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Legend of the Chrystanigh (Semi-Literate)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Pokémon RP → Legend of the Chrystanigh (Semi-Literate)She paused, then said, "Are you intending on joining us? And I mean fully joining us." She gave him a glance. "You have the ability to do so easily."
((Well, I suppose this is a good time to create that one character I've been thinking about.
Name: Solee
Gender: Female
Species: Articuno
Looks: Just your average Articuno.
Moves:
Ice Beam
Protect
Hail
Aerial Ace
Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: Type Master. Ice or Flying would do.
Crush: --
Mate: --
Kin: If I did have any, they're all dead.
Personality: Solee is very straight-forward and blunt. She doesn't seem to really care about others, and rarely shows any sort of emotion. She's resilient, and doesn't back down from any sort of fight. She actually thinks things through before charging head-long into fights, and is a serious strategist. Despite her quiet and loner-like nature, she does show some sympathy and compassion towards other creatures.
History: Long before she joined the Chrystanigh, she had resided on a mountain top, hidden away. One evening, she was summoned by Arceus to check on the Chrystanigh. She had seen many of them come along her mountain, and had even seen some of their abilities in battle. She was intrigued by the group, so she went along with the god's orders. Upon arriving in the camp, she surveyed the area, and even stayed for a while, enjoying the company that the others provided. She had spent a long time in solitude, and was content with being around others for once.
Soon after, with some consent from Arceus, she joined their ranks and learned how to control Rock/Ground type. During this time, she befriended a little Poochyena pup and her family, who were descendants of some of the first Chrystanigh. Solee even became the mentor of the pup as she learned how to use her Flying type abilities.
When the Tyranitar's reign of terror struck, she was ordered to kill off as many as she could.
The Articuno hesitantly accepted the deity's request. Once she had taken out a few Pokemon, she realized that she was basically betraying those who had welcomed her with open arms. She then defied the god and threw herself into hiding, staying away from the war until it ended.
When some others told her about a pup searching for recruits, her mind immediately went to the young pup she had taught how to fly. Determined, the ice god set out to find the Poochyena named Lunaro.
Other: She knows Rock / Ground type, and was learning Grass when the war happened.
Yes, she's a veteran. There will be very few Warriors that survived, and they will have to be approved. I did approve Uriel, which Freeze asked me about.
Just sticking that out there~ C: ))
"Sure," he said quietly, and then a bit louder, "Yeah, I'll join."
^By uranianUmbra, sprite by MikanRin^
Like Gijinkas? How 'bout some twisted science? Perhaps even apocalyptic vibes? Yes? Then you should check out my fan fic : The End We Wrought
Not to mention, I put schoolwork before anything else, so that hindered my internet access. ^_^; ))
Lunaro nodded to Uriel. "Alright, I'll assess you after Blazeheart, okay?"
Her gaze slowly shifted to Gliz. "I'm not quite sure what happened to you, but I won't probe your mind to find the answers. If you ever want to talk about it, feel free to." She then gave the feline a smile. "That aside, yes, you have the ability to do what any average Psychic type could do, maybe more if you strengthened your abilities. We can start as soon as you think you're ready."
The Poochyena spotted Damian shifting back and forth, and nodded in approval. "Good. That's a great way to start. Getting accustomed to the uncomfortable feeling is always a good idea. Once you think you want to begin, just let me know."
Her nose lifted to the sky, her crimson gaze staring at the moon. She let out a peaceful sigh. Her first day had been eventful, but rewarding. These Pokemon seemed trustworthy, and their reasons for joining were appropriate. She would still have to be wary about some of the larger, more powerful Pokemon, in case they decided to turn into that Tyranitar.
No.
She would not allow that to happen.
As the Poochyena lowered her head, something large and bird-like swept over the moon. The lupine stopped, mid-yawn, her gaze suddenly transfixed on the where the figure had disappeared.
"Did...Did anyone see that?" She muttered, her eyes never leaving the moon.
.:.:.
The Chrystanighs were potentially alive. Solee had a hunch that the Poochyena those mountain-dwellers had spoken about was Lunaro, the Articuno's first and only apprentice. Well, whoever was left, they were considered the heir to the throne.
If the Chrystanigh were truly making a return, Solee had to find them. She was a Chrystanigh. There wasn't any reason for her to not return to them. The group had welcomed her with open arms, and she wasn't the type of Pokemon who just left somebody hanging, despite her cold exterior.
The Articuno silently flew through the woods, sweeping over the moon to those who were potentially looking up. She felt her wings growing tired; she had been flying all day, searching for the ragtag group.
But they could be anywhere. Anywhere in this big world.
The Ice type swooped down into a rather large patch of woodland, settling herself onto an unusually thick branch. Peering down through the branches and leaves, she spotted the group, where a few nighttime Pokemon scurried around. Hopefully she could hide in the foliage.
Although Solee was certain it would be hard to overlook a giant sky blue bird that shimmered a little, even in the dim lighting. Not to mention the icy cold air that seemed to follow her.
Name: Piper
Gender: Female
Species: Mawile
Looks: Half shiny ((if this is okay, otherwise shiny)had a birth defect so she has a pink tint on her pony tail thing)
Moves:
-Iron Head
-Flash Cannon
-Attract
-Rock Smash
Rank: Apprentice
Desired Rank: Steel type master.
Crush: Makes people fall for her but doesn't have someone she likes. (yet?)
Mate: No
Kin: Not any more
Personality: Very independent and extremely smart. She doesn't do anything without thinking it through. Is a really good fighter and uses her surroundings to her advantage. Doesn't mind if she make enemies since she is very quick and can run is she needs too. Always tries to act calm and controlled around everyone and you have to gain all of her trust for her to show you her real emoticons. Is extremely confident and hates when people look down on her.
History: Lived alone with her mother when she was young. Her mom was part of the Chrystanigh and taught her how to use her current type (steel and fairy). Her mom never told Piper that the mom was part of the Chrystanigh. When her mom was killed she lived on her own and sometimes male pokemon would help her because they thought she was cute. She would normally bite with her ponytail if the boys if they bothered her too much.
Other: Fighting
He glanced over, Damian's form changing catching his attention. Once again, he felt the icy sting of jealousy. The Gallade... well, Bracken hadn't seen him use the form exactly, but the way he seemed so confident in it irked him the slightest bit. All he had been able to accomplish was struggle with it and burn his throat. He knew that Damian was older than he was and had more experience, but the type was just as new to the Gallade as it was to him, right?
Determined not to be left in the dust, Bracken walked away from the Torchic until he had a bit of space to himself. Okay, I should probably try a few moves or something, he thought. He scratched his head as he try to think of one. Umm, hmm... His gaze drifted over to Lunaro, but he forced himself to look away. Yeah, she would know some good places to start out, but if Damian didn't need any instruction to practice, then neither did he. Plus, she seemed really busy with the other recruits.
The Treecko took a deep breath and swiped at the air, trying to focus Dragon energy into the attack. Over and over he repeated the move, adding in a swipe of his tail every once in a while, but it felt no different than when he'd attacked in his normal Grass type. With every repetition he grew more tired, but eventually he noticed a small mass of purple energy swirling around his claws. He was getting it!
Glad that he was getting somewhere, Bracken decided to try breathing fire again. Just as he had before, he felt hot energy growing inside his chest and he breathed it out quickly. A small plume of flame shot out and he watched in satisfied fascination as it spread a tiny bit into the air.
And then, just like that, it was gone, the small amount of heat it had produced replaced by a cold chill. What in the world? Bracken looked around rapidly, trying to find what had caused the change. For a moment, he thought he saw a silhouette in the sky, catching the light of the moon, but he wasn't really sure until Lunaro said something.
"I think I saw it," Bracken responded, trying to see if he could pinpoint its shape in the sky. What with the darkness of night and obscuring branches above him, however, he had no luck.
"An Articuno...?" She echoed softly, ears pinned against her head.
"If that is who I think it is, that may be another Chrystanigh. Specifically, a very powerful one. If it truly is the Articuno I'm thinking of, I won't be surprised. Out of any Chrystanigh, she would definitely survive the war."
The Poochyena hesitated to go find the source. She couldn't just leave the others she needed to assess as teach, but she couldn't just send the rest out. Not to mention, Crystal was asleep. If they all left, the Zorua would be extremely vulnerable.
.:.:.
Solee nestled onto the branch she sat upon, letting out a long sigh. Maybe shifting into a Grass type would help?
As if on cue, her icy feathers shifted into a forest green colour. Feeling a little safer, Solee decided that she should probably practice her abilities. Her Rock typing was still in tip-top shape, as usual, but it had been a while since she had practiced with her Grass typing.
Focusing on a barren part of a branch above her, the Articuno swept a wing upward, barely brushing the branch. A small leaf protruded from the spot, full of new life. Satisfied with that, the Articuno closed her crimson eyes and searched the area using her senses.
"You guys are gonna try to find that Articuno, right?" Uriel spoke up, and then the Treecko understood. If the Articuno was a former Chrystanigh, then it would make sense that Lunaro would want to meet up with them. "I can keep an eye on Crystal if you'd like," the Keldeo continued. "She did seem really tired and I'm not sure she'd appreciate being woken up."
"Er, I can stay too," Bracken offered. Uriel gave him an amused glance and he couldn't help but clench his teeth in frustration. What? What's so funny? Geez, I'm just trying to help! He looked away and gave the ground an angry stare.
The Keldeo watched the flames dance in the air and said in a part joking, but mostly serious tone, "Just be careful with your dragon fire. We are in a forest after all."
Name: Paradox
Gender: Female
Species: Absol (Mega)
Looks: She's a Mega Absol that's dyed her fur a darker color due to being unhappy with her normal fur color.
(Picture credit goes to the artist.)
Moves:
- Perish Song
- Psycho Cut
- Swords Dance
- Mega Horn
Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: Well of course I want second-in-command, but if not I'd settle for a type master or warrior. Anything's fine with me, but the bigger the better. (Competition between Paradox and Endo, lol.)
Crush: Still thinking about it. I used to know this cute Umbreon, but...it didn't work out...
Mate: None.
Kin: I never knew my father, but my mother was kind to me. Of course I left her when I was old enough, although I still hear word of her every once in a while.
Personality: Well, I can be a bit dark sometimes. Only what you'd expect from a dark type. Sometimes I over exaggerate things without meaning to. And I bounce between happy and sad so easily. When I'm sad, I just don't want people to bother me. I mean, I want people to recognize that I'm sad, you know? But I just like my space. Comforting me just doesn't do me good, if you know what I mean. And don't get me wrong, I love to be around people, but I just need lots of alone time, you know?
History: I used to be a Chrystanigh, but the whole thing got tore down before I could even get very far into my training. It was kind of disappointing.
Other: Is it okay if she's a returning Chrystanigh? (If not she can be new.)
Endo approached the Poochyena, pondering his decision briefly before nodding inwardly. This was the chance of his lifetime. He approached the Poochyena, and cleared his throat.
"I'd like you to see if I can become a Chrystanigh," he said, firmly. He paused. "How exactly do you do that? I mean, is there some way to tell?" He was a bit confused as to how the process worked, he had been spacing out when the Poochyena had assessed the other Pokemon.
i have fists for hands and fire for fists
Piper woke up from her nap and climbed down from her tree. She strechted out and looked in the sky. Dang, it's night already. I shouldn't have taken a nap that late. She started waking along the forest floor and an ekans sprang out at her. She quickly transformed into her steel type form and steel armor covered only her arm. She lifted up her arm when he tried to bite and he bit down on the steel. There was a cracking sound and the ekans fell to the ground as her armor finished covering her. "You shouldn't have picked a fight with a master like me," she said smugly and laughed. She left her armor on and climbed up into a tree and hoped from the branches.
She had hoped through the branches and she suddenly felt movement. She looked around but didn't see much. It was too dark and all she saw was the tree leaves. she kept going and bumped into what she though was leaves. She backed up hardly phased since she was in her steel form and amused it was a normal grass type that looked like the leaves. "Sorry, I can't see too well....." she trailed off when she saw what looked like an articuno who became a grass type. She tilted her head and looked up at her. Kind of like when mom used to transform, I've never seen anyone else do it though. Well maybe since she is legendary she has learned how.
She remembered her time back as a Chrystanigh, remembering how she could use powers farther than a normal Absol's. It had been so long since she had used her power. Although she knew she could probably still preform them, she was quite rusty. After the fall, it wasn't safe to use them anymore. Even so, certainly life on the run would be more interesting than this dusty life I lead now...
Thinking that no one around, she started humming to herself. It was a sad song, full of loss, hurt, and confusion. It brought back memories of when she had been with her boyfriend. Their relationship had ended quickly. After that incident...Paradox didn't like to think about it, but the memories came to her anyways. She stopped humming as tears threatened to fall. She pushed them back. No. Paradox. You are not crying. You are tough. Hardened like a rock. Nothing can hurt you anymore.
(Long post is long. Decided I would jump in with Paradox finally. Anyone seen Beebs lately?)
i have fists for hands and fire for fists