Owner is me; Killer_Squirtle ^_^
Co-owner is Tokyo Oranges! *clap clap clap!*
RULES! You break these, squirrels with devoir you soul!
1: Serebii rules apply
2: No bunnying!
3: No power playing
4: Don’t just do a one shot!
5: This isn’t really a rule, but tell me if you have questions or concerns
6. Punishment and enforcement of rules is solely up to me and TO
In the beginning, there was nothing. Then an egg appeared. From that egg, Arceus was born, and from itself, it created Time (Dialga), Space (Palkia), Afterlife (Girantina), and spirit (Mesprit, Azelf and Uxie). And since then, Arceus created many others, all of them have a place in our myths and stories. We all know that story, but what if not all of Arceus' creations were discovered? What if there are still legendaries left to have their stories told? There are more legends, and they are amoung us.
Arceus created 17 more eggs in secret and in the time of myths, they didn't hatch. But it was merely their presense that they had done more to our early world than they could have done hatched. What they did as just existing is, they created the elements themselves and gave the Pokemon more powers than they had before. The early world no one knew how to explain their powers, but it soon divided their world.
Fire types, pleased with their power began to burn down forests in a frenzy of excitement, not truly wishing to do harm. Grass types became furious and attacked, only to have the Fire types retaliate with much stronger force. When Water types came to stop the violence, they had to show force and fight the Fire and Grass types. The same thing happened all over the world of Pokemon, Darks, Psychics and Fightings turned on one another to prove their power. Bugs and Poisons turned violent against each other. There was only one way to solve this was to divide the world. Water types took to the lakes, rivers and oceans, under Kyogre's protection. Fire types stayed near volcanoes, where Groudon kept guard over them. Grasses lived in the forest and meadows, where plant life prospered. Rocks remaned in mounains, Grounds in deserts, Ices near the polar ice caps etc. Soon the world was fully divided, each type had their own domain. But, where was Arceus during all of this?
Arceus never left the unhatched 17. He waited and waited until his body was about to give out and he went into a deep sleep only to awaken when they hatch. Many other legendaries went the same way, their immense power was too much to stay in this world, they took to secret crevices and caves in the world to sleep until the time of legends began once more.
It is 14 years in the past to this day, and evil is brewing. Humans are now the masters of this world. But just because they are the masters, does not make them right with everything. Many humans have taken the path of kindness, living with Pokemon in harmony or as partners in Pokemon battles, contests or merely in life. But there are some who wish to do wrong in this world, only to cause havoc and misery to all others. One such group would be one Team Chaos, their goal is simple, destroy nature and replace it with perfect machines. Their actions so far have made lakes dry up, Volcanoes burn out and forests demolished. The balance of nature is in turmoil and the Pokemon are the most affected, being made of types of nature. The balance of nature has been disturbed and the time is now for the 17 unhatched ones to come into play.
Lavender Town Tower
Not again! Violet bent over to pick up the books she dropped. She felt as though the books phazed right through her sleeved hands. She was trying her hardest to hide these... "abilities" of hers ever since they appeared. Her friends kept saying she should nurture them, or at least tell Mother Natalie about them. But she wasn't the type of person to show off. She'd prefere to stay hidden... at least until she made a cool discovery and got recognized for that. That would be cool.
"Vi!" a familiar voice called to her. Violet turned and saw a young channeler apprentice and a Gobitto running towards her.
"Ya Miko?" Violet responded as the hyper channeler and her Gobitto stopped dead in front of her. Miko panted for a second as she just ran up three flights of stairs.
"Mo-Mother Natalie wants you on greeting duty right now. A WHOLE lotta people showed up together!" Miko responded. Her Gobitto rolled its eyes at how its partner was. It stomped off, leading its immature human to their lesson.
Violet shoved her books into her black pack and quietly walked down to the first floor. Miko didn't lie, many people did come all together! They all wore the same black suits with what looked like circuit patterns all over. They weren't like any normal patrons Violet's seen. They weren't crying, or looking solem at all for that matter. They were taking measurements of the walls, some had check lists and others had... geigar counters?!
"Uh, 'scuse me. Are you here to mourn?" Violet tried to say to one of the group. The man ignored her and went back to his device.
"Be careful of these people Vi. I'm getting a bad feeling about this..."
"I know, Grim. BUt if they're here to mourn I can't stop them." Violet whispered to over her shoulder.
"Hmph, I sincerely doubt they're mourners! Some look like they're going to defile the graves."
"I hope they stay away from mine! I used to be a really cute Smoochum!"
"Excuse me, miss?" a voice called Vi away from her friends. Violet turned, embarrassed, to face a boy that looked the same age as she was. He looked well off though, he was in a suit like the others and he didn't look nearly as mean. His hair was jet black and well kept, albeit spiky on the left.
"Y-yes?" Violet said after bowing for her empty headed-ness.
"Where might we find Mother Natalie? I need to have a word with her." he said while smiling. A Banette floated onto his shoulder and waved to Violet.
She couldn't help but smile at this cute gesture. She especially loved ghosts since she lived with them.
"I'll call her down for you." Violet said while turning to the stairs.
"That's not needed." a wise voice came. Just as Vi approached the stairs, Mother Natalie was coming down. Violet bowed to her adopted grandmother, as did the other priests and channelors around. She was dressed in her usual white and purple robe and had her grey hair tied back in a rediculously long pontytail. No one knew how old she was, but some believe she's over 100 years old. The old woman gave Vi a glance as she passed her by and went towards the boy. "What is it you require, young man?"
"We require... your corpses." the boy's voice and face took on a sinister quality. His people all took out guns and pointed them at the priests and channelers. Mother Natalie and the other Tower staff were unimpressed.
"You can't threaten people who spend their days amoungst the dead, young man." Mother Natalie retaliated verbally. She took an old and beat-up pokeball from her sleeve and tossed it into the air. "Spiritomb, from our souls!"
The forbidden pokemon came our with a cryptic call. It hovered in front of its trusted partner and stared down the men aiming at them.
"I'm not threatening you, I am clearly stating what we need." the boy remained calm in the face of the cursed spirit. "We need the corpses of the deceased pokemon. They'll make great bio-fuel."
Mother Natalie's face when scarlet. She raised her sleeved hand and snapped her fingers. The other priests released their pokemon as a clear message of "GET OUT!" Mother Natalie demanded.
"'Fraid not!" the boy nodded to his men as they fired tranquilizers at the staff, including Violet.
Violet crossed her arms over her face and awaited the forced sleep like the others... but felt nothing. She opened her eyes and saw no dart in her hoody, but a dart had hit the person behind her.
"...Huh?" Violet was as gobsmacked as the next. Another person fired three rounds at her and they all phazed through. It was the weirdest sensation. Violet was scared... but at the same time invigorated! Her blood began to boil as she raised her fist. Was this instinct? In a way, yes. But she knew what to do, but not how she knew it.
"MY TURN!" Violet said with unheard confidence. Her first glowed dark purple as she thrust it out, a ball of shadows shot out from where her hand stopped. The boy dodged to the side, but those standing behind him were caught in the blast.
"...Retreat." the boy called to his people. Those that could walk carried those that got hit with the attack or their own tranqs. As they walked out the door, the boy looked back for a second. He and Violet shared glanced of anger before they finally left.
"Whew." Violet dropped to the ground after the rush ended. She rubbed her head with her sleeved hand and chuckled. "Lucky no one saw."
"Are you so sure?" Violet started and looked over her shoulder. Mother Natalie hovered behind her. Her Spiritomb protected her from the tranquilizers and she saw everything.
"I guess this is goodbye then." Violet said to everyone who came to say farewell. She was looking especially sheepish because Mother Natalie agreed to keep her secret. She also decided that Violet should leave on her journey right away to find answers to what was happening.
Miko and the others crowded Vi, all saying good luck and farewell. Violet hated crowds and just hopped on her bike, her pack full of books and food.
She pedalled away until she was on the edge of town. She stopped and looked over her shoulder to nothing. The sun had set and the street lights were on.
"I said this was goodbye, guys!" Violet said aggressively.
Witchy the Mismagius, Grim the Dusknoir and Rags the Shuppet appeared from thin air in the light of a street lamp.
"We thought we'd give you one last going away present" Witchy giggled. She nudged Grim and he extended a sack to Violet. Violet put her kickstand up and opened the bag.
"HOLY MILTANK THAT'S A LOT OF MONEY!" Violet shouted upon seeing the sac of coins. "You guys didn't steal this, did you?"
"NO!" Rags huffed. "We took all the treasures we kept from ROck tunnel and sold em!"
"We did it so you wouldn't have to worry about were your next meal came from." Grim said, releasing the bag into Violet's back pack.
Vi teared up at the kind gesture. "Thank you!" she whiped her tears and waved goodbye to her only friends. She then pedalled off into the moonlight, next stop.... She didn't know.
[OK guys, first post should be your character starting out on their journey probably due to an event caused by team Chaos!]