Dream Breaker
The Accursed
Dark Chronicles: The Death of Life
Long, long ago, when there were no humans, when there was no pokémon, when there were no plants, no land, no anything, only the Creator lived. So one day, She decided to create Her own home; the planet on which we live on now. She made first the sky. Then She made sea…and She was proud of her work.
The next day, She made the land and the trees and the mountains. She made night and day. She had even made the humans, our ancestors. She finished her planet on which to live, and She was proud of her work…
However, She was very, very lonely. So She decided to create creatures with likeness to Herself, and decided to create pokémon of many kinds. The Dragon types, the Grass types, all of them were in Her image and she loved them, and She was proud once more.
In some other’s opinions, this could have been her fatal mistake…
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<Keep in mind it’s about the medieval times in the Pokémon World at this time and will be throughout the RPG>
The light comes from the moon, shining through the large, stained glass window nearly fifty feet in the air. It reveals a rather large building, with pews leading up to platforms holding up many candles and what looks like a picture of an eagle on the front of a portrait. This place is obviously a church, or some sort of monastery.
It falls upon an old man, the lights creating a colorful sheen around his lanky figure, his gray beard falling nearly to his navel and his hair to his shoulders. He adorns a red velvet robe with gold tassels hanging off the edges of the suit and a white ribbon spiraling down his midsection to form an “X” on his chest.
The man is leaning over a table, muttering to himself over an extremely large book. He flips the pages every once in a while with a quiet “whooshing” sound, occasionally ripping open a small notebook and hastily writing down a few notes and then returns to his dull mutter.
Suddenly, two double doors in the back of the building are flung open with a loud “bang” which echoes quite a bit in the quiet of the dark. The man jumps nearly five inches off the ground in fright and turns around, suddenly becoming more alarmed than he is before. “Ms. Cyhirae!” he says in a raspy voice, nearly falling onto his table.
A tall woman reveals herself from the shadows of the walls, showing a very beautiful lady. She has long, waist length blonde hair with a silver headband to keep it out of her eyes. She wears a silver robe with, once more, golden tassels hanging off the edges and a red ribbon forming an “X” over her chest. She also carries with her a golden staff with an odd glowing crystal ball on top. “Yes, Revell. Have you found anything yet?” she snapped, green eyes glowering on the cowering old man. She had a very smooth voice, like that of an angel.
“Yes…yes madam. I-I have f-found some information that could re-reveal A-An-Anarel’s l-location,” the old man whispered nervously. He pulled out his hands and began to twiddle with his fingers. The woman smiled.
“Oh yes…yes very good Revell. You have done well. Do you have the papers with you?” she asked. She shook back her hair and it seemed to glow in the moonlight.
“Well, w-well yes h-here, L-Lady Cyhirae,” he muttered, thrusting the notebook into the woman’s hands with much effort. The woman snatched it out and flipped it open harshly, looking at the scratchy handwriting. She smiled and pocketed the notebook, stealing a smile at the man.
“You are nervous, are you not? Why? You have done something great to help the human way of life,” the woman says, staring at the old man.
“W-Well I f-feel…” but he was cut off as the woman lowered her head to his eye level, nearly spitting on him as she said…
“You are no longer needed,” and raised her glowing staff. The ball shot out a red beam, which hit the man squarely in the chest. Raising her staff once more, she looked at him again. “Good work, Revell.”
The beam hit for a second time and the man fell, his eyes already clouding with death as the woman merely smiled and walked out, clutching the notebook like it was gold.
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Dear Citizen,
You have just been called to become a part of the Guardian Army for the goddess, Anarel. You are going to be challenging the great and mighty Church of Cyhir, an isle off the coast of Hoenn that is aiming to defeat her and end the reign of our natural friends, our pokémon. With Anarel’s death, they shall die with her. Please, read the following and report at once to headquarters off the coast of Johto on Havari Island.
We are going to need some background information on you. Please fill out the next few questions.
Name: (Self-explanatory.)
Age: (Let’s keep it between 18 and 35, please. There’s not going to be a 14 year old in a war of this importance.)
Physical Appearance: (Let’s not make it a story, but not two lines.)
Personality: (Same as above.)
History: (Same.)
Specialty: (There are many categories we need. For RPGers, we’ll need two at most in most of the categories if possible. There’s Winged Knight for Flying types only, Scouts, Knights, Horsemen for horse-like pokemon or Tauros, Ponyta, etc., Enchanters, Sorcerers and Sorceresses, Swordmasters, Theives, Archers and Healers. If you have any other units, PM me.)
Weapon: (Describe what weapon you use, and it must relate to your Specialty. Allowed maximum of 2, with one having less experience with.)
Pokémon: (You are only allowed to have one partner, and let’s please keep to semi-rare to a few rares, but absolutely NO legendaries. Be sure to DESCRIBE THEM. They must also relate to your Specialty.)
Since this is medieval times in the Pokémon World, there is no such thing as Pokéballs, so don't bring them up. There shouldn't be talk of modern activities either.
Alright, I’m going to be the Head Commander and I’ll have a character which I will post later. I hope you guys enjoy this RPG.
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Approved:
Civic Avenger = Zeeren Jutios, Swordmaster : Zeron, Sceptile
/Exiled/ = Roth, Earth Mage : Flygon
Lemurian = Alexhaur Blackgale : Pidgeot
Dream Breaker = Kyle Amanti, Healer : Serafina, Delcatty
Sango = Deirdre Silverium, Sorceress : Sycorax, Umbreon
Leaf Green = Rynor Fawks, Scout : Chase, Squirtle
Saffire Persian = Selene Lynara, Assasin : Lyra, Persian
GoldenHouou = Sharah Thorel, Infiltrator : Luna, Espeon / Dust, Pidgey
cdra1617 = Leslie Carruth, Healer : Fliera, Ninetales
BrokenDreams = Xanthra Yeralb, Seerer/Archer : Abyssa, Flareon
Typhlogirl = Dagran Namansis, Horsewoman : Caligularn, Typhlosion
MerkelHog = Dacron Helios, Theif : Loki, Gengar
In Need Of:
None.
All spots that aren't filled will become NPC's. Hopefully there will be no need to do so. I suppose the RPers could decide if they want to take a character, as there will be a few other NPC's besides the remaining that I will need to take care of, but we'll see.
-DB-
Sign-Up's Closed! May become updated if I allow second characters.
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