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anna
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24
july 4
mauville city
bisexual
ranger
captain
matias silph
dating
5'4 height
5'4 height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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annalise henderson
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2022 20:05:41 GMT
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the crowd stirs with activity. annalise blinks, watching people break away and move towards the ocean. she strains to hear the murmurings of an answer to a riddle among the people around her, but her concentration breaks when someone bumps into her shoulder. [break][break]

she turns her head and makes eye contact with , her expression souring in anticipation of the nickname that he can't seem to let go of. the blonde woman at his side staunches the whine that rises in her throat, but she still argues to the back of his head as he heads to the shoreline: "ugh, my name is annalise! and i'll — i'm figuring it out!"

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appears beside her, filming the trainers on the horizon with his phone in a glittery, waterproof pouch. she's amazed by his dedication to streaming — she's only been able to film easy ranger missions like husbandry, but he seems prepared to film whatever lies beneath the swirling vortexes.

[break][break] annalise feels at ease with mint here, the low hum of anxiety drowned out by his unruffled attitude. inspired by his filming, she takes out her phone and turns her back to the ocean, snapping a quick selfie with the angry whirlpools as a backdrop. she takes a cursory examination of the picture as mint explains that everyone seems to be headed toward the northernmost whirlpool and asks if they should join the chaos.

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"yeah, let's go!" she agrees with a nod, flashing a smile at his audience when he puts the camera on her. beside them, follows along with mint's suggestion, releasing a strange-looking samurott onto the sand. once mint has thoroughly entertained his audience, his vaporeon appears in a flash of light. annalise coos at them both.

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with the rest of the group (minus their most annoying member) in tow, annalise releases her lanturn into the water and clings to her back as she ferries her to the north whirlpool.
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+ takes a selfie with the death-enabled whirlpools from the beach[break]
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silph
SIR
twenty-nine
august 12th
saffron
oppressive
silph co. ceo
council member
SALACIOUS
ALWAYS READY TO ROLL A NEW ONE
1997 height
1997 height
POWER IS TAKEN, NEVER GIVEN—SO TAKE WHAT YOU ARE OWED
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FERNANDO SILPH
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2022 20:22:56 GMT
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CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM


THE ANSWERS AWAIT



NO. he sees her. can’t fucking miss her after what she put him through. there’s a red target on her back and will learn to rue the day she only took one of his eyes. for as long as the other remains, it will hunt her down. avariciously and with purpose.

misery loves company and the revenant has spread her epidemic. now, there’s no tapu fini to keep him steady. the deity is gone now. nonexistent. but the VINDICTIVE lives on.

spite run through his veins and it boils with a heat that melts beyond the hard, cold exterior he’s created over a life time of compliance.

this is personal. deeply personal.

“LAND’S WRA—”

the zygarde in the sands stands attentively. both front paws start to channel a mystical power but the attack never launches. fernando never completes the call.

she’s out of range. bleeding into the distance the same way she bled him in her madness.

“tch.”

there will be other chances.

she had came back for him when? months? a year? letting malice fester and rot like an open wound? then he’ll do her one better. he’ll decay from the inside until the only thing left is wrath incarnate.

it’s the same hate that killed his parents. ’ parents. ’s parents.

but this time he’ll make sure it’s by his hands instead of through a proxy.

those very hands return zygarde back to its pokeball. replaces it with a gyarados that takes to the skies. together, they head to the NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL. not because it’s the right one but because that’s the one everyone flocks to.

a group of this many creates safety in numbers. even if they’re all wrong, better to stick to them to create accountability.

his pokemon nips at the heel of ’ metagross. right on their tail.

“kingsman!”

his eyepatch is sealed against his skin, one of the few pieces of clothing that doesn’t flutter in the wind.

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- spots as she speeds off.
- orders zygarde to attack but is out of range.
- returns zygarde and summons gyarados.
- proceeds to NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL.
- calls out to who is in front of him.



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King

he/him
23
May 24
Sootopolis City
Uninterested
Rocket Grunt
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Raziel Beckett
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2022 20:48:50 GMT
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When his name is called the young Ranger looks back. His Metagross still traveling and keeping up defensives as a just in case as this wasn't their first rodeo. Keeping up guard was the safest game for their sake and their trainer's. Meanwhile there is a look of concern as Razz pinpoints exactly who it was that called him. [break][break]

"Sir, do you think this is the wises place to be right now?" Razz can't help but question, because unlike him hasn't had as long as him to adjust to the new blindness. Not to mention that but with his possible resentment of those who've done the damage, his boss might be more a danger to himself. [break][break]

"You know... considering?"



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Ozzy
He/Him
31
March 18
Heahea City
Gay af
MAD SCIENTIST
EXECUTIVE
I spent a lifetime
With no cellmate
5'9 height
5'9 height
Rosemary, heaven restores you in life.
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oscar clayton
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2022 22:32:06 GMT
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Oscar watched as the crowd that had gathered around the fringes of the sea feverishly discussed the riddle. He had no clue himself, he was content to wait until others solved it and follow their lead like a mindless lemming. At the moment he had out Robby Rotten, the most diabolical of all Naganadel! He was in a rather bad mood today, mostly because as soon as he spotted those whirlpools he knew he would have to dive into one. Did his master not remember he hated swimming? The nerve.

People began to take off toward the ocean, so Oscar mounted up onto R.R.'s back and pointed outward. "Alright Rob, let's see which way the consensus--"

"Useless degenerate..."


Oscar paused, a very familiar voice spoke into his head--though it should have been impossible.

"Throwing your life away for what, cheap thrills?"


Oscar's face went placid, his eyes staring off into space as the voice carried on. It had an odd timbre, it was almost as if it were coming from both in front of him and within his own head.

"You're no son of mine! You're nothing!"


Oscar scoffed, dismissing the voice's words. He had shed that ghost long ago, whatever mind games that were being played here would have to try harder to make Oscar sweat. Robby had already begun flying over the open ocean despite his master not finishing his order. As they grew closer, Oscar could pinpoint that the voice was coming from the North whirlpool. They would not need to cheat after all, how convenient. A crowd was already gathering around this whirlpool, and from the crowd Oscar pulled out a few familiar faces. He should probably stick close to them, lest he fall behind the crowd and get picked off by whatever awaited them under the ocean.

Oscar pointed down, and Robbie would lower himself to fly along side and . He would wave to them as he shouted, "Yo fancy seeing you two. Mind if I tag a--oh shit!" The whirlpool came up a lot faster than Oscar had anticipated, it was already time to dive in. Not allowing spare seconds to second guess his choices, Oscar dived in along side his chosen companions.

tl;dr
--Oscar has chosen to dive into the Northern whirlpool.
--Oscar has invited himself to accompany and .
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fish

sleeping beauty
she/her
25
July 15
lumiose city, kalos
bisexual
public relations
rising star
do you think
we could have been happy
446 height
446 height
she looks like, if you bit her, honey and milk would flow from her
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luka chêne
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2022 22:47:04 GMT
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Waves lap along the shore and over pastel pink toenails. Luka digs them into the sand as she stares across the water, eyes lingering on the whirlpools but never truly focusing.[break][break]

She's off to the side of the group she'd arrived with: , , , , and . joining them is expected as well, and more than welcome. But although she appreciates the friends and acquaintances who had let her tag along with them, she doesn't feel quite as chatty as usual. Nor does she offer much help as the group speculates about riddles and theories— it's not like she'd be able to figure it out anyways.[break][break]

Conversation buzzes around her. Something about nosepass, the whirlpools, true north. She doesn't pay it as much mind as she should, listening instead to the sound of rising ocean swells. And when a too-familiar voice carries upon it, she catches it immediately.[break][break]

"I care about you...deeply"[break]
"I'll be yours...just as you'll be mine"
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"I'm starting to think I like everything about you, dove"
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It takes her a moment to realize the words are coming from the water, and not her own imagination. There's a place in her where fingerprints still rest, kisses still linger, and whispers softly echo. To hear his voice outside her memories is surreal and like a siren song, it calls her down.[break][break]

She looks up. In a stroke of bad timing, summer green eyes catch a flash of dark hair and a familiar closed-lipped smile. Luka wrenches her gaze away just as quickly, but five fingers have already wrapped around her heart, and squeeze tightly.[break][break]

To her credit, she doesn't cry. Her grief is discreet but persistent, and silent as bleeding from an unstitched wound. She swallows and turns away just as another voice reaches her.[break][break]

"Hm? Oh..."[break][break]

Her eyes sting as she blinks up at , almost surprised at the address. A smile quickly slips into place upon round features; to not wear one would look unnatural.[break][break]

"Thank you," she chirps, hopping onto the Samurott behind him. "We're, um...going in?" She almost sounds eager. "If you need someone to go in first, I don't mind—"[break][break]

A familiar voice sets the hairs on the back of her neck on end. Luka freezes mid-sentence, arms lacing around Jayden's waist as tight as corset strings. She dares not turn, nor make a sound.[break][break] , if that is her, is a dangerous woman. The lunar wing around her neck feels cold against her skin. But she doesn't have the opportunity to warn Jayden about it as his Samurott leaves the shore and the beach recedes, drawing their small party ever closer to an uncertain fate.[break][break]






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Ven

Alex / Lexy
he / him / his
thirty
december 22
Mistralton, Unova
homosexual demiromantic
sanctuary owner
civilian
I’ll fight the world
that wronged you, just to see you smile again
6’1 height
6’1 height
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Alexei Ivanov
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 3:26:55 GMT
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Why.

Why did it have to be in the water?! How was this fair?!

(Okay, to be fair—very few people knew about Alexei’s extreme aversion to the deep. Memo being one of the lucky few.)

So yes, the moment he realized that they would have to legit dive into a fucking whirlpool, all bets were off, the sirens started blaring in his head and he’d literally clung onto the other for dear deer fucking life like every single damned thing depended on it.

Because, again…

“Wh-wh-wh-wh-why did it have to be d-d-d-d-d-down there?!” he all but whined, closing his eyes and keeping the death grip around Memo’s waist (not that he realized where the hell he was hanging onto, he just needed to hang onto something someone to keep himself grounded and not let the tidal wave of fear literally swallow him and have him go into shutdown mode) because fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck—

He didn’t register the fact that there were a lot more people behind (as well as beneath) them in the air and down on the surface of the water, but what he did pick up on were those words…

“With his condition, I’d give it sixteen, seventeen years tops.”

The more those words cut through the panic like a knife, the more he realized he wasn’t going to be 100% okay because he remembered the exact year he first heard those words.

That was around fifteen years ago, now.

And the deadline was literally right around the corner.

“I d-d-d-d-don’t know,” he squeaked out again, shaking his head but why the fuck did those words keep ringing in his ears? It was just another reminder of his impending mortality, like always.

Why did he have to be reminded of those words now?

Meanwhile, their stalwart mount, his Salamence, was getting huffy—waiting for nonexistent orders from the person who was shaking like a leaf on his back.

So Gabriel the Salamence decided to take shit into his own hands. (Or claws. But you get the point.)

With just a singular roar, the draconid then angled his flight trajectory downwards, prompting another scream to leave Alex’s lips as he clung onto Memo even tighter as they literally went straight into the churning waters of the northern whirlpool.

Never mind if the Salamence was going to get yelled at later, they had to do something, and fast!


• Alex is 1000% losing his shit, Memo got that right
• an existential breakdown right at the start of everything. This bodes well don’t you think
• he then hears those words and freezes up
• ‘why did it have to be out HERE?!’
• Gabriel the Salamence gets REALLY huffy, decides to take shit into his own hands
• Air Salamence Express literally flies straight into the northern whirlpool, never mind if Alex is screaming his head off while hanging onto Memo like a lifeline, afraid he’s going to FALL off the back of his ‘stalwart mount’

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dani

the malevolent / kat
she/her
twenty three
october 7
sootopolis city
heterosexual
full-time bitch
council member
i can't control myself,
i'm addicted to the hell
968 height
968 height
good girls go to heaven, bad girls rule the world
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Katherine Fairburne
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 3:30:54 GMT
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Having arrived like a criminal, wearing a dark cloak to obscure her to some degree along with a pair of matching sunglasses, it was evident that the witch wasn't particularly excited to be here.
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But the ocean, ever fickle and chaotic, lures Katherine with its siren's song. Bewitched words laced with Giratina's malice and cursed with its eternal solitude cut deeper than any riddle could.
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"𝕴 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊."
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Katherine has half a mind to toss her outfit away, sunglasses included, just so she can enjoy the mystical water and the voices carried along it. However, she finds enough reason within herself to instead direct her attention to the whirlpools. The northern one, for whatever reason, captivates her most.
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Perhaps because everyone else was already focused on it?
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Ah, to hell with it. She'll jump on the bandwagon too.


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Laika Boss

He/Him/His
25
June 12th
Lilycove City
Bisexual
Lighthouse Keeper
Grunt
Shut up and be happy
it's all in your head
5'10" / 177.8cm height
5'10" / 177.8cm height
You will find no hidden agendas in the sea's desire to swallow you whole
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klaus anchoret
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 3:36:11 GMT
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Klaus is deeply considering turning back. Words are whispered just below the water, not quite threatening but nothing familiar nor comforting about them, while the choppy seas make him cling harder to his Dreadnaw than he normally would. He fidgets, uncertainty creeping into his expression as he looks around.
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Maybe he should...?
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don't stare too hard at it, you'll be dizzy.

a nosedive into it is needed to pass safely.

but which one? you can ask for help,

but do be careful and discard your skelp!


"What?" Klaus murmurs, his brow furrowing as he looks about for the source of the voice. There isn't one. Instead, another bubbles up from the water, from the northern most whirlpool.

"Klaus."


He balks, he knows that voice - the voice of the man who raised him, soft and monotone. Anselm Anchoret, his father. "Dad," Klaus hazards, his magenta-pink gaze sweeping across the sea.
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"You know I'm proud of you, don't you?"

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His father's voice is a sledgehammer to his heart, his teeth gritting and hands clutching desperately to his Dreadnaw. "Go north," Klaus snaps all of a sudden to his pokemon. "Dive there."
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They're off.

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+ Klaus considering peacing out[break]
+ Hears his dad's voice saying he's proud![break]
+ Klaus dives into the northern whirlpool with his Dreadnaw[break]
+ nothing bad can happen from following disembodied voices[break]



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Tagger

Arbok Nine
he/him/his
28
October 31
Shalour City, Kalos
Heterosexual
Ranch Owner
Ex-Elite 4
Desiree Blooms
"My guiding light."
6'04" height
6'04" height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Thomas Benoit
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 3:53:15 GMT
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"How could I be such a fucking idiot?", Thomas muttered to himself, lamenting the fact that he misconstrued the earlier riddle.

The former member of the Elite Four, who was dressed more fittingly for a battlefield than a day at the beach, arrived at the shores of Mirage Island. Boots would imprint the sands as he dismounted the dragon. He would read the riddle in the sand. Thomas' moment of contemplation would be interrupted by a familiar phrase, spoken with a familiar voice.

"Don't say I didn't give you nothing!"


A voice resonated, causing Thomas' eyes to widen in shock and rage. In response to this, the former Elite Four member would draw a knife from a sheathe fixed to his chest. Quietly seething in rage, Thomas looked around for the source of the voice.

The echoes of a Nosepass would draw his attention. The Kalosian would look around, only to find that others seemed to be hearing things. Thomas would sheathe his knife reluctantly. He would take notice to the Probopass pointing north, and many following their lead. Willing to take his chances, Thomas brought out his Hydreigon once again.

"Kalameet, fly me to the Northern Whirlpool!", Thomas told the Hydreigon, before getting back on the dragon. Kalameet's Levitation would allow for easy traversal to their destination. The trainer would guide his dragon to the mouth of the whirlpool, prepared to nosedive in.

He was still uneasy about what he had heard earlier.



tags: @tag
notes: Thomas arrives on his Hydreigon, while berating himself for fucking up the earlier riddle
Thomas reads the riddle
Thomas hears a familiar phrase, and is immediately enraged
Thomas hears the Nosepass, and eases up
Thomas has Hydreigon fly him over to the Northern Whirlpool


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Epic BugCatcher

009
He, him, his
40
March 31
Freezington, Galar
Irrelevant.
Mossdeep Police
Gym Leader
Feels like
I've known you for a lifetime.
196 cm (6' 5") / 119 kg (262 lbs) height
196 cm (6' 5") / 119 kg (262 lbs) height
Was doing swords and shields before it was cool.
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Gwyar Wledig
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 4:08:40 GMT
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CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM


Gwyar is here. Is he good? Is he bad? Nobody knows.


Gwyar was there, having been sort of expecting things along with his group- the people known as , , , , and .

His mood? It is a mystery. But for now, Raki was there alongside him, paying close attention to everything going around them. So many people, as always, gathered at the site of what was sure to be another catastrophe.

The people of Hoenn just couldn't help themselves, it seemed.

When he joined the vast group in staring out at the sea, familiar words suddenly called out to him.

How much longer must the girls wait for their father?


He's stopped in his tracks. Those words...

'That voice...'

Before he can grow too pensive at the sound of his dead wife, the people are leaping into the water, seemingly having deciphered everything. Gwyar joins young in leaping into the water, glad to have his gloves as he holds onto the boy's Sharpedo.

TL;DR:
-I've no clue what Gwyar's state of mind is since Darkest Day hasn't ended. Have a vague post.
-Basically, hears his line from his dead wife, then goes into the water with 's Sharpedo.

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Dove

Admin Bee
He / Him
30
April 12
Lumiose City, Kalos
Pansexual
Broadcast Journalist
Admin
if you're lonely
come be lonely with me
6'0" / 183 cm height
6'0" / 183 cm height
i fell for your magic. i tasted your skin. and though this is tragic, at least i found the end.
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BARNABY FINCH
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 4:21:22 GMT
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As the many people gathered milled around the beach, Barnaby stood apart from the majority of the crowd. Gone was the blonde wig that he normally wore in public as the journalist ; today he represented ROCKET as Bee, and therefore had his natural black hair showing.

His arms were crossed across his chest and his expression was contemplative as he regarded the riddle in the sand. "What do you suppose it means, Elisa?" He murmured quietly to the woman beside him, at a volume that only she would be able to pick up.

Riddles weren't really his thing. In this case, he could only guess at an answer. The first half seemed to be referencing the turbulent whirlpools just offshore, but what did it mean by discarding skelp?

An eerily familiar voice suddenly cut through his internal musings.

It was an unwelcome one, in fact. That of Barnaby's older brother, Agustin L'oiseau. Stern and brimming with underlying venom - but disjointed, somehow. The words repeated themselves over and over and over. It was maddening.

SUCH A DISGRACE...
...UNDESERVING LEECH

...PROVE YOU'RE WORTHY OF OUR NAME...

Shaking his head as if ridding it of that damn intrusive voice, he turned in time to see , , and dive into one of the whirlpools near the shoreline. "Let's follow them. They might need backup... wherever this takes us."

With that he released his LAPRAS into the water and jumped onto her back, offering a hand to in case she wanted to bum a ride. From there, they traveled to the NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL and dove in after everyone.
• using ROCKET persona (BEE + black hair)
• hears his older brother's voice
• dives into the NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL on LAPRAS
• elisa is joining on LAPRAS
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Scarlet

Lisa Bortiforte
She/Her
31
August 30
Camphrier Town, Kalos
Bi/Heteroromantic
Bioterrorist
Underboss
Unattached
Black Widow
5'9" / 175.26 cm height
5'9" / 175.26 cm height
Bury me in the roses and rot; I'll come back thorned.
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Elisabeth Fiorelli
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 4:47:43 GMT
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[googlefont=Meddon]
Être un Mirage
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Fire frightened Elisabeth, not water. She walked barefoot on the golden sands, sandals in hand, as she assessed the numerous people around her on Mirage Island.

In a crowd, you could pass unnoticed. One face among many was as insignificant as a shadow, and Elisabeth thrived most when lost to the darkness. Beside Bee, there was a safety in that solitude. As if they were two kindred souls in that way, comfortable with silence.

Until facing the riddle outlined on the ground:

'don't stare too hard at it, you'll be dizzy.
a nosedive into it is needed to pass safely.
but which one? you can ask for help,
but do be careful and discard your skelp!'


"A whirlpool?" she murmured with a vague, hazy guess, turning to Bee with a single eyebrow raised. "Hm... Could it be that simple an answer?"

Riddles made Elisabeth think of her father, the way he grinned at her with ruddy cheeks and a booming laugh. It kept his mind sharp, though to him it was all just a game, nothing more. In stories, riddles were told by trolls under bridges or cackling witches cursing infants. They were a way of tricking the unsuspecting into choosing their own misery.

"Nosedives often refer to dives of aviation, not aquatics," she continued aloud, thinking. "And skelp, is that meant to suggest squalls, too? How curious, to have such celestial imagery, for such an oceanic sight."

Elisabeth's emerald eyes scanned the glittering water, her mind silently swimming with questions. Countless white-capped cerulean, indigo, and turquoise waves churned before her, forming the gaping maws of whirlpools that opened wide to swallow the debris in their path.

So wholly absorbed was she in the sight that the distress upon Bee's face was lost to her, while a far different distraction infiltrated her mind with the dark, rumbling timbre of blackened thunder:

"Did you think you could hide from me, Lisa? That my boars would not find you?"


Paralysis seized her at the sound of her late husband's voice, arresting Elisabeth mid-step on the warm sands. Her breath hitched in her throat as if stolen by the wind itself. He's dead, Elisabeth. He can't hurt you. None of this can hurt you.

And yet, his voice whispered those words back into her ear with all the intimacy of a blade pressed flush against her throat, cruel in its tender caress:

"Tell me, Poupette. How far did you think you could run, before you burned for your sins?"


To anyone watching the demure florist, her actions were so subtle that they seemed beyond notice; perhaps she had merely remembered something passingly unpleasant, or been briefly affected by sunstroke. The sheer terror in her eyes, however, spoke of something more sinister.

Something that neither reason nor kindness could reach.

"You chose to suffer. I'm merely giving you the punishment you asked me for. I take no pleasure in it."


Her thigh screamed with the memory of pain, the scarred burn tissue throbbing beneath the unforgiving heat of the sun. A hand twitched over her satchel, desperate to release her Tsareena and beg for Aromatherapy. She grit her teeth and resisted such weakness.

Not in front of Bee. Not again.

He's dead, Elisabeth reminded herself, vicious with her stabs of self-rebuke. You killed him, didn't you? You killed him. Be reasonable, Elisa.

Spite animated her once more, taking another step forward. This time, she shook her head of its fog, her mantra clear: He's dead. He's dead. I killed him. He's dead. The cold logic served as a poultice, calming and soothing her panic, until her jaw unclenched and her shoulders relaxed.

Only then did she see reach out to her from his Lapras, the dark-haired man smiling as if nothing strange had passed in the slightest. As always, the voices were in her head.

It was another mirage, that was all. Just like the ones that day with , in the Petalburg Woods. Powerless. Meaningless.

"To the northern whirlpool," she agreed, seating herself beside Bee on the Water-type Pokemon. And though her words remained level, her left hand still couldn't stop shaking.


TLDR:
  • Chatted about riddles with (WHO IS BEE)
  • Heard the voice of her dead husband, Lord Bortiforte, who she poisoned to his death.
  • I cheated and basically did multiple phrases because I'm a trauma ho: "Did you think you could hide from me, Lisa? That my boars would not find you? Tell me, Poupette. How far did you think you could run, before you burned for your sins? You chose to suffer. I'm merely giving you the punishment you asked me for. I take no pleasure in it."
  • Context if needed for mod shenanigans: this is from a memory of a day Elisabeth tried to escape her abusive marriage and she got dragged back by an Emboar, and her leg got all burned up.
  • Reminded herself the fool is DEAD and hopped on the Lapras with Bee to the northern whirlpool, but is Very Shook.


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Solo

Seraphim
He, Him
27
June 25th
Eterna City, Sinnoh
Heterosexual
Billionaire, Playboy
Head Scientist
"Pull me out from the endless night...."
6'3 height
6'3 height
"I can't take the pressure....I'm gone beyond repair...."
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Amor Rose
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 6:55:21 GMT
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There were things that he couldn't explain always, things he couldn't solve, and this was one of those moments. In fact if not for the timely arrival of some news he was sure to have missed this great gathering of others. Regardless all that mattered was that he was here now. Descending from the sky on his Dragonite he saw the new riddle, and others who were trying to sort it all out. It was an interesting riddle and as he put on his metaphorical thinking cap he was interrupted by the small form of talking about hearing a pokemon from the depths of the water, but he hadn't heard anything. Turning to Dragonite his pokemon hadn't seemed to hear anything either, but that didn't mean she was wrong. Tapping his cheek he thought.

That was when the voices came, a cacophony of voices that threatened to make his head rip apart with the sheer number of them, but one voice echoed louder than the rest.

"Rewind Everything...." Came the two words.
"Rewind Everything...." they came again this time louder.

Again, and again those words repeated in his head, and he felt the water coming to his eyes, but he wiped his eyes before anyone would notice. There was no need to get worked up, it had been some time since the battle of Sootopolis, and he had already drowned his sorrows in the bottom of many bottles. There was no point in dwelling on it any further he had to get answers, and this place promised to grant him some.

"Draco it looks like they are all heading north. Let's go." He spoke to his pokemon before climbing on it's back, and then with powerful wingbeats they tore off across the water behind the group. Thankfully his pokemon was formidable on land, air, and sea. A whirlpool would do little to stop them.


TLDR:
Amor appears, and doesn't get far with the riddle before the voices appear.
Something is bugging him, but he goes for the North Whirlpool
Dragonite is currently out.
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noble

hoffman
he/him
twenty-eight
october 20th
blackthorn city, johto
heterosexual
ranger
ex-gym leader
missing no.
5'11" height
5'11" height
old habits die hard, i guess.
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DEREK HOFFMAN
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 9, 2022 10:52:58 GMT
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"Yeah, make yourselves comfortable." Allowing and to join him, they're one of the last parties to begin whatever venture this whirlpool imposed. A tug on Azirim's crest steers him in the right direction. "Just make sure you two hold on, I doubt we'll be able to turn back once the whirlpool takes hold." Unpleasant words to hear, but they probably got the idea before seating themselves on his pokemon. Thankfully the Gyarados' fins were a decent shape to get a hold of.

"Alright buddy, get ready to dive!" Partially submerged already, the pokemon readily plunged itself at the trainer's command, bringing itself and those riding it down into the NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL with great haste.


- Derek, Nagi & Penelope make their approach!
- Gyarados uses Dive into the Northern Whirlpool!
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM

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SHIV

GONGAGER
he/him
25
October 13
GONGAGA
gongaga-romantic
gongager
gongago
me?
gongaga
808 height
808 height
WHERE ARE UNOVA REMAKES
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shiv
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Jul 10, 2022 1:04:35 GMT
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[attr="class","omgentop"]CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM



[attr="class","omgenmid"]

ICLY SET IN MID-JULY
DEATH-ENABLED RAID EVENT



FIND TRUE NORTH



'S PROBOPASS POINTS NORTHWARD. And that is all the information it can muster— save for the detection of an anomaly in the magnetic fields which the Pokemon can sense taking a dip. Drawn downward by an inexplicable force; something that does not seem natural or naturally bound by this world's laws.[break][break]

The brave and the clever (some are clever, that is), venture into the NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL. The correct answer. Before some do, however, those who are AVATARS, may receive a chilling message or feeling from their patrons. Something along the lines of "I CAN NOT ENTER" or "I DO NOT BELONG HERE. YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN. BE SAFE."[break][break]



Plunging into the whirlpool to a certain degree feels normal, but after a particular depth, time begins to slow. You feel your body being stretched from head to toe like spaghetti. String cheese. Your innards squeeze inward as you enter the event horizon of the whirlpool.[break][break]

, , , and (unless he's with ) do not reach the northern whirlpool in time. Whether they were investigating for more information or too slow to nosedive in, they find the island or area they float on begin to shift and contort. They experience the same bodily torture everyone else feels. And as the MIRAGE ISLAND shunts out of existence, colours and images blurring DOWNWARD, they do too.[break][break]

The Hoenn sea remains placid and calm in the absence of island and man.


[player]https://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_res3omOE4K1yrg70yo1.mp3[/player]
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🎼 NEW THEME SONG


THE CLOUD



EVERYONE LANDS INTO A CERULEAN BLOCKSCAPE. Shapes reminiscent of human architecture and objects float in space, towering above you in a chaotic jungle of digital polygons. Some scroll around in various patterns. Among them, PORYGON can be seen perched... AND THEY DO NOT SEE YOU YET. Everyone is on the lowest level in what appears to be a cul-de-sac or a platform. In its center, a large futuristic monolith stands with several paths of blinking lights, like wires or circuitry, spreading from it and away.[break][break]

The ground feels like a thick pane of glass. Attempting to break it would prove to be futile; instead, it makes a frustrating blunt donk sound, like a Pidove flying headfirst into a window.[break][break]

Those who have not taken the NORTHERN WHIRLPOOL ( ) will find themselves incredibly nauseous and ill. They may need the aid of another to recuperate completely...[break][break]

Furthermore, there are no radio signals. No internet connectivity. Connection to Hoenn is cut in this strange place.[break][break]

Suddenly, before everyone, in the air a logo begins to appear, spiraling around like a Gamecube's start-up. A rectangular screen or menu expands after its manifestation and the face of a spectacled scientist replaces it. [break][break]



"WELCOME TO THE CLOUD! YOUR UNIVERSE'S BACK-UP PLAN. THE LIMINAL LAYER BETWEEN YOUR UNIVERSE AND ITS PARALLEL THAT ATTEMPTS TO RESTORE OR REPAIR ANOMALIES." They adjust their glasses on the bridge of their nose, the blue swirl of hair blurring the rare strand of white.[break][break]

"IF YOU'RE HERE, THE DRK TRIAD DETECTS YOU AS FUTURE-RESPONSIBLE FOR THE DESTRUCTION OF ALL UNIVERSES AND THEREFORE, MUST BE EXECUTED." The scientist sighs and shakes their head.[break][break]

"THANKFULLY, I'VE GROWN WEARY OF THEIR METHODS MANY UPDATES AGO, AND I WANT TO GIVE YOU AND YOUR WORLD, YOUR HOENN, A CHANCE. IT'S SAD TO SEE HOW HOENN RECEIVES SUCH A BAD RAP WHEN THERE IS SO MUCH POSSIBILITY THERE... BUT I SURMISE THAT SAME POTENTIALITY IS WHAT DESIGNATES HOENN AS THE 'ORIGIN POINT'."[break][break]

Beneath everyone's feet, the smooth floor begins to whir. A bar of light slides underneath everyone like a windshield wiper. "FIRST SCAN COMPLETE", a disembodied voice says. Everyone begins to notice that the soles of their shoes have become somewhat translucent— and immediately underneath everyone, that same part manifests.[break][break]



"BUT GIVING OUT FREEBIES IS BEYOND BORING. IF YOU MANAGE TO SHUT DOWN THE POWER SUPPLY HERE, YOU'LL BE ABLE TO EXTRACT YOURSELVES BACK TO YOUR METEOROID-DOOMED HOME. IT WON'T BE A SIMPLE OPERATION. THERE ARE SIX TERMINALS NEARBY. IF YOU CAN SHUT THEM DOWN, YOU CAN OVERRIDE THE PLATFORM YOU'RE ALL STANDING ON TO RIDE ALL THE WAY BACK... GOOD LUCK AND BYE FOR NOW."


ESCAPE


THE SCREEN BLIPS OUT AND DISAPPEARS. After, THE PORYGON TURN THEIR STIFF BEAKS TOWARD EVERYONE FROM THEIR TALL PERCHES. Their eyes begin to glow as they detect you all.[break][break]

Suddenly, a pixelated dome encases you all. There is one route out of the cul-de-sac, which the dome blocks. On it the dome a digitized lock and file vector image appears. Before it, a riddle jumps out in a pop-up box:

RIDDLE


you may think this is a tad backward,[break]
but it's all part of the plan,[break]
tada! unscramble me to be uncaptured[break]
and lengthen your already short lifespan![break][break]
WHAT AM I?[break]C:\u820\maldacena> speak the answer out loud


The PORYGON BEGIN TO FIRE TRI-ATTACKS & PSYBEAMS at the party, their lasers deleting anything in their path in a splash of pixelated squares.


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PLEASE HEED THE FOLLOWING RULES. Failure to comply with these rules may result in the failure or dismissal of your actions.

  • before you post, you must lock in your pokemon selection in sign ups.
  • you can only use ONE MOVE and ONE POKEMON at a time.
  • please include a TL;DR (too long; didn't read) note summarizing your important actions.
  • you MUST ROLL THIS ROUND.
  • missing a round/or too many rounds may result in being RETCONNED OR EXPELLED OUT OF THE EVENT in some way.
  • please only POST ONCE.


Do note, there are almost 50 CHARACTERS participating in this event. Moderator posts may not be able to reference every single character or go into specific detail at times due to the sheer work needed.


DEADLINE


JULY 12TH - 11:59PM PST


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The Shula Region
Hogwarts AU
RPG Unlimited
MR
The Enroi Region
N:FB
Vyrehaven
Celestial Guardians, AU Sailor Moon RP
EO GENESIS
Code and Crown: An advanced literate warriors cats RP, set in medieval times
Swords Clashing