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stormy, bronwen

she / her

twenty-five

july 25

saffron city, kanto

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Stormy Silph

HOENN HISTORIA

POSTED ON Feb 28, 2021 23:26:55 GMT

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Was that.. Dahlia?[break][break]

As quickly as she appears, however, the world is distorted and fuzzy all over again. She is plunged into darkness, the anxiety in her gut swirling along with the dizzying effect the sky has taken. It feels like she's falling, but also floating. [break][break]

And there, amidst that darkness, Dialga came. Like a messenger of doom, it pierces the impermissible dark to challenge them, all of them. Every shadow of a person remaining in this contorted pocket of space and time. [break][break]

They didn't belong, and yet here they were. How had they even gotten here? How were they supposed to go home?[break][break]

Dialga answers these questions with a ROAR OF TIME, forcing them back, back, back into their proper timelines. She can see her window and so she pursues it, the wings of her Charizard lifting her the moment she seems to call for her. They push harder, move faster, desperate to avoid being struck by the wrong timeline, desperate to return home.[break][break]

And when they wake, it would be as if they've risen from the depths of an inescapable pool, gasping for air and patting themselves down to make sure that they were, in fact, still intact.[break][break]

What a nightmare.[break][break]

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saoirse quinn

she/her

twenty-eight

october 27th

circhester, galar

bisexual

physicist / inventor

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the shadows breathe

whispering me away

5’8” height

every night i burn, dream the black crow dream

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Lulu Flint

HOENN HISTORIA

POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 2:28:38 GMT

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EVENT: HOENN HISTORIA

Amidst the thickening chaos, there was another whiplash-inducing rip in reality. The sensation of the floor disappearing, the slack in her ankles; it all made her heart skip a beat. There was no fall, however. This was no collapse of the architecture. They had been plunged into space—or, at least, what appeared to be space.

What in the fuck…

Stars were all around, reflecting off the steel that flanked her and still hung loosely in her hand. From behind, she heard a great ROAR. The hairs on her neck stood on end, and she dared to look to her side as a massive, deep blue dragon came into view, bounding past.

It was a deity. Dialga: God of Time.

She didn’t blink. Seeing was believing. While they hung there, weightless, her mind grappled with questions and ideas that flooded and threatened to overwhelm her processes. She settled on one thing: time travel was possible.

Lulu had never been religious in the slightest, but if there was one thing she might pray for if she knew that someone, something was listening, it would be a do-over.

A hand reached out in the beast’s direction.

Come back.

There wasn’t much opportunity to hang about, however. Moments into their arrival, other timelines were threatening impact. She grabbed onto the rocky surface of her Lunatone.

“Let’s go! After it!” Dodging silvery streams and glimpsing into bits of history never meant to be seen, she remained wide-eyed. It was utterly surreal.

They gained momentum, but her timeline found her with the force of destiny, and the stars were ripped away. She was returned to a cold, cruel world; to the bed she’d made, and the hole she’d dug. Her jaw was agape. She looked around herself carefully, up and down the street, rather in shock.

There was a pang of disappointment, but it was followed by a sense of hope. This changes things.

Regret had filled Lulu’s heart. Lives had been lost, wasted, because of her anger, jealousy, and hatred. Lives she felt strongly that she would, without hesitation, give back in full for the sacrifice of her own. She continued to act ruthlessly simply because she was too far deep at this point. She believed was gone. Evil. Ruined, with a past and a laundry list of crimes and sins that were irredeemable.

Here was an opportunity, maybe, to go back and do things differently. Finally, she could wash the blood from her hands. Purge the nightmares. She could save Rinc.

There was hope.

She decided, then, that she would find a way to return to space, find Dialga, and set things right.

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May 24

Sootopolis City

Uninterested

Ranger

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POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 3:54:32 GMT

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As the area around him shifts again Razz once again can't help but feel sick. The scene around him blurs once more before finally it feels like he is on solid ground again. If thats what it could even be called as he seemed to be transported to somewhere new. Somewhere that clearly wasn't Hoenn. Around him odd grey blurred shaped were around, out of curiosity he does reach at one but his hand phases through. As if who or whatever it was was here but as the same time occupied a different space of reality. [break][break]

A roar took his attention as Razz looked over and wondered how he missed the four legged dragon that seemed to make everything around them move once more. "This was your doing right?" the ranger can't help but ask it, though he is sure it can't hear him. Though he is now trying to process a lot of information as the idea of a pokemon that alters time itself was in Hoenn. [break][break]

Why would it bring itself here? [break]
Why would it show him these visions of the past?[break]
Were these weird gray beings other people? [break][break]

Questions he feels like they'll never get an answer as once more a blast from the creature before it engulfs and everything goes black.

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dani

the malevolent / kat

she/her

twenty three

october 7

sootopolis city

heterosexual

full-time bitch

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i can't control myself,

i'm addicted to the hell

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Katherine Fairburne

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POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 4:50:14 GMT

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Something is coming, Katherine tells herself in preparation for another scene to be revealed and unfold before her eyes. However, it’s not one that she recognizes.

Any intentions to release her pokemon and have them stand by her side are deserted quickly. It seems quite obvious that just as much as she didn’t belong here, nor did they. Whatever this is, wherever she was - this was an anomaly. But what does she have to do with it? She was no scientist and these events had nothing to do with her.

Doubt is cast and there’s a rise of suspicions within her mind, but Kat commits to no thought just yet.

Not until Dialga reveals itself, its deafening roar piercing through the space with a mystical beam. That brings more confusion and questions, but also confirmation.

It all had to do with it— no, with them.

“W-Why are you here..?” She asks, muttering quietly under her breath. Dialga, even if it was willing to answer questions at this time, wasn’t likely to hear her. “Why the fuck is it here? What does it want?”

A pause.

When Katherine parts her lips again, this time intent on shouting out her question - the ROAR OF TIME strikes her body dead in the center, shooting her back into her original timeline.

It’s gone.

She has no answers.

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jayden

he/him

december 25

ballonlea, galar

bisexual

wyndon ceo

admin

over the midnight moon

over the moon for you

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we'll never get free, lamb to the slaughter

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jayden cross

HOENN HISTORIA

POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 4:51:07 GMT

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He only barely recognizes the poisonous gas that leaks out from his Gulpin, his own eyes fixated on the tentacles that are stretched out towards him, before his surroundings glitch out again. The image warps and twists, flickering into motion, and Jayden feels his stomach turn — the feeling of falling a hundred feet deep, as if someone had just shoved him off a cliff.

[break][break] Before he knows it, he is falling, falling, falling.

[break][break] Where he is falling, however, he has no idea.

[break][break] His gaze twists and turns, and among the changing of time, he notices flickers of images that he thought were long gone. Images of his father, mother and brother all gathered in the dining room for his thirteenth birthday. His mother teaching him about the tattoos that she bore and he would - one day - too. The image of a wolf and a raven, and all that it would mean. The image of himself staring in the mirror. His wrists slashed, his cheeks bruised. The image of people fighting as the war raged on, the back of his own shoulders as he directed fellow grunts into battle.

[break][break] Jayden sucked in a breath as he saw his own form in front of him. Was that him? Or was that an alternate reality of himself? He twisted; trying, willing, needing to push himself upright. He tried to walk - no, run. He chased after that form of himself, of the image of a younger version of himself holding his mother's hand.

[break][break] The image disappeared. He was - instead - shoved into another timezone.

[break][break] The back of his head, as he was told that his parents had passed. The image of hands and gifts interchanged, as he was given his family's possession. A set of silver keys. A golden scroll.

[break][break] It was raining. His arms were folded. He watched his parents - empty - casket dip into the ground.

[break][break] He blinked.

[break][break] He was ten. His first dagger.

[break][break] He was younger. A boy pushed into him - an angry boy. They were yelling. Their face was twisted.

[break][break] It suddenly hit him - Chu-e Choi ?

[break][break] His father's face flashed in front of him - a smile. Then rage. He felt fear - intense, impossible, immediate - surge through him.

[break][break] He gasped. There was a roar, a scream, as the steel-finned beast's ROAR OF TIME surged through him and pulsated, and then - then - he was back. Back in his bed.

[break][break] Jayden blinked, short of breath, wrapped in his sheets. Moonlight trickled in through the window.

[break][break] Was it a dream? A nightmare?

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Josh Dragomir

He/Him/His

Feb 5

Lavaridge Town

Eyes For Izumi

Exec VP of RaiCorp

Senior Ranger

Izumi Yamamura

Married, With Children

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Josh Dragomir

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POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 4:51:49 GMT

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It had been... A trip. But even Josh was ready to go home at this point. He had a wife and kids to get back to, and he really had not enjoyed having to relive what were quite frankly some really traumatic moments in time. He had returned his Pokemon to their Pokeballs just as things began to shift (Except for Lightning, who had clung to his shoulder instead. Because he's not getting back in a Pokeball if you paid him) and they found themselves hurtling down again.

Which was fine, up until a Pokemon he had seen only in sketches tried to eviscerate them with Roar of Time. "NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOOOOOPE!" the Ranger cried out as he darted to and fro, as balls that may be literal timelines in of themselves rocketed towards him. Considering he was floating, he didn't have much room to maneuver, but he was trying!

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shiv

the machampion

he/him

July 17

Kanto

pansexual

gym leader

kyle lopez

married

5'7" height

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noah faber

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POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 5:40:55 GMT

noah's thoughts spin. disoriented by the relentless rush through times long past, the young gym leader struggles to find footing— in all senses of the world. he somersaults through this foreign plane. as if he were in space, noah floats powerlessly against the tides of time.

however, dialga's command of the time streams does not scare him. instead, he views them as salvation. capturing glimpses of what appears to be home, he calls upon his machamp. together, with hands interlocked, noah depends on the machamp's innate strength to hurl themselves into a portal back home.

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Pilo1

He/Him

July 9th

Little Root

Gay

Beast

Rocket Beast

Priam conrad

nappy pals

637 height

Well if it's war that you want then you got it, if it's pain then I got what you need.

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bryan delarosa

HOENN HISTORIA

POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 6:03:07 GMT

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Bryan was absolutely more confused than even before. Who was this Pokémon? Was it responsible for everything that's going on? Bryan was extremely confused and like any good millennial he pulled his phone out and took a picture of the creature. The initial one was blurry but the entire time Bryan spammed the photo button certainly taking up a lot of data on his phone. He avoided the Dialga's roar of times as much as he could but it was kind of difficult to navigate this space since well...flying wasn't natural to humans. He chose to remain hidden out of sight from other people, not trusting people naturally made him wary of any and everyone. He simply waited for this to be over...whatever the hell this thing was actually doing. Oh yeah, he was screaming the entire time as well.

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spiral

silph

SIR

twenty-nine

august 12th

saffron

oppressive

silph co. ceo

council member

SALACIOUS

ALWAYS READY TO ROLL A NEW ONE

1997 height

POWER IS TAKEN, NEVER GIVEN—SO TAKE WHAT YOU ARE OWED

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FERNANDO SILPH

HOENN HISTORIA

POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 6:18:08 GMT

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[attr="class","spiral"]Some things shouldn’t be tampered with.

Time, an essential principle of the world, is one of them. The fact that cait alfric has her hands on the means to jump between eras is already a travesty. However, Fernando trusts her, to a degree. She knows better than to distort the events of the world and the complications that come with it.

Dialga is in a class of its own.

If legends are to be believed, the same ones that everyone is apparently aware of, then this is something he cannot let fall in the hands of another. Here, in the time stream, Fernando puts up no protest against the Legend. As long as it remains here, outside of the bearings of their world—his world—there’s no need to interfere.

His greed only exists on an earthly plain. Universal treasures are best left to their own devices.

However, one does not leave without a contingency plan. The idea behind a Legendary encounter is to graph their information for his own. Each of their contributions will put together the puzzle that is PROJECT AVALON. Armed with only ‘one’ of his Dittos, Fernando summons it beside his Smeargle. Together, they looks to TRANSFORM and SKETCH the primal beast, providing him some insight into the Legendary before they’re returned to the present.

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slowe

Masculine

Thirty One

November 13

Cinnabar Island

heterosexual

Kantonian Ambassador

Ex-Head Ranger

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750 height

you gotta use what you've learned in order to receive what you've earned

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Sénon Game

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POSTED ON Mar 1, 2021 7:56:46 GMT

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It felt like he was starting to adjust to the way the world fell to pieces to reset itself around him.

Concepts like gravity, inertia and spacial awareness became meaningless as the reality unfolded and refolded as it pleased, seemingly with a mind of its own.

As terrifying was it was to pursue the Ultra Beasts seconds ago, even more terrifying was the darkness of spaces eternal expanse. Untied ribbons of light drew in his vision like a white smudge on a black piece of paper.

Like rivers of water the many stretched out from a common point. Countless streams of blaring lights and movement flowed past him and into forever.

Those before him, the ones he could see, were torn away by the streams. In the pit of his stomach he felt nothing as he watched them vanish into the light. He knew they were going 'home', wherever home was for them. He was sure how he knew but it was like the feeling of reaching the end of a dream and being only vaguely aware you were about to wake up.

He watched everyone disappear until he was last one.

Then he saw it at the core of the darkness, the source of the streams.

Without ever having seen it in the flesh he knew what he was looking at.

Somewhere inside his heart stirred with terror, that he would be stuck here in this darkness without the lights of time to send him home. Yet when Dialga roared for time to put him in his place. Dialga missed.

He couldn't be sure how he'd managed to so such a thing until he felt the weight of Kadabra on his back. A TELEPORT he didn't have to command.

The Psychic knew what his master wanted and moved to make it happen as the Ranger dreamed it.

Gan emerged from his pokéball, blue and diamond with the grace of a deity. Kirlia and Ralts appeared as well and together, they charged with one mind.

From the back of his timeless mount he raced down the legend itself, using FUTURE SIGHT to predict the path of the time streams reaching out to him and TELEPORTS from the grass psychics to avoid them in the last instant.

He and he team moved as one, refusing the call to return. Not until he saw it with his own eyes; the other.

It hadn't been just time the lot of them had sent barrelling through, it was space.

It was here. It had to be here. If he could just reach Dialga maybe he could reach...

Palkia.

One by one his team allowed him to evade each attempt to put him in temporal submission. Each evasion made his heart thump more violently inside his chest as he wondered if that was his last chance to get home.

He could practically see the universe in lights of Dialga's eyes when the last blast came.

He'd gotten as close he could before evading became impossible and the 'roar of time' swallowed him like a blackhole.

Engulfing the darkness around him...

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and waking him from his dream.

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EVERYONE RETURNS TO THE PRESENT. Thrown through time like this, it takes awhile for many of you to gather your bearings even in the correct timeline. Out of habit, you anticipate the switch: a stumble on level ground, a startling blink, a mistimed exhale. But as the hours pass, it is clear that whatever force that pulled you through the fabric of time is now gone.[break][break]

Still, you swear there are times where things seem out of place. Whether it is old script on what should be a neon sign or a stunning moment of deja vu, occasionally, you feel as if the past or the future is leaking into your present day reality. No one else seems to notice these anomalies.[break][break]

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THANK YOU SO MUCH for participating, everyone! The writing that was published in this thread was absolutely wonderful. In particular, the final round involving Dialga seemed to inspire many of you. SPIRAL and I are absolutely in awe at your work and dedication to this setting. Again, thank you so much.[break][break]

If you would like to add this thread to your curry campsites, you may do so for FEBRUARY or MARCH.[break][break]