AVATAR CHANCE: TAPU LELE

IT RESPONDS TO YOUR CRIES OF DESPERATION

THE COMMISSIONER IS CUT OFF by a sudden sprawl of mist. a PSYCHIC TERRAIN erupts from the winner’s podium. none of them can react as their reflexes crawl to a slow. the domain makes their movements sluggish. the joyous cackle of purple electricity frolics at their helplessness.

within the mist, something beckons. it heeds the cry of the one who's summoned it. a psychic tether pulls John Sullivan well into the pit where he will find an injured tapu lele still nursing its wounds.

for a moment, doug will hear the screams and pained grunts of those around him. they do not exist but their anguish echoes within his mind. instinct warns him not to trust what his eyes belay. the caution of another avatar flashes across his mind before that is wisped away as well.

elsewhere, illeana reyes will feel a pang from within her chest. her powers remain, UNTOUCHED, a parting gift from the island deity she once served. it no longer remains fascinated with her, having long taken its toll in the form of her beloved. many will blame themselves for ALEXANDER STONE’s death, but his undoing is fate. for the price for protecting for those around you is to lose that which you hold most precious.

now, it looks to doug. a new host provides a new source of nourishment. tapu lele feasts on the misery of those that look to exploit its power for themselves. duty. love. justice. human virtues that bear no weight under NATURE’S MADNESS; it only sees the world in black and white.

should he accept, doug will find that his road toward becoming an avatar has been told well before his time: the road to hell is paved on good intentions. and on this road, for every instance he injects himself to be the SOLUTION tapu lele will make sure that he only EXACERBATES the issue further.

a small price to pay to wield the power of a humble god.

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[attr="class","chosen"]YOU ARE WORTHY

[attr="class","chosen2"]
tapu lele has chosen doug, the jinxed, as their avatar.
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doug receives the following perks:

• doug receives 10 infamy.
• doug can call upon a special PSYCHIC TERRAIN from himself at any time, without using a pokemon.
• doug can exert his powers LOWERING THE SPEED of every pokemon within his PSYCHIC TERRAIN. this affects all pokemon except TAPU LELE and lasts as long as they remain in the terrain.
• doug can use tapu lele’s ability to spread magical healing scales for himself, others, and pokemon. overexposure to these scales can temporarily OVERHEAL a target, applying the CURSE effect which deals increased damage over time.
• doug can shatter his magical scales into shards at any time. this grants him WEAK TELEKINETIC control over the shards while near his person. they retain their original properties but can be used to apply a DOT debuff on enemies without healing them. spread of these shards will be determined by a moderator in events.
• feel free to add tapu lele to your party and choose its moves like a gachapon pokemon.

Each second stretched longer than the last as the Commissioner of the Sinnoh Region declared it time to announce the winner.

Doug was one of the many unfortunate plants left to shrivel under the sun unattended, awaiting with bated breath as they ever so slowly inched towards the reveal, sweat pouring down his neck as the words appeared over the large screen.

John Sullivan.

Oh hey, that name was familiar!

Wait a minute.

"Huh." Doug uttered as he found himself standing on the Winner's podium, Sinnoh League's commissioner presenting him with a trophy larger and brighter than his future as he carried on, naming the runner ups one after another.

Staring with suitable shock at the golden trophy presented to him, Doug slowly reached over to try and cradle his prize, chest beginning to swell as he took a deep breath and a broad smile spread over his lips.

"I did it...?" He muttered, finger tips just barely hovering over the gleaming, golden surface. "Holy sh... I really-!?"

Digits pressed against the metallic sheen, and the world became a miasma of pink.

The young Captain almost recoiled as an alien feeling settled over him, weighing him down. His limbs felt heavy, as if trying to move against a river's current.

A thick mist had fallen over the award ceremony, blinding and even deafening him to everything around him.

His friends and colleagues, the many people in attendance, even Sinnoh's Commissioner, a man who had been standing besides him mere moments before- they were all gone.

The only thing he could perceive was her beckoning call.

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A silhouette appeared before him, dragging him deeper into the mist, friends and close ones fading away from the mind as he threw closer and closer.

It is familiar, yet new; the illustrations within the many texts he pored over do her no justice, and the photographs lacked the life she exuded.

A warning tried to rise from his memory as he raised his eyes to meet the Goddess' own.

If there's anything in her gaze, it is beyond him to discern. Blissfully ignorant to his purpose, the youth slowly inched his way towards her and reached out, receiving a mirrored the gesture in return.

But... she came to him instead... Right?

She might well have, and with sound of blood and gore hot on her heels, to boot. Screams he had buried in the back of his mind echoed around him as the world swiveled and turned, nearly dropping him to his knees as the acrid smell of death and the taste of burning ash followed suit.

For a brief moment, Kanto overwhelmed his senses, FERNANDO SILPH's fading words became like thunder, and he faltered, his hand stopping halfway.

I'm on a timer.

His arm shot forward, caution and good sense thrown to the wind as his digits wrapped around the goddess' wrist in a vice grip.

"Clever trick." The youth muttered, glaring at her.

She merely giggled in response.

A blink later, and he was standing back at the podium, Trophy now cradled in his arms and rows upon rows of people stretching out before him, not a whisper of pink or mist in sight.

"... Huh?" He uttered once again, hands squeezing at the trophy as he swallowed the lump suddenly stuck in his throat. Had that actually happened...?

Maybe the heat was getting to him after all...

Hopefully.

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He accepts.

Mama died before she could raise no fool.

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER!

THE STORY OF THREE HOUSES

THE RUNNERS-UP ARE GLITTERED in tapu lele’s scales. rainbow shards embed themselves into their skin, sapping their energy. the sound of their wails echo within the mist but neither tapu lele or John Sullivan can break out of their trance. it’s up to another to dispel the terrain.

refracted sunlight proves blinding from the stadium’s roof. three pokemon use the cover to hide their appearance, gauging the situation before committing to the cause.

the middle one nods to the right and then the left before leaping down as well. they attack in unison, elongated horns cutting through smoke and mirrors.

those present during the MOUNT PYRE EXCURSION will recognize the bulkier pokemon. the TERRAKION charges forward, paving the way for the other two to follow.

the GYM LEADER, the CHAMPION, and FOURTH PLACE, are freed from their binds. each musketeer looks toward the afflicted, huffing with judgement as their SACRED SWORD glistens with the remnants of tapu lele's mist. they offer these trainer a chance to prove themselves, marking them for FUTURE PARTNERSHIPS.

they stand within arm’s reach, waiting. a pledge twinkles in their eyes. all that is required is acceptance. reach out and grab it. time will tell whether you are are worthy of their power.

INSTRUCTIONS

make a brief post where your character decides whether or not to accept COBALION, VIRIZION, or TERRAKION by touching them.

posting order and preference goes according to character performance during the tournament: Melody Miro > kyle lopez > MATIAS SILPH.

these pokemon have strong personality traits that will not bend no matter how much they bond with their trainers.

acting contrary to these traits in front of them may be grounds for them to WILLINGLY LEAVE.

consistency within their presence will EARN THEIR TRUST and with it their power.

these pokemon are NOT TRADABLE.

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[attr="class","chosen"]YOU ARE WORTHY?

[attr="class","chosen2"]
the swords of justice are judging
Melody Miro, kyle lopez, and MATIAS SILPH,
to be their avatars.[break]

these pokemon demonstrate the following traits:

• COBALION: remains calm and composed. brings justice to those that needlessly harm pokemon regardless of affiliation.
• VIRIZION: acts first and acts fast. always eager to showcase its skill or flashiness.
• TERRAKION: protect the weak from the strong regardless of affiliation. never tolerates bullying.
• should these pokemon ever come into conflict with each other, COBALION will have a distinct advantage over both. this passive effect is similiar to SILVALLY's advantage against ULTRA BEASTS.
• feel free to add your sword of justice to your party and choose its moves like a gachapon pokemon.

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An indescribable euphoria washed over melody in waves as she saw everything happening, it was just all...so much! Everyone was happy, celebrating, forgetting about their worries if only for a fleeting moment. To her this was like a dream, for a moment she felt like her mission of unifying Hoenn and spreading joy was finally gaining some traction in the right direction! Yet as per usual, no event could go off flawlessly with no problems whatsoever.

Melody hadn't noticed the pink mist and scales shooting out of the winner's podium as it covered almost everything. She became afflicted by the legendary butterfly's scales she was helplessly stuck much like those who stood besides her and everyone else who had the unfortunate pleasure of being subjected to Tapu Lele's wicked whims.

Yet something suddenly frees the trio on the podium, Melody lets out a gasp of air as the mist around her dissipates and she's face to face with three pokemon she doesn't recognize. She's left speechless for once, what was happening? Who were these...dog horses? Melody couldn't tell what they were, but they were powerful and they knew that

Yet she felt no reason to fear them, in fact she felt a pull towards one of them. She looked to the sides at Matias and Kyle, also freed from their bindings as she approached the strange pokemon. She stared the one in the middle, their eyes met and something tugged at Melody to walk closer towards it. "Y-You..you're so beautiful..you have an iron will don't you? I can hear it" she whispers to the creature as she approached it hypnotically with her hand extended towards it. "Will you help me reach my goal?  Let us be the light in the darkness and strike down those who'd strike without conviction." as her hand made contact with the Pokémon's glowing horn and sparks flickered.

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glittered in scales, matias is quick to react as he attempts to bring a hand down to pokeballs that line his belt. he stops, however, for there is no need to.

SACRED SWORD frees them.

as he peers through smoke and mist, he can't help but remember words said to him not too long ago.

matias... are you also?

there is no hesitation in the way he steps forward, in his eagerness to accept help and power beyond his understanding.

like kyle lopez, he says nothing as he approaches the virizion.

this is his choice.

[attr="class","noodles"]

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER!

A TALE FROM THE BIGGEST LOSER

NOT EVERYONE FINDS GLORY in slateport. in the back alleyways of an abandoned street a fight ensues. the wild screech of an enraged ZARUDE proves ear-piercing as the pokemon vents its frustrations. the forced migration of its flock after the FORTREE EXCURSION has proved stressful to say the least. such stimuli causes the pokemon to break down, becoming unruly and aggressive.

the sound of a sickening crack reaches samuel carter’s ears as he passes by. shortly after, he can hear the sound of something being thrown into a dumpster. by the time he finds the source, the ZARUDE is long gone.

what peeks up from the litter of dirty wrappers and spoilt food isn’t the expected rattata or gulpin. instead, an injured equine tumble out, covered in debris, scratches, with matted mane. the most noticeable detail is that the pokemon seems to be missing a horn, cracked in the middle as if it was torn off.

the pokemon stares back with great fear, timid and hurt. the battle with the legendary ape has left it worse for wear. only compassion and kindness will win it over. behind those soft eyes is the promise of a creature RESOLUTE. all it takes is for someone to teach it to open up.

WHAT WILL YOU DO?

INSTRUCTIONS

make a brief post where your character decides whether or not to help KELDEO.

this pokemon has a strong personality trait that will not bend no matter how much they bond with their trainers.

acting contrary to this trait in front of them may be grounds for them to WILLINGLY LEAVE.

consistency within their presence will EARN THEIR TRUST and with it their power.

this pokemon is NOT TRADABLE.

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[attr="class","chosen"]YOU ARE WORTHY?

[attr="class","chosen2"]
keldeo is judging samuel carter, to be their avatar.[break]

this pokemon demonstrates the following traits:

• KELDEO: never give up and never give in. not even in the face of certain defeat.
• KELDEO must LOSE in an HIGH STAKES EVENT OR RAID to discover its potential.
• should KELDEO START TO LOSE AGAIN in an HIGH STAKES EVENT OR RAID, it's true power may come to light.
• feel free to add your sword of justice to your party and choose its moves like a gachapon pokemon.