Pokemon could possibly be yet another refugee from the legendary valley. Those that he had encountered the other day were in a similar state... Lost and wounded...

A low rumble suddenly broke Gladewing's train of thought. The Riolu blushed shyly, apparently embarrassed by his stomach's protest. How unthoughtful! Gladewing scolded himself, staring down at the berries in his scythes. This poor creature must be half-starved, and here I am standing with these in my grasp! Surely, the others wouldn't mind if Gladewing shared his bounty. The Riolu needed some food as much as they did.

Gladewing let a trio of berries fall from his arms, then carefully prodded them towards the Riolu. "Here," he kindly offered. "Have some of these. They're Qualot berries."

The Scyther smiled expectantly as he waited for the Riolu to eat.

"I am Gladewing, by the way," he introduced himself as he remembered his manners.

Chimchars Soulmate
12-15-2012, 09:03 AM
Sy saw the Scyther release three berries from his schythes and prod them towards him.

"Here, have some of these. They're Qualot berries."

Sy glanced at the berries, his stomach begging him to accept this Scyther's kind offer. Sy hesitantly picked one up and took a bite. There was a combination of sweetness and spiciness with a slightly sour aftertaste but the Riolu found it delicious, especially after going without food for a while. Sy looked up at the Scyther who had introduced himself as Gladwing.

"I'm Symon." he introduced back, in the same quiet voice. "But....I like Sy better."

Sy always preferred the shortened variation of his name. It's what his brother always called him. His parents always called him by his full name, but they were his parents so he let them. Sy took another bite from his berry trying not to remember the horrors he saw back in the valley. He then realized he forgot his manners and mentally kicked himself for it. He was usually good in that area.

"Th...thank you for the berries." he said shyly.

Cobalt Shadow
12-15-2012, 01:53 PM
"Mum! Dad! No!" Cobalt yelled. Suddenly he woke up. It was almost dusk, judging by the angle of the sun, and Cobalt had been woken up by the nightmare he lived a few days ago. The day the Army came and destroyed his home, then proceeding to kill his parents. Cobalt couldn't help but replay those few minutes in his mind. He was a Kirlia back then. He could remember perfectly, his father urging him and his mother into a cave, then fighting off three other pokemon. When they killed his father, they entered the cave, and killed his mother, who died trying to protect Cobalt. The one thing Cobalt was unsure of, was what happened next. Cobalt felt something click in his mind, and before he realised what was going on, the three murderous pokemon clutched their heads in pain, and then were blown away by an accidental telekinetic blast by Cobalt.

Cobalt attempted to stand up, but tripped doing so. He still needed to get used to being so much bigger. Looking at his now black and dark purple skin, he wondered why and how he evolved. He could only evolve into a Gallade if a Dawn stone was present. But there was none there. And if it were battle experience that made him evolve, he would have become Gardevior.

The sun was starting to set faster, and light disappeared from the barren wasteland that surrounded his once beautiful home. He knew he had to get moving. Gallade were a rare bunch, and him being a different colour made him stand out. Travelling at night was his best option. He didn't know what he was hiding from, but he knew that this was an unfamiliar place, and that things could get alot more dangerous.

Cobalt continued travelling until well after midnight. He was about to take a rest, when he heard something. The snapping of a twig, probably fallen from one of the dead trees that were nearby.

"Twigs don't just snap by themself." Cobalt thought.
"I know you're there. Come out, and things won't get violent." Cobalt yelled out. A few seconds later, four legged creature walked out. Cobalt couldn't identify it in the shadows.

"I'm afraid things are going to get violent, whether I come out or not." said a raspy voice. Suddenly a purple light appeared above the creatures head, as it ran towards Cobalt. Cobalt saw it was an Absol, and jumped out of the way. Though he was a fighter as a Gallade, he had no experience with hand-to-hand combat, and Absol had the type advantage in this situation.

Cobalt closed his eyes, and attempted to use Psychic. He had done it plenty of times before as a Kirlia, and thought he could pull it off as a Gallade. He was wrong.
There was a deep 'boom' and Cobalt felt himself pushed into the air by the blast. He hit the ground with a thud, and lost consciousness when his head slammed against the hard ground.

"Sorry mate, but I have a pack to feed, and slave trading is one of the few good ways to keep them from starving." Absol said to an unconscious Cobalt.

Making sure that he didn't injure Cobalt further (Injuring slaves lowers their value), Absol used the flat of his blade to lift Cobalt onto his back. He then holwed in the air to the rest of his group, signalling he had found something. The high pitched howl echoed across the flat wasteland.

Cobalt awoke a few hours later, unable to move. He was on the Absol's back, who was walking with a Zoroark and a Weaville.
"Who are you, and why did you attack me?" Cobalt yelled, looking around at his captors.

"Look who's awake." laughed the Zoroark.
"I attacked you, because you were there. Food is held by the powerful pokemon, and selling them slaves is the best way to keep our families fed." said the Absol, without looking back.
"And don't try to move. We slipped you some Omeda Berries when you were out cold. They paralyze from the neck down for a few hours. By the time they wear off, you will be sold, and we will be fed." added the Weaville.

"My parents died, so I could live as a slave.." Cobalt thought to himself. He continued to wonder his fate, and why his Psychic attack backfired.

The sun was starting to rise, and due to his temporary paralysis, Cobalt was only able to look in one direction from Absol's back. East, where the sun was blocked out by a large swamp...

(OOC: You swamp pokemon in for a bit of action? ;)...)

my-little-starr
12-16-2012, 11:09 PM
Yuri and Isla (Pikachu and Leafeon)

Yuri sighed as she slumped against the cave wall, despair filling every bit of her body. They hadn't been in the swamp for long, and the usually cheerful and optimistic Pikachu was already losing hope about how much longer they could stay. Food and water were very scarce, there were still injured Pokémon, and the young Pikachu wasn't sure how much more she could do to help - even with Torin's help.
Unhappily, the Pikachu let her eyes close, hoping she would finally get some decent rest.

Across the cave from her, Isla was pacing. The Leafeon was quickly getting uncomfortable in the small space and she just wanted to get out and run around for exercise, but did not want to risk getting separated from the group. She growled in frustration, glaring at the ground. It had been a few days but the Leafeon hated this swamp, it was unlike the beautiful meadow-like area she and her family had occupied and she missed it.

She missed them.

The sound of a Pokémon moving caught her attention and she glanced over at the Glaceon and Charmeleon that had not been with the group for very long. She hadn't gotten to know them yet, but she could remember the Charmeleon had been injured badly.

Hesitantly, she padded over to them. "Hey, I don't think she should be getting up yet. She was hurt pretty bad."


Flash (Flareon)

Flash groaned in pain as he continued to trek through the swamp that he had entered only the day before. Ever since the attack on the valley, he had been on his own. He missed his sisters, both had been killed when Firestorm's army had attacked the valley. Felicity and Serenity had both been Jolteon, and the pair had fought hard to escape when the valley was attacked

Only he made it out.

He wasn't sure if there were other survivors. Pausing to clean the large, deep cut on his right front paw, he grimaced. He hated the taste, but he kept the wound as clean as possible so that it wouldn't get infected. The limp that had come as a result from the deep cut was hindering his travel, but he wanted to get somewhere safe before he took time to rest and let it heal.

With a sigh, he continued on, hoping to reach the shadowy figure that appeared to be a cave that was in the distance.

k_pop
12-17-2012, 08:35 AM
...yays!



Chip, Poppy and Torin
Furret twins and shiny Pikachu
the group in the swamp


Chip watched as Poppy and Torin descended from the huge tree he was standing beside. They had climbed up to get a look at their position. The group had been traveling through the heavy fog for so long that it was difficult to get any kind of bearing. The massive tree had provided a vantage point. Bringing his gaze back down to earth, Chip noticed that Nightfang was still watching the haze uneasily. He really could not blame her. Even though he could see better than most of the others, the mist dampened everything else. Sounds were muffled and the smell of stagnant water was everywhere making it difficult to scent anything that might be in the area. A call from Poppy made him look up again.

“We could see the end of the fog!” she said, leaping off a thick root at the base of the tree. “Believe it or not, this grey soup actually ends. We might even reach the end of it by nightfall.” She trotted up to her brother, smiling. Despite being the same age, Poppy was smaller than the other Furret. But, that had never bothered her.

Torin followed and the shiny Pikachu quickly confirmed what she said. “The fog does end. But it’s impossible to see if the swamp actually ends there too. The soggy ground might go right up to the mountains.” Now that they were back on the damp ground, condensation was building on his fur again. A small spark leapt from the Pikachu’s dark red cheek making him roll his eyes. “And truthfully, I’ll be happy just to get out of this mist.”

This made the small Furret giggle. “Me too! Definitely! So what do we do next?” she asked, looking around.

“Well,” Chip said, “whatever it is, we need to decide quick. Are we moving on?”

Torin looked around at the injuries that still remained untreated properly. Most of the Pokemon needed rest, but they needed proper care as well. Embyr and Bladestrike were in both in particularly bad shape. Glancing around the small area he could actually see, there were plenty of plants. Unfortunately, most were of no use for what he needed or had roots that were caked with rancid mud he had no real way of cleaning off. Others growing close to the ground were caught in puddles of decaying leaves that caused the small plants to rot.

“I vote moving on. There’s nothing for me to use here.” Torin’s cheeks sparked again and he gave a irritated growl. “Ugh! And the sooner the better!”

Poppy was not so sure leaving the swamp sooner would be better for her. Her mood had been improving. All the worries that were tugging at the back of her mind seemed to have lessened and she had not had a bad dream since entering the swamp. Strangely, it was as if the mist dampened her troubles as well as everything else. Still, she could not say that the group should stay there when things would clearly be better for everyone else. While she was thinking though, the Furret did remember something else. She leaned closer to her brother whispering quietly to keep from alarming any of the others.

“Y’know, we saw something else. A really big Pokemon was flying over the fog. It went toward the mountains.”

Chip looked a little concerned. “Are you sure?”

His sister nodded then smiled. “It’s okay though. He looked like he was really happy. I don’t think he was bad or anything.”

A bit confused by this, the Furret let his concern fade at Poppy’s sincere smile. While her instincts had been acting odd recently, they were fairly accurate. From what she said, the Pokemon they saw was most likely a dragon type. But if Poppy believed it was not a danger, he believed her. He would just have be a little wary when they made it closer to the mountains.

Torin meanwhile had been looking around. “Hey, where did that new kid, Gladewing, get to?”

Scytherwolf
12-18-2012, 04:43 AM
(Everyone, to clarify, we're starting a bit further on in the swamp, not the cave!)


Nightfang listened to Chip, Poppy, and Torin's conversation, feeling a bit of unease at the fact that she herself had been able to do. She had become something of a leader, but now their situation was starting to cast doubts over her; she wasn't sure if she could really lead anyone at all. She was just as lost as they were in the end...what if she took them the wrong way?

As soon as Torin spoke of moving on, Nightfang felt a bit relieved. The pikachu had good points, and it helped that someone else was there to contribute to making a decision. Shaking drops of moisture from her fur again, the mightyena walked over to him. "I agree," she stated, realizing along with the fact that there was nothing the healer pikachu could use that there was also little food, which the injured pokemon especially needed to recover. "We should keep going. There's got to be a better chance of finding at least clean water somewhere near the mountains," she added, looking to Poppy. She wasn't sure what to think of the big pokemon the furret had described, and in all honesty, it frightened her a bit. Then again, if it had seemed friendly, maybe she shouldn't worry. She was simply so used to the idea of hostile inhabitants in these strange lands.

The mightyena then looked at the injured charmeleon, feeling another pang of worry. "We're going to have to find a way to bring her with us," she said. "There's certainly no way she can stay here."

"What do you mean?" a confused sounded voice stated, and she turned to see Bladestrike, the scyther looking at her with a wide-eyed and completely clueless gaze. It was so strange for her to see, much stranger than even the nasty wound on his head. This wasn't like the Bladestrike she knew at all.

"We can't stay here," she said quickly, turning away. "There's no food or water."

Bladestrike looked from left to right, as if trying to determine this for himself before conceding that she was right. "I don't want to keep going," he said, his voice edged with fear as he backed up near the large tree Chip and Poppy had climbed. "It's too far."

Nightfang noticed that he was still limping badly, but she certainly couldn't allow him to stay behind. "We're leaving," she told him simply. "Like I said, we can't stay here." The scyther didn't reply, seeming to understand she was right, but still looked frightened as he huddled next to the tree. Nightfang turned to look at the other gathered pokemon. "Once Gladewing gets back," she announced, "we move on toward the mountains."

Charmander009
12-19-2012, 05:00 AM
Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Talking to Sy

Gladewing was quite happy when the little Riolu accepted the berries. The Scyther had been concerned about the flavor of the Qualots, but the pup seemed to enjoy its flavor.

After nabbing a few bites, the Riolu glanced back up at Gladewing. “I’m Symon,” he spoke in his quiet voice. “But… I like Sy better.”

“Sy, then!” said Gladewing cheerfully. He have a little bow to the pup—though it was a little awkward, due to the armful of berries in his possession. “It is a pleasure to meet you, young master Sy!”

“Th…thank you for the berries…”

“Ah, think nothing of it,” Gladewing dismissed humbly. “I am merely doing what I can to help a stranger in need.” The Scyther thought for a moment, then added, “This land isn’t safe to travel alone… Why don’t you come with me? There’s a pack of Pokémon not too far from here, who are searching for new lands. They are friendly bunch—perhaps they can help you find your way?”

The Scyther ended his offer with another warm smile.

*****

Snowsong (Glaceon) // Embyr (Charmeleon)
Currently: Discussing with group

Snowsong’s hair stood on end as the Leafeon suddenly approached them. Bitter memories returned to her unbidden—memories that she would have rather kept hidden. She fought against her instinct to fight, barely managing to keep back a threatening growl. Breathing deeply, she counted as she endured the Leafeon’s comments.

What do you know? She wanted to snap at Isla. Fortunately, before her patience could break, the pack gathered around to discuss their next course of action. The Glaceon scowled and moved a short distance away from Isla and Embyr. She listened to their conversation, though she didn’t put any input in herself. For now, she was happy remaining aloof. But when Nightfang voiced her concern for Embyr she glanced back at the Charmeleon, who continued staring despondently at the ground. Snowsong sighed, wishing that the reptile could speak for herself. Since meeting her, she had only mumbled something once—her name, or at least, that’s what Snowsong surmised.

The mentally confused Scyther spoke up then, saying, “I don’t want to keep going.”

Snowsong noticed how awkwardly Nightfang behaved around this Pokémon—sometimes uncertain, sometimes irritated. While the Glaceon didn’t know quite what was going on between the two, she sensed that Nightfang expected something from him. And, she certainly wasn’t getting it.

“We’re leaving,” the Mightyena told him in words one would use to a pup. “Like I said, we can’t stay here.”

Snowsong flicked her tail in annoyance at Bladestrike. “Got any better ideas? No? Then tough it up.”

The Glaceon stood and prowled along the edge of their camp-site, searching for any sign of the other annoying Scyther. Seeing none, she turned to Nightfang. “We should just leave him—there’s no guaranteeing that he’ll come back, anyway. He’s not one of us.” She put emphasis on ‘us’.

Chimchars Soulmate
12-19-2012, 09:19 AM
Sy looked up at Gladwing from his second berry. He blushed at being called "master" he didn't feel like he was that important. When Gladwing offered Sy to go with him he looked back down to think. Sy never really felt comfortable around strangers, but what choice did he have? He was lost, injured and had nowhere to go.

Sy whimpered, dropped his half-eaten berry and held his left shoulder as another pang of pain shot through it. Sy decided that going with this Scyther would probably be the best option. He doubted he would know anyone in this pack of pokemon, but maybe someone would be able to do something about the Riolu's injury. Sy certainly didn't want to stay in this filthy swamp any longer than he had to either. Having made his decision Sy stood up and nodded.

"O...okay, I'll go with you." he whispered.

Sy knew that Gladwing was right about this land not being safe, and there was safety in numbers, so the Riolu knew he was making the right decision. Atleast now he won't be lonely.

Cobalt Shadow
12-19-2012, 11:13 AM
Cobalt awoke in what looked like a hollowed out tree. he was tied in vines, which held his arms to his torso, and his feet together. After yelling for help in his paralyzed state a few hours earlier, the Weaville knocked him unconcious. This must be where they hold the slaves until they sell them. Cobalt stretched his stiff legs, which caused him to realize something. He could move! The berries must have worn off! But he was still stuck in the vines, unable to get out. After a few minutes, he had a flashback. From when he was a Ralts. His mother asked his father to make a fruit salad, with fruits from the numerous trees in the valley. Cobalt was playing with his father at the time, and didn't want to stop, so he made a game out of it. His father extended his blades from his elbows, and Cobalt would throw the fruit to him, which he would slice. It was one of the many happy memories he had with his family.
"Maybe I can do that?" Cobalt thought to himself. he closed his eyes, and made the blades extend. Just as easy as raising an arm. The blades cut through the vines around his torso, and he then split those around his feet. Cautious as to the whereabouts of the slavers, Cobalt quietly walked over to the opening of the hollowed out tree, and looked for the Weaville, Zoroark and Absol. Zoroark and Absol were gone, but Weavile stood a few meters away from the opening, making sure nobody would take his pickings.

Remembering what happened in the fight with Absol, Cobalt decided against using Psychic. His only option was to fight hand-to-hand. He snuck up behind Weaville, and readied a fist. He punched Weavile in the back,
*Content Warning*
as he said "Surprise m**********r!".
Weaville fell to his knees, where Cobalt then punched him in the head, knocking him out.
"I was never this strong as a Kirlia." Cobalt thought as he smiled.
He ran past Weaville's unconcious body and through the trees. It was only now that Cobalt noticed he was in the swamp that he saw before he was knocked out.

After a hour of running, Cobalt finally stopped for a rest. He knew he had covered enough ground. He also learnt that he was alot faster as a Gallade. Maybe evolving wasn't such a bad thing after all! Cobalt sat down to catch his breath. Even though he had covered a fair bit of group, those pokemon were fast. He got up a few minutes later, and was about to keep moving until he heard voices. Cobalt moved through the trees to where the voices were coming from. There he found a Scyther, Mightyena, Two Furrets and a Pikachu. But the Mightyena interested Cobalt the most. It seemed to look familiar. Then he remembered where he saw it. Back home in the Valley. He didn't know her personally, but had seen her around.
Cobalt stepped out of the shadows of the trees into the open.
"Are you pokemon from the Valley?" He asked...

Scytherwolf
12-19-2012, 01:50 PM
“Got any better ideas?" the glaceon was saying. "No? Then tough it up.”

It took a moment for Bladestrike to realize that the pokemon was talking to him. Somewhat startled, he looked in her direction, pure confusion crossing his face. He couldn't tell if this was a pokemon he was supposed to know or not, but she certainly didn't sound like a friend. A little taken aback, he stepped backward a few paces, still keeping his eyes on her. "We should stay here for a while," he stated loudly, though he sounded uncertain. All he knew was that he didn't know if he'd be able to keep up if he left, and this pokemon did not seem to understand why it was hard. He shook his head stubbornly. "It's not that easy!" he shouted, suddenly sounding angry, but it only lasted a moment before his fearful look returned, and, suddenly looking afraid of the glaceon, he shuffled back toward the tree.

Nightfang gave him a perplexed look before turning to the ice type herself. She understood where the eevee evolution was coming from, and in a way, she felt the same, but she didn't feel right about simply leaving the other scyther behind. "Let's wait just a bit longer," she said after a moment of thought. She then raised her voice so all the nearby pokemon could hear. "Everyone, start to get ready. We leave soon." She was about to say more, but was interrupted by a new voice.

"Are you pokemon from the Valley?"

The mightyena whirled around, a bit alarmed that she had been distracted enough not to notice the pokemon approaching before. That, along with the fact that the swamp disguised most other scents, unnerved her even more about being in a strange place. The startled feeling quickly passed, however, as she realized that this gallade did not seem hostile. Stepping a few paces toward him, she nodded her head. "Yes," she told him. "We are."

Cobalt Shadow
12-19-2012, 02:00 PM
"Yes, we are." The Mightyena replied. Those words were like music to Cobalt's ears.
"I'm Cobalt." he said to the group. "My parents were Aqua, a Gardevior and Crimson, a Gallade. I was a Kirlia when the Valley was attacked. They killed my parents in front of my eyes."
Cobalt couldn't help but cry at the memory. Though he was fully evolved, he was still young.
"I don't know what happened next. The stress must have rushed my evolution. I evolved, but became this colour. I have been running since. Until I was captured by three slave traders and escaped."
Cobalt continued to cry as he spoke.
"Could I please come with you? It is too dangerous out there for me to travel alone." Cobalt asked...

my-little-starr
12-19-2012, 03:59 PM
Yuri and Isla (Pikachu and Leafeon)

So much for a quick nap, Yuri thought with a sigh as she listened to the group talk. It was obvious that they needed to move on, but Bladestrike didn't want to leave. He wanted to wait awhile, but Yuri couldn't keep her cheeks from sparking angrily when the Glaceon told him to 'tough up'.

Isla let out a small growl as well at the Glaceon's words, and narrowed her eyes at the ice-type. She had felt the hostility that seemed to rise when she had spoken to the Eevee evolution, but she had ignored it. However, she knew Yuri would only let the newcomer say so much before she receive a tongue lashing from the sometimes irritable Pikachu.

“We should just leave him—there’s no guaranteeing that he’ll come back, anyway. He’s not one of us.” The Glaceon put emphasis on ‘us’.

It took Yuri a moment to realize that it was Gladewing that the Glaceon was talking about, not Bladestrike, but the Pikachu still felt a stab of irritation.

"I'm not one of you, either," she growled, cheeks sparking. "Should I just leave and save you all the trouble?"

Isla stared at the Pikachu. She knew that Yuri could be irritable, but she had never seen the cheerful Pikachu in this bad of a mood before. Perhaps it was the lack of sleep, or maybe that the Pikachu was upset that she and Torin were running out of things to heal the injured. Either way, Yuri was in a bad mood, and it seemed that mood was only getting worse.

"You shouldn't talk like that," Isla spat at the Glaceon. "One of us or not, he's trying to help. We'd be foolish not to let the young Scyther try his best to help."

Flash (Flareon)

Flash had finally reached the cave, but he realized sadly that there were no Pokemon taking shelter there. He sighed and stared into the somewhat large cave, before hesitantly scenting the air to make sure no Pokemon lived there that could injure him. The smells overwhelmed him, there were so many scents clinging to the walls of the cave, but they were a few days old.

Wait, he thought in surprise, scenting again. Isla? She's alive?

The familiar scent seemed to comfort the injured Flareon. He and Isla hadn't been close at all - he had always made fun of her for her strange coloring because it was unlike any normal Leafeon or even any shiny Leafeon that lived in the Valley, but he knew the Leafeon well enough to know she wouldn't travel with a group unless they, too, were from the Valley.

Determined to catch up with them, the Flareon turned away from the cave and began to run. Well, run as well as he could with his limp, but he knew he would be able to catch up soon. The scent was stale, but not by much, and he assumed some of the travelers were injured as well, meaning they would probably stop to rest and drink as frequently as they could.

He was nearly bursting with joy. He had finally found some Pokemon from home.

(OOC: Seems like Yuri and Isla have already decided they don't like Snowsong's attitude. *singsong* Drama, drama, drama.)

Sheepat
12-20-2012, 12:27 AM
Crap this started? 0.o

The Hope for Dawn/Lifewing

“I got food,” the Pidgeotto said, dropping a few berries down and landing gently on the ground. The swamp was a nasty place, and the Pidgeotto was happy to fly away, far away. But the injury on his back prevented that. He had gotten it escaping from the Valley, battling his way to the outer world, this mysterious and dangerous place that he didn’t like. His new companion, an aging Sceptile with scars all over his body, seemed to rather enjoy the swamp.

“Oran berries,” the Sceptile, known as the Hope for Dawn said, “No Rawst? We could use it to help the burn.”

“Cool mud will help for now,” the Pidgeotto replied.

“Lifewing,” Hope looked concerned, “If we don’t get Rawst berries, you might not be able to fly. We both need your flying abilities if we’re to get out of here. This place is confusing even me.”

“I know,” Lifewing the Pidgeotto grunted, “It’s just I can’t find much out here. I didn’t exactly exercise my skills at finding things when a berry could be picked at a moment’s impulse.”

“That’s why I decided to live in a scarce region of the Valley,” Hope carefully took out a berry he was hiding behind his back. It was fat and yellow, a green leaf sprouting on the top.

“A Sitrus berry?”

“Yup. When you live as long as I have, boy, you find stuff quickly.”

Lifewing rolled his eyes. Hope was one of the oldest creatures in the Valley, and he was incredibly agile. Time hadn’t affected him much.

“I noticed a couple other Pokemon a little ways away,” Hope said after a small pause, as they both gingerly ate the berries, “A Riolu and a Scyther. The Riolu is injured, but since the Scyther is helping it, something tells me they might be other Valley Pokemon.”

Lifewing nodded. Since their expulsion from their home, both he and the aged Sceptile had been attacked multiple times by hostile Pokemon. This included an attack from a Flygon, who was migrating to the Valley since he was a late-timer from the invasion force.

“We should go to them. I overheard the Scyther say there were other Pokemon with him. Safety in numbers, eh?”

Grassy_Aggron
12-20-2012, 03:09 AM
(Okay, well uh, yeah. Getting back into this...@.@' Also Aggranium is from the Valley technically, but he hovered on the outskirts.)

Aggranium/Brokenstar
Currently: Listening to Nightfang
A la Swampingdom

"Not one of us?" the ancient Absol croaked, limping forward from where she had been hovering behind. She stared hard at Snowsong, waiting until after Isla had chewed her out before laying down her own words. "Does one have to be one of 'us' to be here? I am not one of you, for I am an Absol, yet I am included in this group. Are we not all Pokemon? Is there truly a distinction between us, merely from where one originates? Like it or not, we are all the same. Even that Arcanine is technically one of us, as he is a Pokemon, although we do not associate with him. Choose your wording wisely, child, as there is a distinct difference." She glanced to look at Bladestrike, nodding slightly. "Do not worry about falling behind, Bladestrike. If you do, you can join this old lady with her slow pace." Her wound would make it more difficult to walk, and her severe limping and age only made it more troublesome to travel.

The hybrid waiting in the back took notice of what Yuri said. "Don't say that, Yuri. I like you here. I would be very sad if you left," he stated softly, antennae drooping. "Y'all have been so nice to me. I don't want to lose my new family." He looked at Snowsong, although there was no anger in the gentle giant's voice. "Please don't make her leave, Snowsong. I reckon you're just mad right now which is why you're sayin' what you're sayin'. But bein' hurtful doesn't solve anythin'. It just hurts. Trust me, I know. I reckon I should be really mean from what's happened to me, but I'm not. You don't have an excuse." He didn't say any of it to be mean, he only felt he was saying what needed to be said.

Re'zula
Currently: Complaining
Swamps Plus Queens Equals Bad Things

"Ugh, can't this muck move aside? Has it no respect for authority?" A rather loud, booming voice struck out at the air from a steel clad figure. This figure happened to have a cape that looked very warm, held up by a normal sized Aggron behind her. "Baro'grav, when will we be out of this hideous swamp? And keep holding my cape, I cannot afford for it to get messed up. After all, it is not like there are any Mareep to get more wool from. They're all dead." She huffed, making sure to shift her pearl crown on her head so it rested comfortably between her horns, keeping her scepter held high.

A Lairon snorted, looking around. Members of this considerably smaller clan - it wasn't as small before the attack - were all injured, and this Lairon had a bloodied eye for his troubles. "I don't know, Queen Re'zula. I don't have much experience with swamps, and I apologize in advance." He huffed. "We need to rest soon. There are many hurt here, and in your condition...We cannot afford our future heirs to be hurt." He made a pointed look at her slightly bigger girth than most. "Please take into consideration their health."

She sniffed. "I know, Baro'grav, but I refuse to allow them to be born in a swamp! Royalty bows to no one and no force. I have some time, anyway. It is just a shame that Tok'zul is gone..." She wondered, shaking her head. "Oh well. I will find another king in due course. Now chop chop, we must find a place to rest and then get food."

"Do you think he made it out?" the Lairon asked quietly, as he was walking beside her.

"Who?" the queen retorted.

He pursed his lips. "I think you know who I mean..."

She glared at him. "It would be better if he didn't. Now hush."

Scytherwolf
12-21-2012, 05:54 AM
"Could I please come with you?" the gallade asked. "It is too dangerous out there for me to travel alone."

The mightyena nodded immediately. "Of course," she replied, dipping her head politely to the strange pokemon. There was safety in numbers, after all, and the more pokemon they had on their side to help, the better. In the back of her mind, she worried about being able to find enough food if their group got any bigger, but she tried to put it out of her mind for the time being; more pokemon also meant increased protection from any hostile wastelanders, and that was certainly a good thing. "We're getting ready to leave," she told the gallade after a few moments. "We're just waiting for someone to return."

Bladestrike looked at Yuri with a bit of alarm. "You're not really leaving, are you?" he asked, a little worried that the pikachu's anger at the glaceon would cause her to do such a thing. He looked around at all the others nervously. He hated when there was arguing like this. And he still certainly didn't want to leave. He knew Nightfang wanted to move on to find proper food, but at the moment he cared about resting much more.

"Do not worry about falling behind, Bladestrike," the absol he was not sure if he should remember or not said, "If you do, you can join this old lady with her slow pace."

He gave her a confused glance, trying to remember who she was before saying, "Nightfang wouldn't leave me behind...at least I don't think so. She wouldn't leave you behind either. She wants everyone to keep up!"

Hearing the conversation Aggranium, Isla, and Yuri were having with Snowsong, Nightfang felt a bit of unease. Sure, it was a small argument now, but if there was a big disagreement along the way, it was very possible that the group would split up. That worried her, as she believed the valley pokemon, or those who were left, should stick together to find a new home. And she was the one who was leading them. It suddenly occurred to her, more so than it had before, how careful she would need to be not only to take advice from the others, but to make decisions herself. In hostile places like this, going in the right or wrong direction could literally mean life or death for the weaker members of the group. Taking a deep breath, the mightyena scanned the area around her, hoping Gladewing would return soon.

Charmander009
12-22-2012, 02:06 AM
(OOC: Er, Sheepat’s characters didn’t really interact with Gladewing, so… I’m gonna go ahead and move him towards the others. Sheepat’s charries can catch up ^^ Also, lol, Snowsong sure got a rise out of everyone xD She’s gonna be fun, har har)


Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Returning to group

As the Riolu considered Gladewing’s offer, he suddenly dropped his berry and clutched at his shoulder. Gladewing opened his mouth in surprise, and nearly started forward—but the moment seemed to pass. Sy stood and turned to the Scyther with a nod.

“O… okay, I’ll go with you,” the pup agreed.

The young Scyther was relieved with this answer. Smiling at the Riolu, he said, “Excellent! Follow me then—they shouldn’t be too far.”

After checking his hold on the berries, the Scyther turned and started leading the way back to the others. He glanced over his shoulder at Sy once or twice, growing concerned about the injury the Riolu seemed to have. He was curious about how such a young pup would earn such a wound, but he knew better than to ask. Sy seemed to be haunted by some cruel memory, and Gladewing certainly didn’t want to bring it up.

Instead, he happily informed him, “There’s two healers in our pack who should be able to take a look at that shoulder. They’re quite nice, and certainly know their trade. Ironically, both of them are Pikachu. Yuri and Torin are their names.”

He went on to talk about some of the others in the group—from the Furret siblings to the elderly Absol Brokenstar, giving their names, species, and personality. The one person Gladewing didn’t touch upon, however, was the Scyther Bladestrike…

Before long, they came into the clearing where the Pokemon were gathered. Gladewing paused a moment, glancing down at the berries in his arms. He felt a bit apprehensive over how the others would react to such a meager meal… They wouldn’t be too disappointed, would they? He hated letting them down, but at least he could try harder in the future.

“Here we are,” Gladewing whispered to Sy, then called out a greeting to the first Pokemon he saw. “Ho, Nightfang! Greetings, everyone! I have returned! And, er, I hope you don’t mind that I brought a new friend.”



Snowsong (Glaceon) and Embyr (Charmeleon)
Currently: Making everyone upset

Snowsong bristled as she got all kinds of reactions from the pack. Her hair stood on end, and the temperature of the air around her began dropping rapidly as her frustration grew. Diamond dust began sparkling around her, and frost webbed its way across the ground beneath her paws.

The Glaceon was hardly impressed by Bladestrike’s retort, and was unfazed by his behavior. Yuri, however, was the first to speak out against her.

"I'm not one of you, either. Should I just leave and save you all the trouble?"

Snowsong snorted, and was about to say something in response before the others started joining in. The Leafeon, then the Absol and the mutant… Snowsong’s scowl deepened into growl the more they reprimanded her. The thing that upset her the most was Brokenstar’s comment on Firestorm—she made him sound like he was actually a normal Pokémon, a creature worth existence.

“Say what you want!” the Glaceon finally yelled. “I don’t care! One thing's for certain,” she turned and gave Yuri an especially dour look. “It was an Outsider who did this to us.”

Before anything else could be said, Snowsong turned her back to the pack and stormed off. She hardly paid attention to where she headed. Yet before she got too far, an obnoxious noise met her ears. She froze, turning her ears to the source of the sound. Something big—very big—was crashing through the trees.

“Who’s there?” she demanded, hair standing on edge as she shifted into a threatening position.

my-little-starr
12-22-2012, 06:04 AM
OOC: Ha! I can tell that between Snowsong and Flash, Isla might go crazy. Isla and Yuri sure aren't going to be happy... *Evil laugh*

Isla and Flash (Leafeon and Flareon)

Isla growled as Snowsong stalked away, and glanced at the Yuri, who appeared both hurt and angry by the Glaceon's rude comments. With a lash of her leafy tail, the Leafeon chased after her, furious. She wasn't sure how far the Glaceon had run, but soon the Pokemon's shape became visible and the Leafeon leapt at the Glaceon, who was facing toward the trees.

"What is the matter with you?" Isla growled. "Yuri may be an outsider to you, but she is a friend of everyone else in our group. Not to mention that without her your Charmeleon friend wouldn't have stood a chance!"

...

Flash slowly padded through the swamp, growing tired, but determined to continue on until he found others of the valley. He knew Isla and whoever she was with couldn't be far away. Pausing, the Flareon looked up and opened his mouth.

"ISLA!"

Yuri (Pikachu)

Yuri's cheeks sparked with fury as she glared in the direction Snowsong and Isla had disappeared off to. She hoped that the Glaceon didn't come back. That Pokemon had such a horrible outlook at those not from the valley and it made her furious. She was not Firestorm, she would not hurt her new friends.

At least, she didn't think she ever would. Could she betray someone that way? She certainly didn't think she could, but could they think she would? Glancing around at the group she gave an uncharacteristic scowl, ears flattening and stalked a small distance away from them to ponder her thoughts.

Chimchars Soulmate
12-22-2012, 08:28 PM
Sy followed Gladwing to the supposed group of Pokemon. Sy mainly stared at his feet but did glance up now and again mainly to make sure he didn't get seperated from the Scyther.

“There’s two healers in our pack who should be able to take a look at that shoulder. They’re quite nice, and certainly know their trade. Ironically, both of them are Pikachu. Yuri and Torin are their names.” Gladwing informed.

Sy just nodded at this and listened as Gladwing told him about the other Pokemon in the group. The young Riolu already started feeling alittle safer, but nervous at the same time. He had never been around that many strangers before. However Gladwing said they were nice and Sy decided to trust him on this.

“Here we are,” Gladewing whispered making Sy look up and at the group of Pokemon in front of him.

“Ho, Nightfang! Greetings, everyone! I have returned! And, er, I hope you don’t mind that I brought a new friend.” announced the Scyther.

Sy shyly stayed by Gladwing managing a small wave so's not to be rude.

Sheepat
12-22-2012, 09:16 PM
OOC: Short post, just to introduce Hope and Lifewing into the group:

The Riolu and the Scyther were moving off. Apparently the Scyther had friends. The Riolu seemed nervous but safe. Hope smiled when he overheard the part about the healers. He turned to Lifewing.

“Healers,” Hope said, “Hopefully they’ll have something for your burn.”

Lifewing nodded, a twinkle in his eye betraying his calm face. He was excited that he could potentially fly again.

“How are we going to get into the group, though?” Hope said, looking straight at the Riolu, “I suppose we could-“

Suddenly Lifewing flew in, slamming into the Riolu.

“I am the Soul-Flyer!” the Pidgeotto announced loudly, “And I demand your hospitality!”

“Fool!” Hope screeched out, running towards his companion, “You can’t do that!”

“I hear you have healers among your group! Heal my injured-“

Lifewing gasped in surprise when he was struck in the side, his strong beak covered by the Sceptile’s scaly, three-fingered claw. He struggled against the hold, but he had never really anticipated the Hope for Dawn’s strength. The aged Pokemon looked in frustration at his young companion then turned to the group. There was a weird hybrid Pokemon, as well as two Scyther, a Pikachu, and a few others. Hope sighed, shifting his position so that his left hand was on Lifewing’s face and his right hand was extended to the Riolu the Pidgeotto had carelessly clobbered.

“Sorry about that,” Hope said, “Lifewing blusters quite a bit.”

Chimchars Soulmate
12-27-2012, 05:54 PM
Sy continued to glance around until a Pidgeotto salmmed into him causing him to fall over.

“I am the Soul-Flyer! And I demand your hospitality!” it yelled.

sy his face now covered in mud covered hi eyes in fright and curled up into a ball.

“Fool! You can’t do that!” screeched a Sceptile as he grabbed the Pidgeotto by the beak.

The Riolu cautiously looked up not yet getting back on his feet. He was still startled by the sudden attack. Sy then noticed the Sceptile offered his hand to him, making him flinch.

“Sorry about that,” Hope said, “Lifewing blusters quite a bit.”

Sy wasn't sure about the newcomers so he crawled behind Gladwing and peeked out shyly. He wanted to say something but his nerves wouldn't let him.

OOC: Sorry it's such a short post.

Charmander009
12-27-2012, 11:22 PM
Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Confused

Gladewing hardly noticed Snowsong’s and Isla’s abrupt departure—but he certainly noticed the blur of motion that shot past him and knocked Sy over. The Scyther gasped in surprise as a Pidgeotto suddenly appeared before the group, demanding hospitality. Gladewing nearly sliced at the bird in reflex, but controlled his natural instinct as an elderly Sceptile stepped in.

It was utterly understandable when Sy ducked behind Gladewing, though the Scyther himself felt a little unsettled by the Pokemon’s sudden appearance. Where had they come from? And why hadn’t Gladewing noticed them earlier? They hadn’t been following him, had they?

Before voicing any of these concerns, Gladewing turned to the startled Riolu. “Are you all right?” he asked.

He wanted to ask these two strangers for answers, but Gladewing decided to sit tight and see what Nightfang would do.

*****

Snowsong (Glaceon)
Currently: Pounced on

Snowsong tilted her head back as she tried to catch a scent—anything to give her a hint as to what was moving about the swamp. Before she could discern anything, however, she was knocked off her feet.

"What is the matter with you?"

Snowsong found herself looking up into the face of the Leafeon.

"Yuri may be an outsider to you, but she is a friend of everyone else in our group. Not to mention that without her your Charmeleon friend wouldn't have stood a chance!"

Snowsong’s fury was quickly escalating—she couldn’t believe the audacity of this Pokémon to chase after her just to chew her out. The Glaceon kicked Isla off and scrambled to her feet, arching her back and preparing for a scuffle.

She opened her mouth, ready to spit out something else that was harsh and scathing—but before she could utter a word a loud shouting sliced through the swamp:

“ISLA!”

Her ears twitched around as they tried to focus on the source of the shouting—it seemed far, but not too distant.

“A friend of yours?” Snowsong muttered at Isla with a suspicious undertone.


_____

(OOC: I wrote this to Starr's last reply... but it seems she has edited it some since I last looked D: Um... If I need to fix anything, let me know ^^')

my-little-starr
12-28-2012, 03:25 AM
Isla and Flash (Leafeon and Flareon)

"A friend of yours?" Snowsong asked suspiciously.

Isla growled and turned her attention way from the Glaceon and focused in the direction that the shout had come from. The sun shone in her eyes, limiting he sight, but she could just barely make out a shadowy form limping towar them as fast as injuries would allow.

Her tail lashed and she sighed. "Flash?" he asked quietly, almost to herself.

"Isla!" he called again. "Is that you?"

"Yeah!" she called back. "It's me!"

She couldn't believe it. Flash had survive the attack on the valley. Flash was strong, but he sometimes took fights more like a joke rather than taking them seriously. She was amazed he'd made it out with the injuries he currently had.

He limped toward them an was soon standing in front of the pair he looked between Isla and the unfamiliar Glaceon, sensing the tension.

"Is there a problem here?" he asked curiously.

Yuri (Pikachu)

Yuri paid little attention when Gladewing returned, but when he announced that he'd brought a new Pokemon to the group, she turned to look at the young Riolu. She was soon surprised when a Pokemon slammed into th tiny Riolu, and her cheeks began to spark furiously.

"Well, you're friend should have the common sense to know that demanding help after practically attacking a member of our group is no way to make us want to help," she growled sourly after the Sceptile stepped in and explained.

OOC: I'll come back and fix up all errors as soon as my Internet stops being dumb. Typing all this on a phone isn't easy. >.<

Scytherwolf
12-29-2012, 07:25 AM
“Ho, Nightfang!" a familiar voice called. "Greetings, everyone! I have returned! And, er, I hope you don’t mind that I brought a new friend.”

Surprised, the mightyena turned around, seeing Gladewing standing beside a stranger, a small riolu who looked rather timid as he waved to the group. "Of course," she stated quickly, knowing that the youngster was probably another refugee from the Valley, "we'd certainly welcome any-"

She had no chance to say more before a pidgeotto flew out of the gloom and rammed into the riolu. "I am the Soul-Flyer!" the pokemon shouted. "And I demand your hospitality!"

Nightfang bared her teeth at the pokemon's apparent hostility, the black fur on her back rising as she dropped to a crouch. She hoped that if it came to a fight, her injuries wouldn't prevent her from landing a few good attacks. However, before she had the chance to move, a sceptile appeared, rushing toward the bird pokemon and covering his beak with his claws.

"Sorry about that," the grass type stated, "Lifewing blusters quite a bit.”

Bladestrike, who had been somewhat nearby the newcomers when they appeared, was extremely startled by the appearance of the two strangers and made a frightened dash toward Gladewing, the other scyther, putting himself behind the other bug type as he stared at the strange pidgeotto and sceptile.

"What are you doing here?" Nightfang began cautiously, not moving from her crouched position. "Yes, we have healers, but we won't help someone who so ruthlessly attacks members of our group. If you are a threat to us...then leave now. Some of us can still fight, and we aren't threatened by you." Though she doubted that the pokemon would be intimidated, she knew that they had numbers on their side, and if they needed to, the group could take down a pidgeotto, as well as a sceptile, if he chose to fight you. She didn't want a fight, however, and hoped that the pokemon would see sense.

Cobalt Shadow
12-29-2012, 07:57 AM
Cobalt watched Nightfang prepare to defend the Valley Pokemon.
"Should I side with her?" Cobalt thought to himself, "Not many of our Pokemon look like they are in fighting condition. Even Nightfang looks injured. I was lucky that they didn't hurt me too badly."

Nightfang continued to bare her teeth.

"Stuff it, if she can do it, even injured, I can too."

Cobalt stood forward next to Nightfang, and got into a fighting stance. he shook his wrists, and black blades extended in a split second, making him look far more intimidating than usual.

"What's it gonna be 'Soul-Flyer'" Cobalt said to the obviously insane bird pokemon, "Gonna apologize to the little guy?"

This would have been my first proper fight as a Gallade. No sneaking up, and knocking out. I was curious as to how it would end.

Sheepat
12-30-2012, 02:45 AM
The Hope for Dawn/Lifewing

The Hope for Dawn sighed. This was not going as he intended.

“I am the Hope for Dawn, and this is Lifewing,” The Sceptile said, “We are Valley Pokemon. We’ve been surviving pretty okay here, but it’d still be nice to have some help. Lifewing here took a good burn in the back when he was escaping.”

“Mmpf!” the Pidgeotto gasped. The Sceptile’s hold was very suffocating, and Lifewing was fighting just to have air now.

“I may be old, but I can fight,” Hope said, “I’ve fought quite a bit, and I know quite a bit about berries and where to find them. Lifewing was trained his entire life to fight from his clan, even though the Valley was quite peaceable. I will apologize for attacking your friend.”

With a rough half-throw, he let go of Lifewing.

“You too, fool. Apologize.”

Lifewing cleared his throat, looking at the Riolu he had slammed into.

“Ahem, forgive me for rudely (he ruffled his feathers at this) smashing you into the ground.”

Hope glared at Lifewing, and then turned towards the group.

“So, what we were going to ask, may we join your group? I’ll make sure Lifewing doesn’t attack you again. You have that as a promise.”

Grassy_Aggron
12-31-2012, 03:49 AM
Brokenstar and Aggranium
Currently: Wonder what is going on
Birdbrains

Before the old Absol could respond to Bladestrike, a new figure crashed into the new Riolu that Gladewing had brought with him, screeching he demanded hospitality and the like. Quite humorously an aging Sceptile - she was secretly glad that another old Pokemon had survived the attack - clamped his beak shut, explaining what was going on. Nightfang lowered herself to attack, and so did the oddly colored Gallade, before Hope for Dawn offered his apology and made Lifewing also apologize. She limped forward, past the Mightyena and Gallade to stand directly in front of the two. She scrutinized Hope for a moment, but her gaze mostly fell on Lifewing. She was slightly taller than him, but it was not height that made her intimidating - it was the way she watched, peering into the eyes and thus the soul.

"You are very rash," she stated simply, "and that is dangerous. You jump into action without thinking, heedless of what that might do to others. If we had been hostile, you would have just put your companion in danger. Mighty as a warrior is, our numbers are more numerous than yours, and exhaustion can take a toll. You must learn to calm yourself." She glanced at Hope for Dawn. "I appreciate your honesty in this. I can tell you, like me, value the importance of the mind over brute force. Age brings wisdom, and I am grateful to see another made it out safely." With that said, she turned and limped back to being behind Nightfang and Cobalt, glancing at Sy.

"Come, child. Let me check to see if you have any wounds. If you need to, ride on my back. You look exhausted and there is much travelling to do." Her own injury was not that severe, and the slight limp it caused did not aggravate her joints too much.

Aggranium glanced at Yuri. "Calm down. I'm sure everythin' will be worked out, nice and easy." He grinned. "Ol' Grani here will make sure of that, yessir. No need for violence!" He clapped his claws together. "Cheer up...All of this anger isn't good for your health, and you're one of our healers. You gettin' sick would be bad, and I would really worry, I reckon. Everyone would." He opened his arms wide. "Want a hug?"


(Nothing for Re'zula and them right now. Didn't want them to crash into them like everyone else did lol!)

Chimchars Soulmate
12-31-2012, 05:28 PM
Sy stayed behind Gladwing watching several of the pokemon scold Lifewing. He then watched the Absol step in to say her piece.

"You are very rash, and that is dangerous. You jump into action without thinking, heedless of what that might do to others. If we had been hostile, you would have just put your companion in danger. Mighty as a warrior is, our numbers are more numerous than yours, and exhaustion can take a toll. You must learn to calm yourself."

Sy listened intently he knew that this Absol must be very wise. He then noticed that she was now eying him.

"Come, child. Let me check to see if you have any wounds. If you need to, ride on my back. You look exhausted and there is much travelling to do."

The Riolu hesitantly got to his feet then followed the Absol gripping his still sore shoulder, and being tackled by an insane Pidgeotto certainly can't of helped it get any better.

Sy glanced at the other pokemon in the group. Now that he had a better look he can tell what kind of pokemon they were. He could see a Mightytena, another Scyther who didn't look too happy. a couple of Furret, A couple of Pikachu, one of them looking angry. An upset looking Charmeleon and a strangely coloured Gallade.

Sy was quite intrigued by this Gallade's strange colour. weren't they normally green? Or Blue in the rare case of a shiny pokemon. Sy decided against asking Colbalt about it. He didn't want to come off as rude or nosy, realizing that he was staring Sy quickly tore his eyes away from the Gallade and concentrated on following Broken Star.

k_pop
01-01-2013, 08:56 AM
OOC: Happy New Year, everyone! XD Sorry for the lateness. Holidays are crazy. ^^'

IC:



Chip, Poppy and Torin
Furret twins and shiny Pikachu
the group in the swamp


With everything happening all at once, it was difficult to figure out exactly what was going on. Before anyone else could give their say as to whether the group should move on, Snowsong said something rash. When the others began to criticize her, the Glaceon walked away from the massive tree’s clearing. While Isla chased after her, a Gallade colored unusually dark appeared. He looked as if he recognized Nightfang, introducing himself as Cobalt and asking if he could join the group. It was then that Gladewing returned, greeting everyone in his old-fashioned way and introducing a newcomer. A young Riolu stayed close to the Scyther, waving shyly. If all this had not been enough, things became even more confusing. Poppy, who was just about to welcome the Riolu, had to stop short as a Pidgeotto suddenly came barreling into the clearing where he collided with the young Pokemon and demanded hospitality. This was followed by a Sceptile tackling the bird into submission, apologizing for the intrusion, and making the Pidgeotto apologize as well. But, not before being thoroughly chastised by Brokenstar and a rather irritated Yuri.

Chip reached a paw up to scratch his ear. “Well, that was a lot of excitement all at once.” He glanced around at everyone who was upset and gave a crooked grin. “I’m gonna agree with Aggranium. What we need is calm. Obviously, no one here is intending to hurt anyone else. Just a little bit of misunderstanding in all the commotion.”

Looking up at her brother, Poppy gave a nervous giggle at the comment. “Um, hehe...that’s a lot of commotion,” she said. “I think I’ll go check on Isla and Snowsong. ...I feel like there might be someone else.”

Chip watched her trot off in the direction the two Eeveons had gone. She had said the last bit about someone else under breath so that he barely caught it.

“I’ve got a feeling that calm is going to be a long time coming for us,” Torin added as the smaller Furret left.

With a sigh, he walked towards the newcomers, passing a critical eye over their injuries. He began ticking things off in his head; a bad sting with some wear and tear on the young Riolu, and the Gallade looked to have a bang to the head. Both Pokemon would be easy enough to take care of with the right supplies. The Sceptile had so many scars it was difficult to tell if he had any new injuries outside of a burn and the Pidgeotto also had a bad burn across his back. Again the shiny Pikachu sighed. More burns.

“And of course, still little to use,” he said aloud. Torin turned to look up at Lifewing with a slightly disapproving, if not exasperated, expression. “Just for future reference, you do not have to 'demand' a healer’s hospitality. It’s what we do.” He shook his head. “I’ll take care of everyone as soon as I can find enough supplies.” His dark cheeks sparked in the mist again, causing him to growl in irritation as he stalked past Chip. “And the sooner we get out of this fog the better!”

“You’ll have to excuse Torin,” the Furret explained, sticking up for his friend’s sour mood. “He’s a little upset ‘cause he can’t do his job around here. There’s little to use and anything that might have been useful has gotten mucked up in this environment. He’s right though.” He turned to Nightfang. “We should probably get moving if we’re going to reach the edge of the fog before nightfall. All this mist is dampening more than our moods.”

The swirling haze was becoming tiresome to look through, even for his Keen Eye. In fact, he could barely see Poppy where she went to check on Isla and Snowsong. Noises were muffled and it was nearly impossible to distinguish any single smell from the damp, decaying odor all around them. Even if they did not reach the end of the swamp, things would be far less worrisome if they could just get free of the fog.

Poppy meanwhile had caught up to Isla and Snowsong, noticing there was a Flareon with them now as well. She was a little surprised by this, but it looked like the new Pokemon at least knew one of the other Eeveons. Poppy did not know if the two had settled their dispute or if she could say anything to help solve it. But, she had to try to at least get them to come back.

“Hey,” she called out. The young Furret began a little unsure what to say. “Um...are you two coming back? I think we’re gonna be going soon. You’ve missed all kinds of commotion. And I see you found someone else. I’m Poppy,” she said with a small smile before looking back at the others. “I, uh...know there was a little trouble before, but we should really stick together.” She hoped that they would come back, even though she did not think that was enough to say.

Charmander009
01-02-2013, 11:55 PM
Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: With Group

Gladewing relaxed as Hope calmly explained their circumstances and moved through apologies. He sensed that these Pokemon were honestly good folks--despite the bird's rudeness--and he knew that matters would be settled between everybody. It was interesting to Gladewing, though, that Hope and Lifewing were also from the Valley. The Scyther wondered how many more there were, wandering lost in the wild-lands.

He smiled as Brokenstar offered to help Sy; he was glad to see that the little Riolu was being accept into the group. He hoped Sy realized that he was no longer alone--he had friends now. A new pack; a new life. And Gladewing would do all he could to help these Pokemon secure that life.

The chattering of armor behind Gladewing reminded him of the older and highly... irregular Scyther that was hiding behind him. The younger bug-type shuffled his feet slightly, hardly knowing what to do about the old warrior cowering behind him. He had already been estranged from his own kind, but he felt especially uncomfortable around this Scyther, who acted nothing like how a grown-up Scyther should act. Slowly, Gladewing stepped away from Bladestrike and moved closer to Nightfang.

After waiting for Nightfang's response to Hope, Gladewing cleared his throat, "As I was venturing forth to say earlier... I was unable to secure us prey last night, but I did manage to find a bushel of these berries." He indicated the armful of fruit he carried. "They are mere Qualot berries, I'm afraid... They don't have medical use, but they should sustain us for a little longer."

Embyr continues to watch everyone morosely from her position, her eyes looking their way but not really seeing...

Snowsong (Glaceon)
Currently: Being a jerk

Snowsong wasn't at all touched by this apparent reunion. She watched dryly with a cocked brow as they exchanged a few words. When Flare spoke to her, she snorted in disgust. The air around her glittered again with diamond dust as her powers lowered the temperature around her.

"Yes, there's a problem," she growled as she forged two Ice Shards from the moisture in the air. Plunging them into the earth, she finished, "There's too many Pokemon in the world..."

Turning on the two abruptly, Snowsong headed out with the intent to continue to the swamp. Before she got far, however, Poppy appeared. Snowsong listened with irritation as the Furret stumbled out some words.

“I, uh...know there was a little trouble before," she finished, "but we should really stick together.”

Snowsong flicked her tail. "Whatever," she mumbled before turning around, heading back to the main group.

Sheepat
01-03-2013, 01:10 AM
Hope for Dawn/Lifewing

“You are very rash, and that is dangerous. You jump into action without thinking, heedless of what might do to others. If we had been hostile, you would have just put your companion in danger. Mighty as a warrior is, our numbers are more numerous than yours, and exhaustion can take a toll. You must learn to calm yourself.”

The words stung Lifewing, as he stared defiantly at the old Absol who was rebuking him. He would've stopped paying attention, but something in him forced him to listen. The Riolu the Pidgeotto had knocked over had already gotten up, being tended by the Absol who had just scolded him.

“Just for future reference,” a Pikachu said, “you do not have to 'demand' a healer's hospitality. It's what we do.”

Great, now the little Pikachu was angry at him. The healer said he needed more supplies, stalking off into the fog. Decided not to complain after such sharp words from two of the Valley Pokemon, Lifewing plopped himself down, a bit away from the rest of the group.

Hope, however, decided to wait for the Mightyena's response closer to the group, and listened in on the Scyther who had been traveling with the Riolu.

“As I was venturing forth to say earlier... I was unable to secure us prey last night, but I did manage to find a bushel of these berries. They are mere Qualot berries, I'm afraid... they don't have medical use, but they should sustain us for a little longer,” the Scyther said.

“I have a few berries as well,” Hope replied to the group, revealing a Sitrus berry and two Oran berries. He rolled them across to the Scyther, “And I can help search for more food. Lifewing,” Hope looked directly at his blustering companion, “Can as well once his burn's been healed. Then we'll also have an eye in the sky. If he doesn't get lost up there, of course.”

“Get lost in my territory of the sky?” Lifewing said, a bit bitterly, “That would be like getting lost in a field, where you can see much.” the Pidgeotto turned away from Hope, nursing his wounded pride.

my-little-starr
01-03-2013, 04:15 AM
Isla, Flash, and Yuri (Leafeon, Flareon, and Pikachu)

Isla fought back a shiver as the temperature dropped slightly - no doubt it was Snowsong's doing - and she narrowed her eyes at the ice type.

"Yes, there's a problem," Snowsong growled as two Ice Shards formed and then she plunged them into the earth. "There's too many Pokemon in the world..."

As the Glaceon began to stalk away, the lone form of Poppy came trotting up to the three Eevee Evolutions. Poppy seemed somewhat uncomfortable as she glanced at them and tried to say what was on her mind.

"I, uh... know there was a little trouble before, but we should really stick together," she finally said.

Snowsong snorted. "Whatever."

Flash growled as the Glaceon walked away. He had never had problems with ice types before, but this Glaceon was really irritating.

Isla flicked her tail. "Ignore Snowsong, Poppy, she's got an attitude problem the size of a Snorlax."

Flash snorted out a laugh. "Nice o- ouch!"

Isla had slapped her tail on the cut on his leg in an attempt to shut up the Flareon before he could annoy her. It seemed to backfire, however, as the Flareon simply began to whine about how his leg hurt even more now, and how much of a meanie Isla was. With a roll of her eyes, the Leafeon was kind enough to let the Flareon lean against her as he limped with her back toward the main group. Deciding it best she tell him a little about everyone ahead of time, she quickly described about the group 'leader', Nightfang. The next one she explained about was Bladestrike, and she told Flash that if she ever caught him being mean to the Scyther, she'd give him a real injury to whine about. Next to she mentioned Yuri and Torin, the two Pikachu healers, before telling Flash about Poppy's brother, Chip.

"Whose the birdbrain?" he asked loudly as they walked up. "You never said there was a Pidgeotto in the group, Isla. Or a Sceptile."

"That's because I don't know them, idiot," she snapped, shoving him away. He stumbled slightly, carefully regaining his balance so he wouldn't fall over. "And what did I say about calling anyone in the group names?"

He snorted and looked around. He spotted yet another Pokemon Isla hadn't mentioned, a large half-breed Pokemon who looked to be a mix of a Meganium and a Aggron. He soon caught sight of one of the Healer Pikachu talking with the half-breed and began to hobble over, hoping the Pikachu - was that Torin or Yuri? - would be able to help.

...

"Calm down. I'm sure everythin' will be worked out, nice and easy." Aggranium grinned. "Ol' Grani here will make sure of that, yessir. No need for violence!" He clapped his claws together. "Cheer up...All of this anger isn't good for your health, and you're one of our healers. You gettin' sick would be bad, and I would really worry, I reckon. Everyone would." He opened his arms wide. "Want a hug?"

"No, thanks, Aggranium," Yuri muttered, still in a foul mood.

Her ears twitched as she heard Torin speaking of how everyone would have to be taken care of when they found enough supplies to do so and felt her own cheeks spark.

"And the sooner we get out of this fog the better!”

Shaking her head as he stalked off, Yuri have an irritated growl as well. Great, more injured had arrived in the form of Sy, Hope and Lifewing, and Torin was beginning to throw a fit.

"Um..."

Yuri turned to look at the Flareon hobbling over and felt her cheeks spark even more. "Oh great!" she growled. "Just fantastic!"

The Flareon blinked in surprise and Isla walked over next to him.

"Yuri, this is Flash, a..." Isla paused. "An acquaintance of mine from the Valley. Do you think you could patch up his leg?"

"Do I think I could?" she growled, and began mumbling to herself. "Sure! Do I have anything I could put on it to keep it from getting infected? Absolutely! I'll just go pull some berries out of the muck! Do I have anything to bind the wound with? Yeah, useless pieces of grass covered in swamp mud, which would only led to an infection as there is hardly any clean water!"

By the end of her tirade, her cheeks were sparking so furiously that Isla had to jump back when a spark hit the ground in front of her foot. The Leafeon was surprised that Yuri - calm, patient Yuri - was beginning to snap. She had never seen the Pikachu in this foul a mood, and it probably didn't help that many of the group were also in bad moods themselves.

Well, except for Aggranium.

Flash seemed surprised. Isla had said both Pikachu were rather kind, but having heard Torin's mutterings, and now seeing Yuri's breakdown, he wasn't so sure he needed a Healer anymore.

"Well, never mind them," he said, turning to hobble away. "Man, with her as a Healer, who needs enemies?"

Yuri let out a frustrated shout and stopped her tiny foot down in the swamp muck. Did these Pokemon not understand that they had extremely limited supplies? Plus, there was no way she would use anything in the swamp, she didn't trust that it wouldn't just make things worse by causing an infection. With her cheeks still sparking, she turned an stalked a good distance away from the group.


OOC: Mood swings much? Haha. Wow, newcomers are gonna be like 'What in the world are we getting into with this group?' xD

Chimchars Soulmate
01-03-2013, 09:50 AM
Sy shuddered slightly at Torin's apparent foul mood. Bad moods made Sy uncomfortable, also he felt guilty because he felt that everyone was getting huffy because they now had new people joining their group.

Sy watched Gladwing approach Nightfang.

"As I was venturing forth to say earlier... I was unable to secure us prey last night, but I did manage to find a bushel of these berries." He indicated the armful of fruit he carried. "They are mere Qualot berries, I'm afraid... They don't have medical use, but they should sustain us for a little longer."

Sy then watched Hope give Gladwing some more berries. At least no one will go with empty stomachs now. Sy then saw a Flareon approach the group which seemed to upset the other Pikachu.

"Oh great!" she growled. "Just fantastic!"

"Yuri, this is Flash, a..." Isla paused. "An acquaintance of mine from the Valley. Do you think you could patch up his leg?"

"Do I think I could?" Yuri growled, and began mumbling to herself. "Sure! Do I have anything I could put on it to keep it from getting infected? Absolutely! I'll just go pull some berries out of the muck! Do I have anything to bind the wound with? Yeah, useless pieces of grass covered in swamp mud, which would only led to an infection as there is hardly any clean water!"

Sy then jumped and backed away a few feet when Yuri shouted. He started to wonder if this was such a good idea. Everyone seemed to be in such a foul mood. Though it was understandable.

Then he remembered that Isla said that she and Flash were from the Valley. This surprised him slightly. He didn't think anyone but him got out alive. He certainly hadn't seen anyone from the Valley until now.

Scytherwolf
01-04-2013, 07:24 AM
Nightfang watched out of the corner of her eye as the gallade took a stance beside her. She braced herself, ready for a fight if it came to it. She may not be able to use most of her attacks well due to her injuries, but there were still a few she was sure she could manage...

However, before anyone made a move to attack, the sceptile explained that he and the pidgeotto were Valley pokemon. At this, Nightfang relaxed. Although she was still a bit suspicious, the injuries the pokemon sustained made their story seem far more likely. And the sceptile was old; certainly he couldn't be a pokemon belonging to the army. She let the fur lie flat on her back and tried to compose herself as the pokemon apologized.

“So," the sceptile said, "what we were going to ask, may we join your group? I’ll make sure Lifewing doesn’t attack you again. You have that as a promise.”

Nightfang looked the two over for a moment longer before nodding. "Yes," she replied. "As long as there are no more attempts to attack..." She shot the pidgeotto a stern glare. "...You may travel with us. Most of us were from the Valley as well, after all."

She paid little attention as Lifewing conversed with Torin, lost in her own thoughts. They had found more Valley pokemon than she had expected, but at the same time, it was a very small number. She wasn't sure how many total had made it out alive. She began to feel increasingly worried, wondering how many were out there and how far the survivors would have to go before they found a suitable resting place.

Chip's voice broke through her thoughts. “We should probably get moving," he told her, "if we’re going to reach the edge of the fog before nightfall. All this mist is dampening more than our moods.”

"You're right," she replied, looking over the group once again and raising her voice so they could all hear. "We've probably stayed too long already. Get ready to leave."

Bladestrike did not notice Gladewing's awkward response to him, still crouching down behind the other scyther he assumed must have been from his clan, or pack, or whatever it had been, in the valley. It did not occur to him that he could be an outsider. He watched as the younger scyther began talking about the berries he'd found, and that Nightfang paused to tell them they should eat on the way. Bladestrike looked at the berries and made a face of disgust. As hungry as he was, he hated the thought of having to eat something that came from a plant.

As he turned away, he noticed the form of a charmeleon nearby. He hadn't noticed this pokemon before, or at least he thought he hadn't, and slowly moved a bit closer, though not straying too far from the other scyther he was pretty sure was meant to protect him as a member of the same species. "Why are they leaving already?" he asked her, thinking, for some odd reason, that the charmeleon would know.

k_pop
01-04-2013, 08:55 AM
Chip, Poppy, and Torin
Furret twins and shiny Pikachu


Poppy watched Snowsong turn back towards the big tree’s clearing, the Glaceon’s icy attitude going beyond simply her type. It was difficult for Poppy to understand why she seemed so difficult with everyone. There had to be a reason. She looked at the Ice Shards that had been lodged in the soggy ground and gave a shiver. Not from the chill that was left in the air, but from the feeling of bitterness that suddenly washed over her.

“Ignore Snowsong, Poppy,” the Leafeon’s voice made her look up, “she’s got an attitude problem the size of a Snorlax.”

The new Flareon snorted at the comment before he was interrupted. The two Eeveons started back to the rest of the group as Isla described the Pokemon they had been traveling with. Glancing once more at the Ice Shards that were now starting to melt into the already wet ground, Poppy turned back to the clearing as well, trying to decide if there was some way she could talk to Snowsong without making her upset. When she returned to the big tree, it was easy to see that moods were decaying rapidly among everyone. The Furret stopped next to her bigger brother as Gladewing was explaining what he had found to Nightfang.

“So what’s been happening here?” she asked.

Chip shrugged. “Not much. I think things will be a lot better when we're out of this swamp.” He looked down at his sister and tilted his head. “Are you alright? You look worried.”

“I am.” She gave him a small smile. “There’s a lot to worry about, but I’ll be alright.”

He nodded and turned his attention back to the others when the old Sceptile spoke up, adding a few berries to those Gladewing had found.

“And I can help search for more food. Lifewing can as well once his burn's been healed. Then we'll also have an eye in the sky. If he doesn't get lost up there, of course.”

Chip could not help but chuckle at the comment, and Poppy tried to quiet a giggle of her own. The Pidgeotto however did not find the statement at all amusing.

“Get lost in my territory of the sky? That would be like getting lost in a field, where you can see much,” he retorted before turning away.

Stifling another chuckle at the obvious sarcasm in the response, Chip shook his head. “I don’t think he meant that to insult you.”

He was about to say more when Yuri’s low, angry voice caught his attention. Both he and Poppy watched in wonder. They had not yet known the Pikachu to be so upset except when defending Bladestrike or when she had a fever. Poppy quietly asked her brother if he thought that her fever might have come back, but he did not think was the issue. It was that place. Lack of proper rest and food was beginning to fray at everyone’s nerves. Yuri’s frustration climaxed with a shout as she moved away from the others. Speaking up to everyone, Nightfang said they should get moving, which Chip was happy to hear. Torin, however, was not really paying attention and had been studying the Flareon since he joined the group. The shiny Pikachu did not seem to be in any better spirits, and small sparks still crossed his cheeks from the moisture built up, but he appeared to be considering something as he walked up to Flash.

“A fire type...” He shot a quick glance at Embyr before looking back at the Pokemon in front of him. “Maybe you could help before we get moving. Can you hold your fire in all this moisture? More specifically, can you use an Ember attack to strengthen the flame on her tail?” he said, pointing to the weak, melancholy Charmeleon. “If anything at all can be accomplished in this murky place that might be it.”

Poppy looked at the young Riolu who had jumped at Yuri’s burst. “You can stick with us if you want to. This isn’t a great place to get separated. I don’t think I heard your name though. I’m Poppy and this is my brother Chip.” The Furret next to her smiled as they both started toward the edge of the big tree’s clearing.

Chimchars Soulmate
01-04-2013, 10:31 PM
Sy looked down at his feet and sighed sadly. He still missed his parents and older brother. He just couldn't believe he'll never see them again. the Riolu fought back the tears that threatened to re-emerge. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down then looked up at the murky sky, as if the solution to everyone's problems was up in the clouds. He sighed again.


I wish you were here Saf. It feels so weird without you.

"We've probably stayed too long already. Get ready to leave."

Sy tore his eyes away from the sky after Nightfang announced they would be leaving soon so Sy started towards the group. He smoothed out the tuft of hair on his head, trying to make himself look as presentable as possible like his mother always told him to do. although not easy when in poor conditions such as this. He gave up after his sixth try and had a look around. Sy noticed Bladestrike complaining to the Charmeleon about leaving. The young Riolu couldn't really blame him as he was nervous too. He also noticed Torin talk to the new Flareon about something but couldn't quite catch what he was saying through all the chatter. Sy then noticed the Furret twins glance at him.

“You can stick with us if you want to. This isn’t a great place to get separated. I don’t think I heard your name though. I’m Poppy and this is my brother Chip.”

Sy shuffled his feet shyly and spoke in his quiet voice.

"Th...thank you, I'm Symon....b..but you can....call me Sy....if you want."

my-little-starr
01-06-2013, 06:18 PM
(OOC: Thought I'd get in a quick post. I was going to wait until a couple more people posted, but I didn't think a short post would hurt anything, especially seeing as I won't be able to check again until Tuesday. Some people are coming to check out our internet. >.<)

Isla, Flash, and Yuri (Leafeon, Flareon, and Pikachu)

Yuri grumbled quietly to herself, arms crossed angrily, and glaring out across the swamp. She could still hear the chatter of the group behind and could say that she was very relieved to hear Nightfang say that the group she be moving on. It sounded like a good idea to her, she couldn't wait to get out of this swamp, where she would better be able to find things she and Torin would need - but something told her that would not be easy.

While Yuri was sulking off by herself, Isla decided to leave Flash on his own and walk over to introduce herself to the new additions, starting with the young Riolu who was talking to Poppy and Chip. She padded over slowly, making sure to stay in sight so he knew that she was coming. She didn't want to spook him by sneaking up on him - she'd made that mistake before, long before she'd joined with the group, and it had nearly gotten her attacked.

"Hello," she greeted as she finally stopped in front of them. "Welcome to the group, little one. My name is Isla."

Flash, meanwhile, was distracted when a Pikachu walked up to him. He knew it wasn't Yuri, but he was struggling to remember all the names of the Pokémon Isla had mentioned, as she had spoken pretty fast when mentioning everyone's names and as much as she knew about them. The male Pikachu was a healer like Yuri - Arceus, what was his name? Tyler? Thomas? No, Torin. That was it.

“A fire type...” The Pikachu shot a quick glance at Embyr before looking back at the Pokemon in front of him. “Maybe you could help before we get moving. Can you hold your fire in all this moisture? More specifically, can you use an Ember attack to strengthen the flame on her tail?” Torin said, pointing to the weak, melancholy Charmeleon. “If anything at all can be accomplished in this murky place that might be it.”

Flash glanced over at the Charmeleon, noticing the flame on her tail was rather small. Flash thought for a minute, he didn't know if he could help as he hadn't really tried to use his fire-type moves since reaching the swamp. He'd been too focused on traveling, and then he'd recognized Isla's scent and focused on finding her and the group.

"I'm not sure how much help it would be," Flash said finally, looking back to Torin. "I haven't tried using my fire moves since I entered the swamp as I had no reason to use them, but I can certainly try."

Grassy_Aggron
01-07-2013, 05:07 AM
(Still nothing for Re'zula. Trust me guys, I don't want them running into the group like everyone else in the swamp. I'm sure I'll think of some way to get them rolling. Re'zula is probably still complaining and well, no one likes to hear that, eh?)

Aggranium and Brokenstar
Currently: Swamplogged
Whole Lotta Talkin', Not a Lot of Walkin'

"No, thanks, Aggranium," the healer grumbled, turning away.

Aggranium frowned a little. Hrm, this will be a bit harder than I thought. But if I don't stay happy 'n goofy, no one else will. I can't let everyone else get sad, I reckon. There's too much of that from my experience. "Well okay then, but the offer will always be open!" Glancing around, he spied the figure of the Ice Type Eeveelution slinking back into the group, perhaps hoping to be unnoticed. Deciding that Yuri seeing her probably wasn't a good idea due to her still being aggravated, he quickly waddled his way over there - his heavy weight forcing him to do so in the muck - while keeping a big grin on his face.

And of course, the way he arranged his body was to prevent the angry Pikachu from seeing her, although with his bulk it wasn't a difficult task. "Snowsong, feelin' better with that little romp?" He kept his voice down within a normal range, not shouting in his jovial manner as usual. "You know, it's a bit ironic. You're an Ice Type but you seem to be a lil' bit of a hot head, huh?" He snickered. "Don't take it personally, I'm jus' jokin'. You seem like you could use some cheerin' up, 'n I specialize in that sort of thing. I dun think you are a bad Pokemon, I jus' think you are stressed. Why not talk about it? We could stick close to the group but far enough away not to be heard...we're goin' to be movin' soon after all." He was just trying to be helpful, but with any luck, perhaps, she would tell him. He wasn't necessarily an Outsider, but he wasn't exactly Valley either. He hovered in between the lines, welcome only on the fringes of that once peaceful place, and he dared not travel far beyond it despite all the pain it brought him.



Brokenstar, in the meantime, looked over Sy's wound, which thankfully did not seem as deep as she thought before. "While a berry would greatly help, I believe it will heal on its own given enough time. I am not a healer, child, but you appear to have gotten off quite lucky with your wounds. You are young and will heal quickly." He jumped at Yuri's snapping, and while incredibly nervous, thanked Poppy and Chip's hospitality when they greeted him. She had not spoken her name to him, but decided that it was to be a game as he was so obviously lost.

"Symon is a wonderful name, and one that is not too common. Cherish it always, for it should never be the mark of shame," she mused softly, before thinking. "As for my name, perhaps it shall be a little game. Tell me, Symon, what is the most notable feature an Absol has? The first portion of my name is based on what condition it is in. As for the second part of my name...What is always above us, even when we can no longer see them in the glare of the sun?" She tilted her head, knowing that the longer she could keep him preoccupied the better. "Combine those two together, and you shall have my name."

She heard the announcement they were leaving soon. "And my offer for you to get a ride is still open, child." Her wound was throbbing from its inability to heal in the environment, but she knew that trying to rest now was hopeless. Helping others, she was sure, would take her mind off its incessant aching and her own weary bones.

Chimchars Soulmate
01-07-2013, 11:38 AM
Sy was relieved that his wound wasn't too serious. Although it still hurt, but he knew better than to complain especially when someone was trying to help.

"Symon is a wonderful name, and one that is not too common. Cherish it always, for it should never be the mark of shame," she mused softly,

Sy looked down and nodded.

"O...okay."

Sy did always prefer his shorter name, but it didn't mean he was ashamed of his full name or even mean he hated it his brother always called him Sy so he had just gotten used to it and found himself preferring that name. He wasn't gonna argue if someone called him by his full name. He listened as Brokenstar continued.


"As for my name, perhaps it shall be a little game. Tell me, Symon, what is the most notable feature an Absol has? The first portion of my name is based on what condition it is in. As for the second part of my name...What is always above us, even when we can no longer see them in the glare of the sun?" She tilted her head, knowing that the longer she could keep him preoccupied the better. "Combine those two together, and you shall have my name."


Sy actually managed a small smile at this. It was his first smile in goodness knows how long however small. The Riolu xcanned the Absol and saw that her horn was broken.

Okay so I guess broken is the first part.

Sy then looked up at the sky, although invisible right now he knew that there were stars up there. Sy then combined the two words together.


Errm Brokenstars? Wait...maybe if I take the s off the end? Brokenstar? Yeah that sounds better.

"Err....Brokenstar...right?" he asked shyly, hoping he got it right. Although he has been told by his brother that he was quite good at guessing games. Sy wasn't sure though. Guessing games just take a little thinking power. He was sure that anyone could do it. Sy then noticed A pink Leafeon head towards him. Sy quite liked her her colour but didn't say anything as he was afraid he would offend her.

"Hello," she greeted as she finally stopped in front of them. "Welcome to the group, little one. My name is Isla."

"H..hi" said Sy. "I'm Symon..but call..." Sy stopped himself as he remembered what Brokenstar said. "Well I like Sy best..but call me whatever you want."

"And my offer for you to get a ride is still open, child." he heard Brokenstar say.


"Th...thanks for the offer." said Sy. "But I'll be okay."

Sy could clearly see that Brokenstar was hurting and didn't want to make it worse by riding on her even if he was exhausted. But didn't say anything, not wanting to hurt her pride or something. Sy then glanced at the Charmeleon and shyly went up to her.

"Y...you okay? We're heading off soon, can you stand?" he asked with concern.

One good quality about this young Riolu is that his concern for others when they're sad or hurt can easily override his shyness. He is a very sensitive and considerate Riolu.

OOC: Finally, I managed a long post! I'm so happy! Well long-ish

Sheepat
01-07-2013, 11:05 PM
OOC: I’m back from my trip xD

Hope and Lifewing

The Pokemon were introducing themselves to the newcomers. Lifewing grumbled as the burn on his back festered and tortured him. Hope had pushed aside his entrance as if it were nothing. He had wanted for his wound to be healed immediately by that Pikachu, but apparently there were no berries that could heal burns. Lifewing was getting resentful of listening to Hope about coming here. He looked at the Riolu, Symon, as a Leafeon named Isla introduced herself, as Symon guessed that old, accursed Absol’s name. So it was Brokenstar, eh?

“We’ve probably stayed too long already. Get ready to leave.”

The Mightyena, the apparent leader of the group, had barked this out suddenly, raising her voice. The Pidgeotto watched as Hope got up, shaking himself quickly to get his old bones ready for travel.

The Hope for Dawn looked at the Mightyena as she announced the call to leave. On one hand it would be hard to travel, but they needed food, and the fog was getting worse. Apparently the two Pikachu were actually quite kind, and seeing them nearly snap was a bad thing. Hope barked a quick order for Lifewing to get up, watching as the Pidgeotto took a moment to sigh, and then awkwardly get onto his feet, hobbling along. Deep down, Hope pitied the bird Pokemon for not being able to fly, to feel the wind on his face. But now was not the time for pity.

Hope looked at the Absol, Brokenstar. She was impossibly old, older than the Sceptile himself. And injured, to boot.

Hope limped over to the old Pokemon, his face showing no emotion as he looked at the ugly gash on her left shoulder..

“Are you in need, wise one?” Hope asked her.

Charmander009
01-08-2013, 01:07 AM
Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Giving out Berries?

“As you wish, ma’am!” Gladewing nodded as Nightfang informed him that they would eat on the go. And thus, like a dutiful Scyther, he stood by and held his arms out, inviting the others to come grab a berry while they prepared to leave. Yet the others weren’t too enthusiastic about it… Bladestrike pulled a face that looked like he would rather eat mud.

Still, Gladewing remained on task, ready to hand out the berries.



Embyr (Charmeleon)
Currently: ...

Bladestrike was the first to converse with Embyr, asking a rather innocent question. The seemingly empty creature just stared at him, however, not making any effort to reply. Others talked about her from a distance, but Embyr could neither hear nor acknowledge them.

The next to try to talk to her was dear Symon. His concern for her was touching, but again the Charmeleon made no reply. She couldn’t; the world around her was just a blur, endless and unfocused. Yet she sensed that it was time to move on, and so she shakily rose to her feet once more.



Snowsong (Glaceon)
Currently: Speaking with Aggranium

Snowsong slunk back into the group just in time to see these interactions with Embyr. The Glaceon sighed wearily, wanting to tell the others that it was no use. The only thing the Charmeleon had uttered was a stumbled form of her name; otherwise, she was a ghost—silent and aloof. Still, Snowsong made no effort to show herself, still broiling inside with irritation. She hovered at the edge of the group in hopes of remaining unnoticed.

Her wishes weren’t granted.

The big buffoon of the group—the mutant hybrid creature—stomped his way over to her. She scowled, knowing that his hulking mass would certainly draw everyone’s attention.

"Snowsong, feelin' better with that little romp?" Aggranium’s voice was noticeably toned down.

The Glaceon just stared at him with a look that read, “What do you want?”

"You know, it's a bit ironic. You're an Ice Type but you seem to be a lil' bit of a hot head, huh?" he joked, but Snowsong was hardly amused. She flicked her ears in annoyance. When she didn’t respond or laugh, he continued: "Don't take it personally, I'm jus' jokin'. You seem like you could use some cheerin' up, 'n I specialize in that sort of thing. I dun think you are a bad Pokemon, I jus' think you are stressed. Why not talk about it? We could stick close to the group but far enough away not to be heard...we're goin' to be movin' soon after all."

If Snowsong wasn’t so irritated, she might have appreciated Aggranium’s concern. But being the way she was, she wasn’t about to divulge anything.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” the Glaceon growled, glaring at the ground.

_____

(That last sentence... say it five times fast, I dare ya xD)

Grassy_Aggron
01-11-2013, 02:29 AM
Aggranium and Brokenstar
Currently: Interacting Yo
Still Talking, Still No Walking.

Sy stopped for a moment, thinking carefully. She could see the concentration as he tried to put the clues together. "Err....Brokenstar...right?" He mused, and was rewarded with a nod to confirm his suspicions. Upon being greeted by Isla, he shyly stated his name, although he added that he could be called whatever he wished after recalling what she had said. He also declined her offer for a ride, before going off to talk to the strange Charmeleon. Strange, or perhaps...lost. Not in body, but in soul. The poor dear...What happened to her? She redirected her attention to the old Sceptile with the unusual name as he limped over to her, but his face was but a mask as he looked her over.

“Are you in need, wise one?”

She thought for a few moments, thinking over her response carefully. "We are all in need. A new home, more food, healing...and happiness to blow away the gloom of what has happened. I am in no more need than another, and as much as I appreciate the concern, I would be saddened if my well-being was put before the well-being of a child. This is what happens when you try to talk sense into one who wishes to hear none of it, and instead relies on fear rather than insight." She clearly meant her wound, a treat from the very one who drove them out in the first place. She had the distinct feeling she had been spared on purpose, and next time, it would end differently. "And yet I still believe that there is justice in that stone heart, strong enough to shed the shackles of hatred that have blinded eyes that only see and cannot comprehend."

Brokenstar closed her eyes. "Please, if you have any help you can offer, help the young first. I may be old and wounded, but I can guarantee now is not the time for me to die. Soon, perhaps, but certainly not now."

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“There’s nothing to talk about,” Snowsong growled while practicing the ancient art of drilling the ground with her eyes.

"Nothin' to talk about, eh?" He couldn't help but rumble softly at this. "Let's be truthful here. I may not be the smartest 'round here, but I can tell yer lyin'. You reacted...so violently to Brokenstar-sama. That makes me think yer hidin' somethin'. Now I'm not askin' you to spill the beans, but I dun want you to react violently to everyone else. We're all in the same swamp, from the same problem. It dun matter how we got here, what matters is that we can all work together to survive." Aggranium stopped talking, thoughtful and somewhat vacant as he recalled a lesson he learned early on in life.

"...Not all Pokemon are the same. Just because someone is raised in a different area, or by a different Pokemon, dun make them dangerous or strange...Sometimes they're just...misunderstood."

Chimchars Soulmate
01-13-2013, 10:01 AM
Sy watched Embyr shakily stand up and instantly felt sorry for her. She looked like just an empty shell. Obviously she had suffered through alot, just like he did, and the other pokemon here. Sy made a silent resolve to keep an eye out for this Charmeleon. She defiantly needed someone to look out for her right now.

The young Riolu then watched Gladwing give out those berries. Sy already had some of those berries and the other pokemon were hungry too, so he decided not go and collect one. Sy then saw that Brokenstar was talking with The Hope for Dawn.

Curious name Sy thought to himself, he didn't dare say this out loud.

He noticed that the elderly Absol seemed deep in thought for a moment then she spoke.

Sy was quite awestruck by her words, he was impressed yet again by how wise she really was. Knowing that the group will be on the move at any moment now he turned back to Embyr.

"It's almost time to leave." he told her again gently. "Are you hungry? Gladwing has berries, I can get you one."

Sheepat
01-15-2013, 05:25 AM
OOC: Sorry for such a short post

Hope/Lifewing

“Please,” if you have any help you can offer, help the young first. I may be old and wounded, but I can guarantee now is not the time for me to die. Soon, perhaps, but certainly not now.”

“If you insist,” Hope whispered, looking away.

He remembered the days in the Valley, when he didn’t need to help anyone, but lived alone, with no home. Traveling around the Valley many times over in the 60-something years he had been alive. Those were the days, before that Arcanine had taken over.

Shaking himself from that happy vision, he nodded to the Absol, limping off as he prepared his old body for traveling.

Lifewing looked at the old Sceptile as Hope stretched a bit. What a strange creature. He needed to stretch to walk, yet quick as lightning caught him in a powerful grip. He turned to the healers. They were snapping under the pressure of having no supplies. Lifewing grimaced as the burn seared him a bit, but shrugged it off. He tried taking off, flapping his wings as he endured horrible pain, and finally landed, exhausted.

Stupid, he thought, waste all of your energy on a whim. He could hear these words, and more, coming from Brokenstar’s mouth. Muttering, he rested a bit, then got up. He realized he was hungry, so he went over to the Scyther with berries for food.

“I would like… an Oran berry, please,” the Pidgeotto said dejectedly.

Cobalt Shadow
01-15-2013, 06:24 AM
Cobalt stood by the sidelines. From what he gathered, alot of these people knew eachother, or at least travelled to the swamp together. He looked at the group and found Nightfang. Cobalt walked over to her

"So what is the plan now? I overheard people mentioning moving on?" he asked Nightfang.

k_pop
01-15-2013, 08:26 AM
OOC: Sorry if it seems like I'm ignoring anyone. Lots of stuff going on. ^^'

IC:


Chip, Poppy, and Torin
Furret twins and shiny Pikachu


The Riolu had introduced himself as Symon or Sy. Poppy and Chip both responded with a ‘nice to meetcha.’ Isla also introduced herself and Brokenstar gave him a puzzle to guess her name -which he accomplished rather quickly- then offered a ride if he was tired. Politely refusing, Sy went instead to check on the melancholy Charmeleon. Seeing his kindness toward Embyr made Poppy smile, though she could sense he was incredibly sad about something. It was not an unfamiliar feeling among the group that had lost so much. Looking around at all the Pokemon who were in such dismal spirits, the young Furret began to feel it was that place doing it to them.

“I think that the sooner we move, the better,” she admitted quietly.

Chip nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it looks like everyone’s bout ready to go. C’mon,” he said, jerking his head. “Let’s go find the firmest path out of here.” With a quiet acknowledgement, Poppy followed her brother to the edge of the mist, where the massive tree’s influence ended.

While everyone else was getting ready to move on, Torin was trying to find a way to help at least one Pokemon before heading back onto soggy ground. The shiny Pikachu watched the twins checking the area for the best place to walk as Flash was looking over at Embyr. The Charmeleon was trying to stand unsteadily. Flash looked a little unsure if he could really do anything and answered uncertainly after a moment.

“I'm not sure how much help it would be. I haven't tried using my fire moves since I entered the swamp as I had no reason to use them, but I can certainly try.”

Torin nodded. “Yeah, I can get that. But, I’d really appreciate if you did try before we get going. It will at least give her a little energy if she warms up. Her temperature is just too low for a fire type.” His cheeks sparked again from the moisture and he took a deep breath to keep from snapping again. “I’m sorry if I seem a little irritated. It’s just frustrating being round so many Pokemon who need help and not being able to do anything. My paws are itching to get to work...and there’s just nothing I can do. Could you...please, try to take care of that one thing?”

The shiny Pikachu glared at the ground, his paws clenched in frustration. He could not help thinking that his father would have been able to find a way to help everyone. He was a better healer and always seemed able to make the best of a situation. And here he was, unable to do a thing. If they did not make it out of this area soon, Torin did not know what would happen. If something happened to one of the other Pokemon because he could not help...

“Hey.” Chip had walked up and his sudden appearance had pulled Torin out of his reverie, making him jump. “Are you alright? Poppy said that you seemed upset.”

Torin looked over at the smaller Furret. She sat beside the edge of the clearing, looking more than worried. Torin’s brooding had caught her attention and she was afraid that he really was going to snap if he did not calm down quickly. He tried to reassure her with a smile, but was unable to do so. With a small sigh, the gold Pikachu nodded.

“I’m fine, just got worked up. Tell her I’ll be alright and I’ll catch up with you two in a minute.”

Chip gave a small grin. “Okay. Just take it easy. There’s only so much anyone would be able to handle in this place.”

He turned, trotting back over to report to his sister. Torin was left thinking that his friend had hit on exactly what he needed to hear. He muttered a quiet apology, turning back to Flash. He hoped that the Eeveon would be able to help.

Scytherwolf
01-15-2013, 03:03 PM
(No, it's fine!)


Nightfang watched the other pokemon, impatient to get moving. Seeing Gladewing offering the berries, she walked over to the scyther and muttered a small "thanks" before taking one herself and carring it with her as she trotted back in front of the group and turned around, hoping the pokemon wouldn't take long in getting ready.

Bladestrike, on the other hand, took one look at the berries and turned away in disgust, leaving Gladewing behind as he limped over toward Nightfang. He stopped before getting too close, but the mightyena still swept her gaze away from him.

"So what is the plan now? I overheard people mentioning moving on?" she heard someone asked, and looked toward Cobalt.

"Yes," she replied, setting her berry down, "we're leaving." She found it odd that Bladestrike had distracted her enough that she hadn't noticed the gallade approaching, and gave her head a small shake. She was tired, and her senses weren't as keen as they usually were. This worried her, considering they were about to head into unfamiliar territory. She took a deep breath. She needed to focus. Turning to the berry she dropped, she quickly picked it up again and hurriedly gulped it down before once again looking toward the group, waiting for them to gather behind her. She watched Torin and Poppy searching for a clear path, and felt a little better about the upcoming journey.

Bladestrike, however, was still extremely nervous. The amount of pokemon, whose names he kept forgetting, was overwhelming, and the goal of their journey was muddled and confusing to him. He couldn't quite remember what they were searching for. He guessed it was food, but he didn't want to go where they were going if all that was available was stuff that grew on plants. However, he didn't have much of a choice, and resigned himself to waiting until things became more clear.

Voices reached him and he turned, thinking for a moment that he could remember who they belonged to. He saw a shiny pikachu and a furret, but their names wouldn't come to him. He recognized the furret, however, and that made him feel a bit more at ease. He started to approach them, but the furret left to rejoin the second furret. He could tell the pikachu was worried about something, but he couldn't tell what. "Are...you all right?" he asked once he was close enough to the pokemon, not sure if he was one of the ones who knew who he was, but he hoped the pokemon would understand that he meant to be friendly if he didn't.

Cobalt Shadow
01-15-2013, 03:12 PM
(No, it's fine!)


Nightfang watched the other pokemon, impatient to get moving. Seeing Gladewing offering the berries, she walked over to the scyther and muttered a small "thanks" before taking one herself and carring it with her as she trotted back in front of the group and turned around, hoping the pokemon wouldn't take long in getting ready.

Bladestrike, on the other hand, took one look at the berries and turned away in disgust, leaving Gladewing behind as he limped over toward Nightfang. He stopped before getting too close, but the mightyena still swept her gaze away from him.

"So what is the plan now? I overheard people mentioning moving on?" she heard someone asked, and looked toward Cobalt.

"Yes," she replied, setting her berry down, "we're leaving." She found it odd that Bladestrike had distracted her enough that she hadn't noticed the gallade approaching, and gave her head a small shake. She was tired, and her senses weren't as keen as they usually were. This worried her, considering they were about to head into unfamiliar territory. She took a deep breath. She needed to focus. Turning to the berry she dropped, she quickly picked it up again and hurriedly gulped it down before once again looking toward the group, waiting for them to gather behind her. She watched Torin and Poppy searching for a clear path, and felt a little better about the upcoming journey.

Bladestrike, however, was still extremely nervous. The amount of pokemon, whose names he kept forgetting, was overwhelming, and the goal of their journey was muddled and confusing to him. He couldn't quite remember what they were searching for. He guessed it was food, but he didn't want to go where they were going if all that was available was stuff that grew on plants. However, he didn't have much of a choice, and resigned himself to waiting until things became more clear.

Voices reached him and he turned, thinking for a moment that he could remember who they belonged to. He saw a shiny pikachu and a furret, but their names wouldn't come to him. He recognized the furret, however, and that made him feel a bit more at ease. He started to approach them, but the furret left to rejoin the second furret. He could tell the pikachu was worried about something, but he couldn't tell what. "Are...you all right?" he asked once he was close enough to the pokemon, not sure if he was one of the ones who knew who he was, but he hoped the pokemon would understand that he meant to be friendly if he didn't.

Cobalt noticed something was strange. Mightyena were known for their superior sense. Yet twice Cobalt had managed to sneak up on her. She must be tired.

"When I evolved prematurely and became this, I lost the ability to use my Psychic attack. But I still have Telepathy. I can tell when pokemon are nearby. It is obvious you are tired, and when those thugs knocked me out, I got plenty of rest. Why don't you take a break? I will keep an eye out for any unfamiliar presences, and let you know the moment I find anything suspicious. From what I have gathered, you are their leader, but that doesn't mean you need to kill yourself doing so." Cobalt said to her.

my-little-starr
01-15-2013, 06:27 PM
(OOC: Meh. I hate when I make short posts. Dx)

Yuri, Isla, and Flash (Pikachu, Leafeon, and Flareon)

Isla sighed and got to her paws, heading over to the young Scyther - Gladewing, she believed was his name - and paused for a moment to examine the berries he had. With a glance over her shoulder at Yuri, the Leafeon let a memory from her life in the Valley wash over her. A memory of when she would go looking for berries with her mother, how she would use her tail to pluck off some of the higher ones and toss them into the whatever they were using to carry them.

"Yuri!" she called.

The Pikachu gave an irritated sigh and turned to her. "What?"

"Catch," Isla said simply, wrapping her tail around one of the Qualot berries and tossing it in the air. As it came back down, she smacked it with her tail and sent it sailing toward the Pikachu, who had to jump up to catch the berry.

Yuri held the Qualot berry in her tiny paws and smiled a little. "Thanks, Isla."

Isla shrugged and picked up a berry for herself, walking a short distance away from the Scyther to sit down and eat before the group would move on. As she ate, she watched Flash nod to the shiny Pikachu and walk over to the noticeably weak Charmeleon that was among the group.

Yuri, however, was still staring at the berry in her paws. With a quick glance around, she caught sight of Aggranium talking to Snowsong and sighed. She felt kind of bad for being rude to the him earlier when he was only trying to cheer her up. Her tail glowed white and hardened as she tossed the berry into the air and swung around, slicing the berry in half before ending her Iron Tail attack. Holding the two halves of the berry, she walked over to the pair.

"Here, Aggranium, you want this half?" she asked, holding out the second half of the berry.

Flash approached the Charmeleon slowly. He had seen others try to talk to her with little success, but he didn't seem to mind much and stopped in front of her.

"Hey, my name is Flash," he introduced. "Listen, the flame on your tail is really weak, so I'm going to try and strengthen it a bit with my ember attack, is that alright?"

Dragotech
01-15-2013, 11:44 PM
Name: Elise
Species: Grovlye
Location: A swamp
Currently: Hungry, Thirsty, and kinda Scared

Elise rose to her feet. The Grovyle had not seen many Pokemon since the attack on the valley. She was used to lonliness, but this lack of Pokemon was absurd to her. She began to walk onward. Her stomach complained at every step. She looked down at the bog water. She was almost tempted to try the unflowing, stagnant liquid. She looked around to see if there was anything at all edible. To her dissapointment there was nothing she could actually eat and expect not to see later.

She thought she heard a noise. Her head darted from side to side as she looked around. She forced herself to calm down seeing that it was just a Poliwag splashing into the water. She continued to walk. She felt as if she was being watched, but with her odd coloration, it wouldn't surprise her if she was being watched. She just hoped that any prying eyes would not be less than friendly.

Name: Malachi
Species: Salamence
Location: Swamp
Currently: Not exactly confortable

Malachi had crash landed into the swamp. He was pleased that his dream to fly was finally fullfilled, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the collision into the mud. He did not particularly like mud. He instantly found he preferred flying because his legs were still quite banged up by that Hydreigon. He sat and rested his wings. Ater a quick rest he took the sky once more. Once more he found himself crashing into the mud again. He rested his wings once again, and he flew once again.

k_pop
01-19-2013, 09:45 AM
(OOC: A quick post. Partly to answer Bladestrike, but mostly filler cause I felt like it. ^^ Hopefully there's no typos, cause I'm too tired to check. =P)

IC:


Chip, Poppy, and Torin
Furret twins and shiny Pikachu


Walking up to his sister, Chip offered a smile. “You were right. He seemed a little upset, but calmed down as soon as I called him on it. He says he’ll be alright.”

Poppy looked at the ground, frowning. “I just had this feeling...like he was about to burst.”

She had sensed the brooding that was building up inside her friend and though she was not sure what it was about, knew that it could not be good. There was so much anger, helplessness, fear...and something else she just could not put her paw on. As soon as she realized the feeling was coming from Torin, the Furret began to worry. The Pikachu was only older than Chip and Poppy by a season, and he had never handled so many types of wounds on his own before. At home, he was still learning and was only allowed to take care of minor injuries without his father nearby. Here he suddenly had pressure laid on him from the first day they left home. Everyone was looking to the young Pikachu to help with their wounds. Now with no supplies, he had to sit idle for the first time since they started traveling...and the pressure was mounting. Poppy heaved a sigh and looked at her brother.

“I dunno how else to explain it, Chip. I could just feel him simmering to the point of bursting.”

“You could really feel that?” Chip tilted his head like he always did when thinking. After a moment, he gave his twin sister a small smile. “Well, if you start to feel it again, lemme know, okay? And try not to worry too much. Torin hasn’t been himself much since we got to this place. He’s used to taking care of others and there’s not much he can do here, so it’s probably getting to him.”

The smaller Furret looked pensive. “I hope you’re right. Do you think he’ll feel better if we get outta here?”

“Absolutely,” he said. Noticing that she still did not look certain, he gave a tug on Poppy’s scarf. “And don’t forget, he’s family. We watch out for him like we watch out for each other, right?”

Poppy giggled a little when Chip pulled on her scarf. She looked over at their friend who was watching Flash go up to the Charmeleon. The twins and Pikachu had been a trio ever since she could remember. Torin’s grandmother had raised the Furret from kits. Through thick and thin they had been together. Getting in and out of trouble, playing and arguing...just like family. Torin had always looked out for her almost as much as Chip. While the twins would always be a little closer, Torin could not be any closer even if he were related by blood. The small Furret smiled.

“Yeah,” she nodded. “Just like family.”


The shiny Pikachu was glad when Flash agreed to try helping Embyr. He heard Nightfang say that they were leaving and hoped that the Flareon’s assistance would make a difference quickly. While watching the two fire-types, Bladestrike approached him, nervously asking if he was alright. The Scyther’s uncertainty was still concerning to the healer as he realized that head wound, while it might have been slowly healing on the outside, was still deeply affecting Bladestrike.

Still, Torin nodded. “I’m fine, Bladestrike. Just irritated at the swamp. I’ll be glad to get out of here.” He could not bring himself to raise his mood for the Scyther and sighed. “You’ll be glad to get out too, I promise. It’ll be a lot easier to walk when we’re out of the muck.”

And maybe I’ll be able to find some things to help everyone, he thought to himself. The whole situation was just getting to be overwhelming.


“Hey, guys,” Chip called. “I think we found some firm ground to get moving on.”

Standing at the edge of the clearing, the Furret watched as his sister walked further out -within sight- to make sure there was a path and not just a patch of solid ground near the massive tree’s roots. It seemed that the firm ground would continue for enough of a distance to at least get them started. From there, they would have to be careful not to follow anything that would turn them away from their direction. Following a twisting path would be a sure way to get off-course.

Dragotech
01-20-2013, 03:21 AM
Name: Elise
Species: Grovyle
Location: Swamp
Currently: Being nervous and stealthy

Elise continued on her way. The soft ground beneath her feet was almost pleasant. The fact they kept sinking was not pleasant at all. The continued complaining of her stomach was of great nuisance to her.

She walked onward feeling the presence of eyes that were unseen. She noticed signs of a group passing. They left an obvious enough trail for even the novice tracker. The odd trail drew her attention. She followed it through the swamp.

After a while of sneaking just off of the trail. She spotted the group. She watched from a distance. She was nervous about the group. She wasn't sure she wanted to approach. They didn't look like enemies, but she wasn't sure if they were friendly, and being albino didn't make her any more confident. She could still hear her nagging stomach, and she hoped that no one else could.

Name: Malachi
Species: Salamence
Location: the sky above the swamp
Currently: Flying

Malachi was on the wing. His landing had slightly improved. It was still unpleasant, but the mud did help shield himself from too much damage. He was also beginning to improve with flying in general. He was able to fly longer as he began to understand the proper way to actually fly.

From the sky he spotted a group of Pokemon. He circled the group for a short period of time. He circled and slowed. He decided to land into the general area inside of the group. He doubted there hostility. Few of them seemed ready for a fight, and if need be he figured he had a fair chance of holding his own because of his size he knew by now they should have noticed him. He half-crashed half-rolled on the firmer ground. He managed to end on his legs, so he decided it was a complete failure of a land.

He looked around sizing up the group around him. He noticed a Riolu that he landed next to. He nearly crushed it and figured he probably scared it. He spoke to it, "Sorry." He looked acknowledging the group, "Sorry for crashing in on you, but I recently lost my home and seek companions."

Cobalt Shadow
01-20-2013, 03:42 AM
As Cobalt talked about his telepathy, he felt someone nearby. An unknown presence. Watching the group. He looked towards where he could feel them, then walked over. He couldn't see the pokemon but they were definitely there.

"Come out. I know you are there. We are peaceful if you mean us no harm. We won't hurt you." He shouted into the trees of the swamp.

Sheepat
01-20-2013, 06:04 AM
Hope and Lifewing

The Salamence landed with a thud, nearly crush Symon to death. Lifewing smirked inwardly at that. As the great dragon apologized, the Pidgeotto’s quick, small eyes noticed that its legs were injured, and its wings weren’t as developed as a true, adult Salamence. But it could fly nonetheless.

“At least you can fly,” Lifewing said bitterly, painfully gesturing at the wings of the Salamence, “Well, what a happy group we’re turning out to be.” He laughed at this, but it was completely humorless.

As he glared at the blue, injured creature, that great dragon that bore signs of recent battle, maybe even torture, a memory from the bygone age of the Valley tugged at the Pidgeotto.

The young Pidgey looked down as the half a dozen Bagon hurled themselves down to the earth from the tall cliff where his clan resided.

“Now then, young Soul-Flyer,” the ancient, fluffy Altaria said, “Tell me why these small dragons willingly challenge death.”

Lifewing stared at his mentor, this graceful-necked blue bird, with wings like the clouds.

“They are foolish creatures, wishing for something they are not. Look at them,” the small Pidgey’s face seemed to curl itself into disgust, “They only have those stubby arms. It is lucky their heads are like rocks. Their brains are addled enough.”

“That is true,” the old Altaria said, “But notice their evolution, the Shelgon. They are like a cocoon, until their soul says it is time to change into a dragon. The Salamence, one of the most powerful creatures in the Valley. These Bagon should be role models to you, Lifewing. They work tirelessly for their goal, never resting long enough to get comfortable. The Grip of Sloth will be a terrible time, Lifewing. Remember the Bagon when you must fulfill your role as Soul-Flyer.”

Sighing, Lifewing turned away from his long stare of the Salamence, walking away.

The Hope for Dawn had noticed the signs of someone stalking them. The flash of white indicated that the stalker wasn’t exactly camouflaged. It was very easy to sneak up behind this new pre-evolution, an albino Grovyle who had crimson leaves instead of the usual dark green. Scars ran down her body, but they seemed more recent compared to the old Sceptile’s ancient wounds.

“Being white isn’t exactly an advantage,” the Sceptile whispered, just loud enough that he knew the Grovyle could hear, “An advisable plan would be to cover oneself in mud. Now, I could break your neck now, but I have decided to be kind. The weakness of being old,” Hope snorted at this, “Now then, why are you here, albino?”

The Gallade, Cobalt, was shouting for the Grovyle to come out. Holding her tightly, he dragged her out of her hiding place, facing the Gallade.
“Yelling out is not exactly a good idea, friend. It’s easy to track us as it is. This young Grovyle here must still explain herself. That Salamence could’ve easily been a monster, here to attack us.”

Cobalt Shadow
01-20-2013, 06:26 AM
As Cobalt shouted into the trees at what looked like nothing, the ancient Sceptile stood out from the haze, holding a white Grovyle.

“Yelling out is not exactly a good idea, friend. It’s easy to track us as it is. This young Grovyle here must still explain herself. That Salamence could’ve easily been a monster, here to attack us.” said the Sceptile.

The grovyle was getting paler by the second. She was panicking.

"Please let go of her. She looks like the is going to faint." Cobalt said to the Sceptile. "If she does mean us harm, which I don't think she does, I will stop her myself."

Cobalt noted her age. She didn't look much younger than him. Cobalt was 19, but since he evolved early, and unnaturally, he looked like he was in his late 20s.

The grovyle was breathing faster and faster. Cobalt wasn't surprised, being snuck up on, and dragged out into a group of potential enemies isn't the most fun experience a pokemon can have.

"Please try and be calm. This can't be good for you. I don't want to hurt you." Cobalt said...

Dragotech
01-20-2013, 10:49 AM
Name: Elise
Species: Grovyle
Location: swamp
Currently: ...

Elise was shocked that someone had already noticed her. "Come out. I know you are there. We are peaceful if you mean us no harm. We won't hurt you." She looked for the Pokemon this voice belonged to. She spotted a Gallade of odd coloration. She could relate to have strange colors. She was not entirely sure she believed him, but she was contemplating and even preparing to leave her hiding place. That was until she heard a voice behind her. "Being white isn't exactly an advantage." It was almost a whisper. She was startled and paralyzed by fear. She heard something vague about mud. She did hear, "I can break your neck now..." Beyond that her panic was too great to hear any more. She could feel that she was dragged from her hiding place. Her body was locked. She was unable to speak, hear, or move. She soon found breathing difficult. She no longer could identify where she was. The world was black.

She was hanging limp in the Sceptile's grip. She was no longer conscious.

Name: Malachi
Species: Salamence
Location: Swamp
Currently: In the group with a raised eye ridge

"At least you can fly." Malachi raised an eye ridge. He guessed by the words and gesture that this creature was having some difficulty getting into the air. “Well, what a happy group we’re turning out to be.” He raised both ridges and shook his head in minor confusion. He honestly was not sure what he meant by this.

He stood and stared for a short period of time before hearing, "That Salamence could’ve easily been a monster, here to attack us.” He looked in that direction. "I can hear you," he spoke simply. He continued to find this group strange. It is not often you see a Sceptile holding up a Grovyle. He didn't even bother to acknowledge the color. He continued to be in this somewhat confused attitude.

Cobalt Shadow
01-20-2013, 11:10 AM
Cobalt

Then the Grovyle went still. Cobalt walked over to the Hope of Dawn, and took the oddly coloured Grovyle, laying it on the ground. He felt for a pulse.

"She is just a kid. Her heart is racing, the stress must have gotten to her." Cobalt said.

He closed his eyes and attempted to remember what his mother taught him when he was young. As a Gardevior, she could detect the emotions of others. Cobalt inherited this gift. He placed his hand over her head, and felt immense fear and panic. He was right. She was scared of them. She meant no harm.

"Leave her for a little bit. Question her when she wakes up though, just to be safe." Cobalt said walked over to a tree and sat against the trunk.

Chimchars Soulmate
01-20-2013, 11:15 AM
While Sy was waiting for Embyr's response, although doubted he'd get one he heared a thump he behind him and something or someone brush against his fur. With a yelp he jumped back and looked behind him to see a Salamence. The Riolu shook violently at realization that this Salamence very nearly flattened him. The Salamence apologized then turned to the group.

"Sorry for crashing in on you, but I recently lost my home and seek companions." he announced.

Sy suddenly felt bad for him.

How many lives did that Arcanine ruin? he thought to himself.

Then Colbalt suddenly shouted out.

"Come out. I know you are there. We are peaceful if you mean us no harm. We won't hurt you."

Sy looked in the direction Colbalt was looking and saw Hope dragging out a white terrified looking Grovyle.

Sy assured Embyr he'd be back then rushed to Hope.

"D...don't hurt her. Please." he said shyly. "My Aura senses says she's really scared."

Sy then noticed that those aura waves faded and figured that the poor Grovyle had fainted.

Sy's first thought was to get Torin or Yuri, but after witnessing them nearly lose their heads he felt too nervous to do so. He knew that they were leaving soon though so he had to find someone who could help. Deciding that Torin seemed less likely to burst he slowly and shyly walked towards him as Colbalt placed the Grovyle on the ground.

"I...I'm sorry, I know we have to leave soon, and I know you don't have anything to work with...but there's a Grovyle over there..and..I think she fainted." Sy quickly stepped back as if expecting Torin to lash out at him.

Charmander009
01-22-2013, 06:34 AM
(Ahhhhhh, so far behind D:)

Gladewing (Scyther)
Currently: Saying Hi

Lifewing approached Gladewing, asking for an Oran berry, but before the Scyther could tell him he didn't have any...

Well, lots of new faces showed up. Gladewing glanced around, feeling confused by the sudden influx of strangers. It was all well and good that the valley Pokemon were getting together, but he wondered if he would be able to keep everybody straight. A little drama was passing between the group, since everyone was being wary. It was natural in a situation like this, but Gladewing hoped things wouldn't get too out of hand.

He needed to make sure everyone got a snack, at least. But now he was a bit concerned--looking down at this bushel of berries, he wondered if there was enough for everyone.

Gladewing gazed across the group to where Bladestrike stood with Torin. The older scyther had come to him earlier, but didn't take any of the berries. He knew that they probably wouldn't be that appetizing to his kind, but... Bladestrike should get some nutrition in him. Mentally biting his lip, Gladewing wandered over to the duo.

He stared at Bladestrike, trying to formulate something to say to him... but he chickened out in the end. Instead, he turned to Torin--who seemed to be rather upset.

Just then, Sy walked up and told the Pikachu about the Grovyle. Gladewing knew that Torin probably wouldn't like this news, and so the Scyther gently volunteered, "Torin, is there anything I can do to help?"


Embyr (Glaceon)
Currently: ...

After Symon left, Embyr was approached by one of the newcomers--a brightly-colored fox with long fur. The Charmeleon slowly turned to him and blinked as he introduced himself as Flash.

"Listen, the flame on your tail is really weak, so I'm going to try and strengthen it a bit with my ember attack, is that alright?"

Embyr stared for a bit before her head sank slightly. Perhaps... this was a nod?


Snowsong (Glaceon)
Currently: Talking with Aggranium

Snowsong turned to Aggranium sharply, "Then what do you have to say about Firestorm? Was he not dangerous? Was he not misunderstood? Don't patronize me, Aggranium. You don't understand."

Just then, they were interrupted by Yuri, who was bringing Aggranium a berry. Snowsong glared at her balefully before letting her eyes wander back tot he group.

"Great," she growled as she saw new strangers. "More Pokemon..."

Scytherwolf
01-24-2013, 05:01 PM
Nightfang turned at the sound of Cobalt's words. At first, she was inclined to argue, but in the end, she realized he was right. She needed to concentrate on getting everyone moving; she couldn't expect herself to be able to constantly look out for danger at the same time. "Good idea," she admitted, and then after a moment added, "Thanks."

“Hey, guys,” Chip called, diverting her attention to the furret. “I think we found some firm ground to get moving on.”

"That's great!" she called in relief, glad that they wouldn't have to struggle through more deep mud, at least not yet. She watched Poppy testing the new-found path and concluded that it seemed to go on at least for a little while. It would be a good way to get a head start. "Everyone!" she called out, facing the others, "We-"

Before she had much of a chance to register what was happening, another strange pokemon arrived, a salamence, but even as she got ready for a fight, it became clear that this was another lost Valley pokemon. She was a bit shocked, having not expected that there would still be this many stragglers. "If you're from the Valley," she began, quite certain that he was, "you can join us. We're traveling to-"

She didn't get far before another strange event took place, and Hope seemed to have found a grovyle, one with an odd coloring Nightfang hadn't seen before. Seeing his rough treatment of the pokemon, Nightfang's fur stiffened. "Now, just wait a minute-"

Cobalt was also trying to speak to the sceptile, but to the mightyena's surprise, the grovyle fainted in Hope's grasp. Feeling her anger rising a bit, she let loose a growl and stepped toward the sceptile. "What did you do that for?" she cried. "You should at least wait to see if a pokemon is hostile before..." She mentally shook herself, knowing that getting angry wasn't going to get them anywhere, and she could understand how some of the others felt. She was nervous of the strange pokemon appearing as well, and she had to remind herself that even with their injuries, her group still had the advantage. "Listen," she continued, her voice calmer, but with an edge of urgency to it, "we have to move. Is there anyone who can help this grovyle?" She turned to sweep her gaze across the others briefly before heading toward the path the furret had found. "We need to go this way. We need to get as far as we can before nightfall." She hoped the group would understand and follow, because they couldn't afford to waste any more time.


Bladestrike watched as the pikachu nodded. “I’m fine, Bladestrike," he said. "Just irritated at the swamp. I’ll be glad to get out of here. You’ll be glad to get out too, I promise. It’ll be a lot easier to walk when we’re out of the muck.”

"I hope so..." Bladestrike sighed. He took a good look at the pikachu, trying to figure out if he remembered him, but everything seemed so muddled that he couldn't be sure. He shook his head, feeling a bit overwhelmed by it. "Will there be food where we're going?" he asked. "Real food?"

As soon as the commotion with the salamence and albino grovyle occured, a look of panic crossed Bladestrike's face and he darted behind the pikachu, not that the pokemon's comparatively small body did much to hide him. He watched the scene with wide, frightened eyes, unsure what to make of it. He was only distracted when he noticed the other scyther, the one he figured must know him from the valley.

"Torin, is there anything I can do to help?" the other scyther asked.

"What's going on?" Bladestrike shouted to the other bug type, still casting confused gazes around the area as he shakily approached, still looking nervously around.

"Bladestrike, leave them alone!" he heard Nightfang cry out in an irritated voice as she stood near the firmer path of ground, waiting for the others to follow her once the grovyle had gotten help. "They're trying to do something important!" She lashed her tail, anxious to keep going.

Bladestrike just stared at her in confusion for a moment until he slowly backed away, moving behind Torin again and out of Gladewing's way. He figured that whatever was happening, he might not be able to get a straight answer soon, and resigned himself to waiting. He hoped that soon, things would become more clear.

Grassy_Aggron
01-31-2013, 12:56 AM
(Yeah at this point I was just like "Brokenstar blegh". Lol.)

Aggranium and Brokenstar
Currently: Helping Out or Discussing
Swamp, no Swampert. Logic wut.

The Glaceon turned to the hybrid quickly, voice irritated and quite venomous. "Then what do you have to say about Firestorm? Was he not dangerous? Was he not misunderstood? Don't patronize me, Aggranium. You don't understand."

"Dangerous? Aren't we all dangerous when we need to be?" he retorted calmly. "As for misunderstood...I think he could be, yes. We dun know what made him into what he is...an' no Pokemon ever starts off inherently evil. You'd be surprised what experience can do to someone. I'm sure he was really nice when he was younger, but then somethin' happened to change him. Made him mean." He frowned. "I ain't patronizin', Snowsong. I may not be the smartest one in the group, I reckon, but...I understand how hurt someone can be by events more than most. I could have turned out just like him."

Turning away with that ever so slightly somber remark, he noted Yuri approaching. "Here, Aggranium, you want this half?" she stated, holding out half a berry. He grinned a little at this, although such a tiny morsel wouldn't hold him over for long.

"I appreciate it Yuri, but I think you should eat it. I can go a while without food bein' bigger and all. You're our healer, and smaller to boot; we can't let you get sick. Is that okay?" Even though he was stating his mind, it still worried him and he didn't like telling anyone what to do. He hoped she would listen to him.

As for Brokenstar, she watched everything that was happening with silent eyes.

Dragotech
02-02-2013, 05:03 AM
Name: Elise
Species: Grovyle
Location: Swamp
Currently: Coming to... and a little scared

Elise's red eyes began to open slowly. A world of color opened around her. It was all blurred and she could see very little, but the color. Her eyes fluttered open and shut as her view became less blurred. Soon she could see she was somewhat outnumbered. Even though most of them seemed smaller, they were still frightening. She quickly curled into a ball and observed from between the leaves on her arm. They did not seem hostile, so she tried to relax. She had to put effort into it, but she pushed herself upright and sat on her haunches. She opened her mouth but could not find the courage to speak and therefore closed her mouth with a slight blush of embarrassment. She observed with timid eyes. Her body quivered like a leaf. She was unsure and flinched at the slightest movement.

Name: Malachi
Species: Salamence
Location: Swamp
Currently: Being a bit less confused

Malachi stood somewhat confused, "If you're from the Valley, you can join us. We're traveling to-" He took interest in the statement and locked onto the source. A Mighteyenna was speaking. He was preparing to speak, but the Mighteyenna's attention was drawn to the fainted Grovyle. He stood in silence watching as events unfolded. It seemed that the fainted Grovyle was recieving some sort of treatment. He doubted that shock therapy would not work, but they must have done something right because that albino roused and curled up into the fetal position. It stayed like that for a moment. It decided to leave that less dignified position. It sat on its haunches and seemed to look around shyly. It seemed to quiver. Perhaps from fear or some ailment or maybe a combination of the two. He shook his head. He walked feeling pain from his bitten legs. He said to the Mighteyenna, "Yes, I am from the valley."

my-little-starr
02-03-2013, 06:40 AM
OOC: Blech. Shorter than I wanted. Sorry for the long wait guys. ^^;

IC:

Yuri, Isla, and Flash (Pikachu, Leafeon, and Flareon)

Yuri smiled up at Aggranium before noticing the stare Snowsong gave her. The Pikachu happily ignored the moody Glaceon, returning her attention to Aggranium.

"Alright," she said. "I -"

"Bladestrike, leave them alone!" Nightfang cried out in an irritated voice as she stood near the firmer path of ground. "They're trying to do something important!"

Yuri glared at Nightfang. "He just asked a question!"

The Pikachu huffed and walked away from Aggranium and over to Bladestrike. She quickly ate her berry so she could focus more on matters at hand, but it was nice to get some food in her belly. She noticed how Bladestrike had hidden behind Torin when the commotion began and almost laughed. It was like a Mamoswine trying to hide behind a Rattata - it just didn't work. He eventually moved toward Gladewing when the other Scyther approached Torin.

"Calm down, Bladestrike, everything's okay," she said as cheerfully as possible.

...

It was too much happening at once. It made Isla slightly nervous when the Salamence landed, even after he announced he was he had recently lost his home and was seeking companions. She relaxed a bit when he confirmed Nightfang's suspicion about being from the valley and sighed softly. It was just moments before he said this that an albino Grovyle was found. Isla wasn't sure what had happened, but she had seen the Grovyle faint and then regain consciousness again.

The Pokemon seemed frightened and she slowly stepped forward, taking in how the Grovyle was shaking and watched with frightened eyes.

"You're among friends here," she said softly to the Grovyle. "My name is Isla, what's your name?"

The Leafeon focused on the newcomer though in the corner of her eyes she watched as Flash spoke to Embyr who seemed to nod before the Flareon opened his mouth and used a small ember attack on the Charmeleon's tail flame.

Cobalt Shadow
02-03-2013, 09:10 AM
When Eclipse becomes Shadow, it is similar to Midna in Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess.
Eclipse

Eclipse wandered through the swamp, unsure of where to go. He hadn't seen any pokemon in days, but still couldn't help but feel nervous in this place. He only wanted one thing. To find his father. He didn't know why, but only that he wouldn't be at peace until he found him.

Eclipse stopped when he heard voices. Eclipse ran towards the shade of one of the trees, and dived into it, becoming one with the shadow. He moved towards the source of the voices, moving from the crossing shadows of one tree to another. until eventually he found them. A large group of pokemon.

They were scattered all over the clearing, and most of them had a few injuries. He heard some of them mention the valley. Did something happen after he left?

Wanting to learn more, Eclipse looked for a pokemon whose shadow he could hide in. He knew that the area around him went cold as a Shadow, which could give away his position, no thanks to his Glaceon heritage. Eventually he found the perfect shadow to hide in. That of the sour looking Glaceon*. The area around her will already be cold. He could blend in well.

Eclipse moved to the shadow of the tree closest to her, then waited for the wind to blow the tree. When that happened, the shadows would intersect, and he would safely move to it without being burnt by the sun, or being seen as the shadow that shouldn't be there.

After a few minutes, the winds blew, and Eclipse moved to the Glaceons shadow, listening in, hoping to find out what happened to his home, and hoping they wouldn't find him.

*(OOC Sorry char, thats just the impression I got from Snowsong XD)

Cobalt
Cobalt sat by the tree trunk. After a few minutes, the grovyle woke up, still terrified. But something else caught his attention.

As Cobalt closed his eyes, he felt an unfamiliar presence. After a few minutes, he managed to pinpoint it to a location. Behind the Glaceon. He opened his eyes, and looked over at the Glaceon, where this presence was supposed to be, but nobody was there. He closed his eyes again. There was no doubt there was someone there, but were they invisible.

Cobalt watched for the next few minutes, until he saw something that made him grin slightly. Something seemed to move between the shadow of the tree and the Glaceon. Whoever was there seemed to be hiding in her shadow.

Cobalt closed his eyes again, and focused on that presence. He then concentrated on a few words, and attempted to converse with the shadow pokemon telepathically.

"That's a cool party trick" Cobalt said, still linked with the mind of the pokemon.

"Who found me?" Cobalt heard the pokemon think to itself as it started to panic.

"Calm down. I am over by the tree trunk. Just think what you want to say. Who are you? What are you?" Cobalt asked.

"My name is Eclipse. I am an Umbreon. I left the Valley a few weeks ago, and found everyone here injured, and talking about the Valley. I want to find out what happened there. Please don't give me away, I don't think they would appreciate me eavesdropping" thought the shadow.

"It was attacked by some Army. We are the survivors. Don't worry, I will keep you a secret." Cobalt thought. He opened his eyes, and grinned at his new friend, that nobody else knew was there.

k_pop
02-05-2013, 03:43 AM
(OOC: There was a lot going on to reply to everything. And...I kinda wanted to get moving. ^^')

IC:


Chip, Poppy and Torin
Furret twins and shiny Pikachu


Bladestrike still appeared very disoriented with everything around him. When Torin told him that things would be better out of the swamp, the Scyther seemed hopeful. He thought for a moment before asking, “Will there be food where we’re going? Real food?”

Before the Pikachu could answer, everything was interrupted by large object crashing into the middle of the group. Bladestrike in his panic retreated behind the much smaller Pikachu. Chip and Torin were, to say the least, surprised by the sudden drop-in appearance of a Salamence. But his quick apology for the ungainly intrusion let them know that he was not there to cause trouble. If anything he seemed a bit confused by the events unfolding in the group. The Furret and Pikachu were growing somewhat confused themselves. When Hope brought an albino Grovyle out of hiding, her condition was definitely distressing to Torin, but Cobalt seemed to handle the situation well enough. Glancing at the Scyther behind him, he was just deciding if he should go over to check on her when the young Riolu approached him. Sy nervously asked the Pikachu if there was anything he could do for her before jumping back.

Torin sighed. “Look kid, you don’t ever have to be afraid of asking me for help. I’m frustrated and irritated right now, but I’ll never get angry with ya for asking.”

Having noticed the healer’s mood, Gladewing had come over as well. “Torin, is there anything I can do to help?”

“Thanks for the offer,” he said, looking over at the Grovyle. She had wakened and was sitting upright, though looking quite afraid. Torin nodded his head toward her as Isla approached the other grass type. “It looks like she’s alright, though. Just scared. Understandable.”

Bladstrike was trying to make sense of everything when Nightfang hollered at him to leave everyone alone. Yuri snapped back at the Mightyena before Torin, who chose only to shake his head in annoyance. The other Pikachu came over trying to perk up enough to calm the confused Scyther. There was a lot going on and it was enough to trouble anyone. Chip was about to go and check on everything when his sister came back out of the fog.

“Chi-ip, I thought we were leaving.” She bounced up and down, trotting in place restlessly.

The bigger Furret stopped and tilted his head at her. It was rare for her to become impatient. “We are. Just have a few more coming with us.”

Poppy glanced around at everyone in the clearing. Weariness and frustration was turning into anger and hostility among the group, and the sensation was making her all the more antsy to leave. She gave him a small smile. “Okay. I’m just ready to get moving, I guess.” The small Furret ducked back down the narrow path she had found. Something in the atmosphere was beginning to bother her.

Chip watched her go before he turned to Nightfang who was standing nearby. “We should probably move. Torin said we might be able to reach the edge of the fog before dark, but we’ve really got to get going.” He turned around and called to the others. “Poppy and I are gonna lead the way. We’ll find the best path without getting off course.” The Furret then started into the undergrowth, almost disappearing in the fog that was held at bay by the ancient tree they had stopped under.

Torin looked around at everyone, realizing that it was going to be a difficult trek to the other end of the swamp for those with injuries. Sighing again, he looked up at Aggranium. “You should probably stay behind Bladestrike to make sure he doesn’t stumble. And everyone needs to keep an eye on other injuries. If you see someone in trouble, tell me or Yuri.” He glanced at the other Pikachu. “We’ll...do what we can.” The shiny Pokemon then turned to follow the twins on the path.

Chimchars Soulmate
02-05-2013, 07:37 PM
Sy watched as Torin sighed and turn to him.

“Look kid, you don’t ever have to be afraid of asking me for help. I’m frustrated and irritated right now, but I’ll never get angry with ya for asking.”

Sy slowly nodded, playing with his scarf nervously.

"Okay."

“Chi-ip, I thought we were leaving.”

Sy turned around to see Poppy bouncing up and down impatiently. The Riolu knew that everyone would get even more annoyed if they didn't leave soon. The Riolu figured that Chip thought the same as he was now talking to Nightfang.


“We should probably move. We might be able to reach the edge of the fog before dark, but we’ve really got to get going.” He turned around and called to the others. “Poppy and I are gonna lead the way. We’ll find the best path without getting off course.”

Sy watched Torin speak to Aggranium about keeping an eye on everyone before he followed the twins. Sy got ready to follow. He was just as eager to get out of this swamp as everyone else. It was cold, wet and muddy. Sy hated being cold, wet and muddy, especially if it was for long periods of time.
The young Riolu looked behind him to make sure everyone else was coming too. He didn't want anyone to get left behind.


OOC: Not as long as I'd have liked, but I tried.

Sheepat
02-06-2013, 12:09 AM
Hope and Lifewing

Shame filled Hope’s lungs as he was rebuked for accidentally suffocating the albino Grovyle. He hadn’t meant to knock the poor creature out. A closer inspection showed that the Grovyle was young, probably afraid. The old Sceptile quietly spoke an apology when she woke up, both to his pre-evolution and to Nightfang.

“Forgive me,” Hope began, “But when you’ve lived as long as I have, on the outskirts of paradise, you find yourself getting suspicious.”

The only reason why Hope had joined with this fast-growing group was because he and Lifewing were in need of food. If he had food, the Sceptile would have gladly stayed away from them. He had even considered killing Lifewing as food, until pity at the Pidgeotto’s injured back, the way the bird hobbled uselessly, caused him to reconsider.

The group had decided to move on. Hope sighed, leaning down to the Grovyle’s level.

“What’s your name? I’m sorry for what I did to you. I should have been wiser. I’m not exactly a completely wise old Pokemon.” At this, he glanced quickly at Brokenstar, who was observing everything and everyone, seemingly oblivious to the awful gash on her shoulder.

Lifewing stared at the old Sceptile. So he did have a weakness. He could get suspicious at everything. Tucking it away to his memory, just in case, he turned to follow the others.

OOC: Very short :( Sorry

Dragotech
02-08-2013, 01:38 AM
Name: Elise
Species: Grovyle
Location: Swamp
Currently: scared and kinda hungry

Elise heard one of the Pokemon begin to speak. "You're among friends here. My name is Isla, what's your name?" Elise looked at the Pokemon for a moment. She began to stutter the beginning of her name. When she almost completed her name once, she heard that voice. Her jaws locked firm and her eyes grew wide. A look of terror was frozen on her face. The world blurred and came back into focus. She forced herself to exhale and inhale again. Her labored breathing began to slowly stabilize. She still looked terrified, but was no longer frozen because of it. She didn't have the courage to face the source of that voice. She began again to try and say her name. "E-E-Eli-ise-Eli-se... Elise... M-My n-name is Elise." She nervously put her head down. So far she didn't seem all to impressed with her speech skills. She also doubted that anyone else was. She clutched her stomach as it growled. She blushed and looked down in embarrassment.

Name: Malachi
Species: Salamence
Location: Swamp
Currently: Making observations

Malachi sat there and watched the group. It was notable that there was many things going on. It seemec that the Mightyenna was the leader of this group. He assumed that they were planning on moving on soon. It seemed that many of this group was ready to move on. He wasn't to fond of this swamp either. He stretched out his wings and folded them again. He looked back over at the scene with the Albino. She seemed to be still in panic. He didn't make an effort to hear what commotion was wrought by her appearance. He wasn't sure who to talk to or if he should talk to anyone. He remained silent until he was addressed.

Scytherwolf
02-25-2013, 08:25 AM
(I was going to wait for Char to post, but since she's busy, I figured I might as well post now.)


"Yes, I am from the valley," the salamence stated, and Nightfang wasn't surprised. So far, the pokemon they encountered all seemed to be Valley refugees, or other lost wanderers. She wondered if most of the wasteland pokemon had joined up with Firestorm and were now living in the valley. Maybe that was why they hadn't encountered anyone hostile yet. However, she wasn't ready to let her guard down.

"You've come to the right place," she grunted to the larger pokemon, looking around the group with a bit of frustration that it was taking them so long to get moving.

"He just asked a question!" she heard Yuri shout, and turned her head toward the pikachu, knowing that she was talking about her response to Bladestrike.

"He's getting in the way," she replied simply. "They don't have time for this. We have to leave."

After Chip expressed his comment about leaving, the mightyena nodded eagerly. "Good idea," she replied. "I'll be right behind you." Lifting her head and tail high, she called out, "Everyone! We're leaving now! This way!" Repeating her command one time, she loped after the two furret, casting her eyes over the group before fading into the undergrowth, but not going too far ahead that the fog obscured her.


"Calm down, Bladestrike, everything's okay," Yuri stated, but the scyther wasn't convinced.

"How is everything okay?" he cried, looking at his surroundings with wide-eyed fear. "Nightfang and the others are leaving already!" Bladestrike wasn't sure that he would be able to keep up. His injured leg made traveling difficult.

He looked to his wings, noting the bad tears that he still wasn't quite sure how he had gotten. If he could fly, it would make the journey much easier, but he was sure he'd tried it before. He didn't exactly remember trying, but he assumed he must have...why wouldn't he? But maybe he just hadn't tried hard enough. With a sudden burst of determination after having seen Nightfang slip into the undergrowth up ahead, he tried to move his wings and lift off, but it only resulted in a cry of pain and Bladestrike finding himself face down in the mud. Leaping back to his feet in a somewhat panicked motion, Bladestrike used the dull sides of his scythes to try to wipe the mud from his eyes and head wound. As he cast his confused glance around, he could barely see Nightfang's shape. Suddenly fearful of being left behind, he hurriedly limped in her direction, hoping he'd be able to keep up with the group.

Dragotech
03-12-2013, 12:06 AM
Name: Elise
Species: Grovyle
Location: Swamp
Currently: time to move it seems...

Elise noticed that some of the group began to move. She rose off her haunches and moved forward being sure not to accidently step on anyone.

She prepared to move further looking around nervously to see if the rest of the group would move.

It seemed getting them to move was going to be a slow process.

Elise soon grew bored and climbed a tree. She could see more from this higher perspective, but there was little of use in this spot.

She climbed a little higher and then back to the ground. She wondered how long it would take this group to mobilize.

Name: Malachi
Species: Salamence
Location: Swamp
Currently: Getting ready to move out

"You've come to the right place," the Mighteyenna stated. He was not surprised her attention was immediately taken by other incidents occuring with the group.

He figured that it was high time to move and, based on his observations, most of the group agreed.

He stretched his wings preparing to take flight.

"I will follow from the sky." He muttered this. Anyone listening could note what he said. He waited for the rest of the group to move.

As he waited he watched the strangely colored Grovyle. He figured it was a strange thing to do, but then again he flew higher. Of course at the same time it made it all the stranger.

my-little-starr
03-18-2013, 08:13 PM
(Took a bit, but I got it done. Whew. Jobs aren't fun. My muscle pains have muscle pains.)

Yuri, Isla, and Flash (Pikachu, Leafeon, and Flareon)

"He's getting in the way," Nightfang replied simply. "They don't have time for this. We have to leave."

Deep breath. One... two... three...

Yuri let out a furious breath of air and narrowed her eyes at Nightfang as the Mightyena called out to everyone that they were leaving now. It was about time, if you asked her. She wanted out of this swamp and for everyone to be out of their sour moods. Of course, her mood was no better, she knew that. She was just sick of the fighting and arguing, and it was all getting to her now. She watched as Bladestrike hurriedly follow after the group as they began to leave and bounded over to walk next to him.

"Don't worry, Bladestrike," Yuri said with a small smile. "They're not going to leave us behind."

Isla watched the group leaving and snorted. Finally.

"Flash!" she called toward the still exhausted Flareon. "We're moving on now!"

Flash glanced up at her and nodded. "Alright."

Isla watched him as he began to limp in the direction that the group was going and rolled her eyes before moving to walk next to the injured Flareon. He cast her a glance, obviously confused by her actions.

"Can't have you getting left behind," Isla explained. "They wouldn't dream of leaving you behind if I'm with you."

Flash snickered. "Yeah, cause they're just so fond of you. I could really tell by the way you argue with a lot of them."

Isla kept walking. "So we have issues. All groups traveling together do. Now if you really want to see argue, get Yuri started on Nightfang. That's quite a show."

"At least we'll have entertainment on this little journey," he muttered crossly before pausing to lift his paw and give it a quick licking.

"There's no point in cleaning it," Isla pointed out. "We're in a swamp, it's just going to get filthy again."

His eyes strayed to her back. "Yeah, well, I don't want my wound getting as nasty looking as yours," he said, looking away as he continued walking. "If that gets infected it won't be fun for you. And I highly doubt Yuri and Torin would be too happy about it."

He limped ahead of her and she glared at his form as she followed behind, her leaf tail dragging through the dirt and mud. The conversation had been at least somewhat civil, and that was more than could be said for when they talked back in the valley.

I hate swamps. I can't wait to be out of here, Isla thought bitterly.

Chimchars Soulmate
04-30-2013, 08:18 AM
OOC: Okay let's see if I can get this moving again. Sorry that it's short (again) I'll add to it if I think of something else.


Sy waited patiently by a tree on the path the Furret found for the others to catch up. He really didn't want to have to stay in this swamp for much longer, it was becoming a real eyesore. Sy wished for about the 100th time since this happened that this was all just a nightmare and soon he would wake up in his room back in the Valley, which would be as peaceful as it had always been and his parents and brother would be alive and well, but Sy sadly knew that no amount of wishing will make it so. He sighed sadly and continued to wait. The young Riolu was absentmindedly when he heard some sort of thud, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"What was that?"

Sy looked through the other side of the overgrowth to see Bladestrike trying to wipe the mud of his face, which can't be easy considering he had blades for hands.


Guess he must've tripped up or something Sy thought. The possibility that Bladestrike was trying to fly never crossed his mind.

"You okay?" the Riolu asked as Bladestrike limped on.

Scytherwolf
05-04-2013, 09:09 AM
"I will follow from the sky," the salamence muttered, rising into the air a bit above the group.

Nightfang was certainly glad that more of the pokemon were moving, and she kept her eyes on the furret siblings, careful to watch their movements and be cautious about where she placed her paws. Behind her, she heard Yuri make a frustrated sound in reply, but ignored her, fully focused on her journey. She could only hope that the other pokemon would be able to keep up, and that they wouldn't have to go far to find more stable ground or a place with food and clean water. Everyone was going to need all their strength to make this journey, which would last much longer than the swamp itself.


"Don't worry, Bladestrike," the scyther heard Yuri say. "They're not going to leave us behind."

"You sure?" he asked, turning to face her, his wide eyes filled with uncertainty. However, he kept walking, keenly aware that Nightfang didn't want anyone to stop; they had stayed too long in one place already, according to her. Bladestrike hadn't wanted to move on, but he knew he had to if Nightfang and the others had said so.

"You okay?" a voice stated from somewhere nearby, and Bladestrike briefly stopped in his tracks as he realized that the speaker was a small riolu. He focused on the pokemon for a minute, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he tried to remember if this was someone he knew.

"Uh...yes?" he stated as he began walking again, sounding unsure, as he wasn't certain what type of answer this pokemon wanted from him. He had no clue, despite his efforts, if he was supposed to recognize this riolu or not. The thought only confused him more, and he hoped that, wherever the two furret were leading him, it would be a place less hostile, and hopefully, less confusing itself.

pokefan4980
07-17-2013, 06:43 AM
:dazed:we shall destroy Firestorm's army with my fire if we fail my family will be proud i tried so hard. ps. i am a legendary fire type from the johto region