GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD

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Madeline McKenna
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 1:59:30 GMT
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[attr="class","samjermain"]There was no time to contemplate the state of her hometown. Or, at least, this world’s version of her old stomping grounds. As she emerged from the portal, the square erupted with panicked screams. Orange eyes watched as the peasants fought against the tsunami of sludge, instantly reminded of The Blob. But, with it being real, there was nothing funny about it.

As Cillian and the others jumped in, the redhead found herself squished into the back of the crowd. With hundreds of hands-on one deck, the entire place felt like a Twister board. But it was a bunch of Renaissance Festival people claiming for purchase on barricades. Not really the type to lead, the redhead hesitated. Sure, she was built like a bear and a black belt, but some part of her still struggled to act under pressure. Madd was kind of like a bull with a ring in its nose.

All the psychic attacks flying around didn’t help. Each burst of pink energy made her draw her jacket tighter around herself. It reminded her just how powerless her Swiss cheese brain was in a mess like this.


She glanced over her shoulder for reassurance, expecting Yakky to be there. But she quickly remembered she’d withdrawn him. So, there’d be zero orders coming from there. With a deep breath, she tossed out her Crobat. “Keep people safe, okay?” The purple bat chirped at her, swooping instantly into the fray. Its claws picked up one peasant from the slime’s grasp, ferrying him out of the way.

What the hell should I do? She needed a second to breathe—somewhere away from grasping monster hands and mind-crushing dragon-birds. It’d be nice if there was a place to chill out for a second—wait. Her eyes lifted to the hot springs. This place was important, right. It was where the dogs relaxed after their battles. A magical place of healing and recovery. One that something was trying to taint.
As another wave shot out the door, Madeline felt her heartbeat. Wasn’t all that pressure coming from somewhere? A place like this wasn’t exactly using pumps to pull water. That meant it had a source. Madd recalled the tour she’d taken once.

Without a word to anyone else, she ran toward the outskirts of the city. If she was wrong, she didn’t want to be a laughingstock. Dying here was bad enough without it embarrassing her. From her belt, she withdrew a Blastoise. A quick calculation told her this would probably be the hot water’s source. Breath puffed out in white clouds as she turned to the turtle.

“You feel the water?” It nodded, once. She imitated the gesture, moving to light up a cigarette. “See if you can hit it.” With a call, the Blastoise dug its claws in and began to spin.

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  • Really impressed by ’s ability to corral people
  • Realizes she doesn’t have anything that can ward off the poison
  • Sneaks out back to find the spring’s source
  • Crobat is left to help ferry people out of danger
  • Has Blastoise try to dig down and divert the spring from the poison geyser with Rapid Spin

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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 2:16:19 GMT
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It seemed 's words were not heeded in the heat of the moment; were 's EARTHEN SPIKE to pierce the lion's skin, it would be an injury that would leave his prized Pokémon bedridden for the rest of his life... a low quality standard the Gym Leader would not tolerate. The Pyroar bled as the spire rose into him, though the sudden burst of wind conjured by sent him flying into the HAMMERLOCKE portal.

Josh's eyes noticed a pool of blood expanding beneath his feline steed as they emerged in the desolate Galarian city. The Pyroar couldn't last forever. He slid down from the feline's back not a moment too soon, the king of the savannah FAINTING.

Not only had he failed to save Calyrex's life, he had endangered the life of one of his own Pokémon. Now was not the time to be swallowed in the despair of failure, though. There was work to do. Work that required him to bring out the big guns. "Raikiri!" Josh recalled the Pyroar and lobbed a very special Poké Ball skyward, the Zeraora within striking to the ground next to him as fast as a lightning bolt. He gave the quadrupedal, feral-looking thundercat a pat on the head before jumping on and zipping himself into the cocoon on his partner's back. A loud purr rattled him; it appeared the mythical creature was just as fired up as the Gym Leader was.

He had good reason to be fired up, too: the screams of peasants being grabbed by mysterious and deadly-looking hands. "We have to help them, Raikiri!" the Master of Faster shouted. "Plasma Paws!" With an uncharacteristically sharp squeeze at the Zeraora's sides, an indicator of Josh's fearlessness and urgency, he spurred the electric-type to top speed for the first time since the attack on his Gym. They charged down Hammerlocke's streets faster than a race car, attempting to cleave through the hands with PLASMA FISTS.




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- 's windstorm prevents Josh from being skewered by 's EARTHEN SPIRE.
- Josh finds himself in HAMMERLOCKE, his Pyroar FAINTED.
- PRIMARY ACTION: Josh gets on his Zeraora's back and attempts to save peasants by cleaving the hands with PLASMA FISTS.

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Josh            Human             ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Raikiri         Zeraora           Good
Saber           Manectric         Good
Aslan           Pyroar**          KO
Resheph         Dragonair         Good
Mastema         Togekiss          Good
Sidewinder      Dragapult         Good


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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 3:45:58 GMT
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CIRCHESTER

chaos tears the world asunder. faction lines blur. gaunt-faced civilians trip over each other to run and cower or follow the orders of the newcomers. freya weaves through the city with her beloved, never too far from death in its cloying, poisonous form.

hands claw and scrape for whatever they can get their hands on. it's a horrible thing to hear - skin bubbling, bones cracking. a terrible thing to witness - loved ones ripped out of grasp. everything in her aches to draw closer to him, but that will not protect them.

psychic abilities had spared some, while earthlike eruptions had taken care of others. whatever this thing is - whatever these hands belong to - it has a weakness.

eventually they come upon the source of the poison. the waves ripple out from circhester's bath. her eyes smart. she raises her arm to her nose and squints. nearby, someone releases their blastoise and sends it spinning in an attempt to clear some of the sludge.

but it just keeps coming.

lyune's forked tongue probes at the acrid air. metal groans. he shifts his wings, scraping talons anxiously against the ground. the poison bubbles and freya swallows thickly, reaching for the tera orb at her hip. the dragon beside her hums as he dips his psyche into the z-crystal fitted on his saddle.

his scales ripple. blue shivers and melts into onyx. steel plating forms an ornate crown upon his brow. claws lengthen and teeth glint. the fire in his mouth is metallic. the humming is a grating, dangerous sound. he bares his back to her. 

she hesitates. on the sidelines, the rupture might send the poison out in a wave. it may swallow her whole. on his back, if something takes him, she will go down with him.

she climbs into his saddle and grips his reins. blind, faithful heroism is a story for the ages, no? she reaches up and clutches her black scale. its warmth has long since faded, cold as the giant black serpent that rests another realm away. - or does it? is that realm closer? is its hunter closer still?

fire burns in both their eyes. pale and gold, flecked with black. lyune roars, wings flaring. steel screeches as he lifts his weight from the ground and leaps, landing with explosive force in the center of the bath.
SHIELD RAID

salamence has STEEL TERA

main action: salamence uses earthquake in the middle of the bath

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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 4:04:23 GMT
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[attr="class","textarea"] "we'll find out soon," jayden says to the other admin, giving their hand a light squeeze of reassurance. if the king had sent them there, it must have been for a reason.

[break][break] heartbeats later, jayden and the others stepped into a cityscape so familiar that it had only occurred in his dreams as of late. ballonea's nightscape unfolded before him just as he'd remembered it — multicolored shrooms glimmered like lanterns in the dark, lighting a gentle glow upon the city's streets. delicate swaths of soft blues, enchanting greens, and radiant purple illuminated the area before them, shimmering underneath a clear evening sky.

[break][break] it made nostalgia blossomed sharp in jayden's chest, a reminder of everything that he'd left behind before he'd gone to kanto. inexplicably, his hand tightened around 's own.

[break][break] it was almost home.

[break][break] but it wasn't. something about it was unmistakably wrong, something that was just a little off-kilter, just a little bit out of place. the absence of the cross estate, of that one corner of gothic architecture at the corner of the city; the exact pattern of tricolor mushrooms that had lit up the stores between his school and home; the opening fog of glimwood tangle was somehow different than he remembered it being, as if being suffocated by something much darker and more real. most of all, the scent of poison and sludge was so sharp in the air that it immediately drew his gazed to it — the waves of sludge that withered away the flora not unlike that of 's newfound power, and the sudden scream that ripped away one of the city's peasantry into the caustic sludge, swallowing it whole.

[break][break] if they were going to save the town, they were going to have to do it — and do it fast.

[break][break] many rockets went over to immediately deal with the poison hands that were attacking the civilians, and some went to go assist the barricades to prevent the town from being swallowed whole. but jayden's attention was grander — was skyward.

[break][break] "let's go to the observatory — we can meet some of the civilians on the way."

[break][break] as much as rocket would have helped the current situation, they simply did not have enough manpower to save the town. they would need to convince the citizens to help, and who best to help than a knight?

[break][break] jayden glances at his ceruledge, and immediately sets forth on a BOLD path up the observatory, full of determination. any person he met along the way, he'd try to INSPIRE them to join rocket's efforts in preventing the town from further decay. on the way up the incline, he sees a pair of two townsfolk being caged in by the poisonous appendages. inspired by his trainer's boldness, his ceruledge leaps forward with a PSYCHO SLASH that easily downed both in one-fell swoop.

[break][break] the rocket admin appears behind them:

[break][break] "do not be overwhelmed," he tells them, his gaze bearing down on them with intensity. "rocket is here. and there is strength in numbers. join us in protecting our town." he gestures to those down below who attempt to beat back the malevolence in it's own way.

[break][break] jayden continued up the trek, leaping across the glowing clouds of fungi, towards the city's ascent.

[break][break] the observatory.

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tldr.


— jayden is disguised as YORU [break]
— location BALLONEA [break]
— wearing his SYGNA SUIT (activated) + feeling BOLD [break]
— ceruledge attacks the hands targeting the townsfolk to INSPIRE THE PEASANTRY to help them join in on rocket's efforts [break]

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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 6:14:19 GMT
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Thoughts were running rampant. It was hard to move, much less think, when the world looked to be a glow.

While others were quick to kick into gear, and others included, Felix's clock slowed to a crawl. Moving with deliberation, he cruised through the wide spanning crowd. His eyes swept the mossy landscapes all around, and with the more he saw, the less he wanted to stick around.

"Omen here. Looking at our defenses."

Together with mega GALLADE, whose DOUBLE TEAM surrounded them with copies, the duo began fortifying the cities surrounding barricades. If there was something his experience taught him it was to always plan for the unexpected, especially when out in the unknown.

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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 6:40:04 GMT
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The scene changes.[break][break]

This isn't like the Circhester that Temp had visited with . It's still frigid; not as bad as wherever the hell they just were at least. But his breath comes out in puffs of frost as the taste of ash settles on his tongue. It's disgusting, covered in ooze and sludge. Misery mires the air.[break][break]

It reminds Temp of Pacifidlog from his childhood. An ailing people clawing to survive. It has a pang of sympathy in his chest.[break][break]

His Sygna Suit may be useless without Compass but it could still be useful. Temp clamps the metal visor of the knight outfit shut and calls out Trigger. The bright yellow and pink Kommo-o is fitting with her saddle still. Temp hauls himself up onto her back and follows before Lugia and Cillian. Rains start up, mixing with the ash and snow to make a pasty mixture on the ground. He wrinkles his nose.[break][break]

The front-lines seem to be handled and many people are investigating the sources of the sludge. Temp trots through the streets and observes; the scene is so strange. A mix of ancient and modern like overlapping photos. A half broken wooden cart filled with rough hew breads stands next to a pokemon center that still glows with electricity. It's odd. Like the peasants are just cosplaying, like that ren faire he visited with .[break][break]

Corviknight still circle in the sky. Temp glances up at them and an idea takes form in his mind, slow and curling. With his ear piece gone, Temp signals to above before trotting off; to let the other know he's safe and won't get into (too much) trouble.[break][break]

It takes a while to find what he's looking for. The grand estate of the Quinns is not there; or perhaps hadn't been built yet? But the roosting nests of Corviknight are, sitting high in trees and staring down with beady eyes. Old and crumbling watch towers are empty except for them. Thankfully it is not a fight that Temp is here to pick.[break][break]

Pokeballs are flicked from his hands as he dismounts. Bongo the Zarude and Mitten the Luxio shake themselves off after awakening from stasis. They both glance around, confused, before looking to Temp for guidance.[break][break]

"You see these feathers?" Temp walks over to a tree, kneeling down to pluck a steely black shed feather from the snow. It's sharp and heavy, the edges gleaming. "The four of us need to find as many of these as we can carry."[break][break]

And so they collect. Dozens and dozens of feathers. Only the thick gloves of his suit keeps his fingers from getting cut. At some point the birds, curious, start to pluck themselves of old shed and clean out nests. It's as if they know of his plan; but perhaps they just want an easy clean up if someone is willing.[break][break]

He and his pokemon are laden with bundles of feathers when he returns later. A few people give him curious looks but Temp ignores them. He instead moves to the edges of the battle, where scrap wood unsuited for defense lays in piles. Splinters are risked as Temp sorts through the piles. A few pieces of suitable scraps in larger hunks pulled out.[break][break]

Then comes the task of fastening the feathers to the wood.[break][break]

It's slow work. Layers of metal feathers laid on top of one another in careful rows and shifting patterns. Scraps of ropes and strings tied together in intricate sailor's knots; so even if any are broken the feathers will hold firm. The handles are more rope, sturdier stuff, cut from other projects. Too short for much else so it was to be thrown away.[break][break]

Temp works and works and works until his fingers are sore. Silent and focused. While not as many as he had hoped, a half dozen of these makeshift shields sit at his side when finished. All of them are of odd shape. A product of their time and the given materials.[break][break]

It isn't as many as he hopes. Yet Temp isn't done quite yet. Another stack of feathers still sits; too few for another shield yet it seems like a waste to leave them. Another idea strikes him; Temp leaves his pokemon behind with the feathers and shields and runs off elsewhere.[break][break]

He comes back with a cast iron pot. Round and deep. This time, he releases Agni. The Shadow Flareon's eyes flick from the small groups of peasants that occasionally walk by. He dumps the feathers inside- then instructs the fire type to set a steady but hot flame under the pot.[break][break]

More wood is taken from the pile of scraps. Longer pieces. These, Temp shears into rough shapes with Trigger's claws. The Kommo-o used as a very large whittling knife.[break][break]

Wood is dipped into now molten metal. Temp is not a black smith. They drip into odd shapes and he scalds his hand even with the gloves; they're tempered in piles of snow only because he doesn't want to hold them any longer. The makeshift swords are not good. But they may be good enough and that is what matters.[break][break]

The nicest sword and shield he claims as his own. A labor of hard work.[break][break]

Banjo, Mitten, and Agni are called back into their pokeballs. Temp sets out to find him companions, and the Leagers who decided to come here, hopping back onto Trigger as his steed. The Kommo-o starts back for where they last saw before a shriek rips through the air.[break][break]

"Go!"[break][break]

Trigger roars and barrels forward. One of the twisted hands reaches for a man who wandered too close to the sludge.[break][break]

The Kommo-o leaps to cover the man and grab him with her arms. Temp lifts his shield to block the hand, slices it with the sword. The glow of Protect helps to keep it pushed back. Then they leap back, out of harm's way. Trigger places the shaken man down without grace.[break][break]

A child runs out to hug the man, sobbing, and a few of the peasants stare.[break][break]

Temp doesn't like the eyes on him.[break][break]

Temp had long been a man who shied away from greatness. The idea of taking the spotlight, of being important, was meant for others. Others like , , . , , , . His husband, too, of course. They all held potential in their hands even if not all of them could see it. For many years, Temp had gladly passed up on those chances to be like them. To step from the shadows as a lingering side character in other people's stories.[break][break]

It has only been recently that Temp wants to take some control over his own narrative.[break][break]

So he does.[break][break]

"People!" His deep voice rings out, full of command and power. Full of confidence he didn't know he had. It draws attention and eyes on him. "I am Tempest Quinn! My companions and I are here to protect you from this evil! Stand with us! Stand with us instead of cowering and waiting to die! Take up these arms and reclaim your home!"[break][break]

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🔗 sygna suit (not active)[break]
🔗 this post is very long[break]
🔗 breaks off from the group to go collect corviknight shed feathers[break]
🔗 his pokemon (kommo-o, zarude, luxio (she's evolving in this thread to luxray ic!) help him[break]
🔗 takes the feathers back into town and makes makeshift shields out of the feathers + wood scraps[break]
🔗 melts leftover feathers in a pot and uses that + more wood scraps to make makeshift swords[break]
🔗 shadow flareon helps with that process[break]
🔗 calls back all pokemon except for kommo-o[break]
🔗 he is using kommo-o as a mount![break]
🔗 uses her + his makeshift sword and shield to save a man about to be grabbed by a hand[break]
🔗 kommo-o assists in this with a protect[break]
🔗 tries to give a rousing speech to the peasantry![break]
🔗 temp is focusing on inspiring and bonding with the townsfolk![break]
🔗 salac cause i worked TOO HARD ON THIS POST FOR A DANG 6


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Luce
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Anistar City, Kalos
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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 14:39:57 GMT
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The pillar of light created by Calyrex’s dying psychic power sends her and the rest of the group to Hammerlocke where the young pink-haired woman sees the whole city is covered in decay caused by the poisonous sludge. Though the red-headed woman that she met did want to go to the same city, it appeared that the other woman wasn’t there. Her Greninja would help to scout around for anything odd as the ninja frog nudges his trainer towards the Galarian peasants who didn’t look like they matched the modern deteriorated city.[break][break]

Her communications beeped with the voice of her superior relaying the message that he secured some sort of deal with a hot shot league champion named Kyle Lopez until they were out of this weird reality. Zev tells them to protect themselves if they can and to see if the north side of Hammerlocke needed to be checked. “Got it, boss. I’ll start checking the north side.” Lucette speaks over to her own comms before walking on the streets of the city to see if anything needed some fixing over to the north.[break][break]

Her Pokemon follows her while there was a sight of a vault with poison sludge all over its stone walls with some of leaking from outside the bricks. The Greninja helps to push open the heavy double doors with Lucette using her strength to open it as the pair go up the wooden stairwell towards the other wooden doors. She opens it to find that the leakage had come from the poison sludge covering the chamber and the tapestries dripping some of it on the ground. [break][break]

Kotaro’s Hydro Pump tries to clear away the sludge off from the tapestries and the main chamber in an effort to stop the leaks from getting out towards the street. [break][break]

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- Lucette gets warped to Hammerlocke.[break]
- Luce answers in comms that she'll check the north side to see if there's anything needed to be fixed.[break]
- Sees vault, goes inside to find the poison sludge is leaking out from the bricks.[break]
- Greninja helps to clean away the poison sludge from the vault with Hydro Pump. (main action)






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Fortree City
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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 17:04:12 GMT
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Julia couldn't even stop and appreciate the warmth of Hammerlocke compared to where she'd just been. "Josh!" she shouted, running over to him. "Are you okay? What happened?" Blood pooled beneath his Pyroar's feet, and wisely recalled him into his Poké Ball.

[break][break]She didn't even have much time to worry over her friend. A terrible scream ripped through the air, and a peasant was dragged into the sludge covering the landscape by a pronged, dribbling hand. Elsewhere, the citizens had erected palisade walls to defend themselves against waves of poison that poured from the castle. No wonder Calyrex had said the people needed heroes.

[break][break]Welp, time to be a hero, then!

[break][break] quickly set up a command center in the middle of town and even got Rocket to agree to work alongside them! Of course, Julia would still need to keep an eye on them to make sure they didn't try anything funny, but this was a great start! People quickly spread out and got to work. An idea struck Julia when she saw the sludge coming from the castle again.

[break][break]"Chester, use Stomping Tantrum! Let's try to get that goop away from the city!"

[break][break]With a caw, Chester began to stomp on the ground, sending chunks of earth up to create a makeshift ditch that would hopefully redirect the poison's flow away from Hammerlocke and its people.

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Vio
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MAUVILLE CITY, HOENN
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Violet Fairbanks
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 19:54:47 GMT
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Ah, well, she had not gotten Elaine to chase her after all. Though that was probably asking a bit much to begin with, given the chaos all around them. For the time being, she had at least escaped the Flygon. That was something. Plus, she was on track to making it towards the portal she had signed up for, seeing a few familiar and a few not-so familiar faces rushing towards it. As she had expected, most people flocked the truly major cities of Galar, meaning she was going to where she probably mattered the most. Possibly a bad idea, but she had made her bed. She would lay in it. Hence, she steered Aegislash right into the light.
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Only to be greeted by a Ballonlea very different from the advertisements. But that did not surprise her much. Despite her little incident with Elaine, she had paid some attention to what had been going on there. Obviously, they would come at some kind of “darkest hour” to do some “heroics”. Not really the Rocket way, but she did not see the League being heroes at all either, so that probably evened out somehow.
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Or not. She wasn’t a lawyer. For the time being, they just hovered and observed. Some seemed to take to fighting those odd hands – best reason to stay afloat was to not get into reach of those – while others worked on more miscellaneous tasks. If she had been aware of how similar her approach was to ‘s Violet would certainly have been delighted. As things were though, she did not allow herself to slip and instead tried to reason out where she could best apply herself to help out with this. No one on their side truly seemed to want to take charge though, which made matters awkward. Frost was probably the highest authority here, but he seemed fine playing operative.
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Vio sighed. Part of her wanted to just do it and bark orders, but she knew no one would listen anyway. Instead, she decided to help out with what seemingly few had seemed to tackle so far. Even if that meant that she had to assist one of the League. Then again, that guy seemed familiar. She knew him from somewhere, she thought. Could not quite peg it, but she had him filed under somewhat trustworthy for now at least.
[break][break]
So, she sent out her XXL sized female Jellicent while remaining airborne on Aegislash. “Jellicent, go and send your whirlpool into the stadium. Let’s see if we can keep it from pouring out that way, at least for now.” At the very least, that should stop more from pouring out. Probably would not get rid of it, but then again knowing her luck, it was probably some kind of never-ending sludge that would not stop anyway. But maybe this could get it to clog up if enough was trapped in there by the whirlpool? Who knew!
[break][break]
She was in the air. Probably would not get to her anyway.


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+Off to Ballonlea, observes situation from Aegislash in the air, sends out XXL Jellicent to Whirlpool the stadium and Try to Divert Sludge from Peasants(salaccing a reroll) z3XM5bOD


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Kyr
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thirty-six
December 31st
Blackthorn City
Bi-sexual
Assassin / Architect
Civilian
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1m85 // 6'1 height
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Kyrenai Black
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 3, 2023 23:48:11 GMT
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To say Motostoke belonged to chaos was putting it lightly; the darkness did not linger like it had in the snowy fields they came from. The serenity of the Tundra -even despite the High King's demise upon it- was in great contrast with the foul smog and unending waves of sludge torrenting from the city's station.

Just like how modern buildings and layout seemed to clash with the outright medieval sight of the people that desperately tried to barricade the toxic waste overrunning their streets. Many are at hand; people fitting the city's modernities but not the masses. Some were busy redirecting the poisonous floods, others helped reinforce the barricades-- a familiar voice shouting directions at the peasantry made her look, recognising the fiery red hair belonging to . She'd met the woman only briefly during the Winter Masquerade, but she'd left enough of an impression for the assassin to remember her.

Yet now was not the time to entertain reunions. Her attention was drawn to the screams beyond that, and the harrowing hands that spawned from the sludge and earth below. Like manic beasts they grabbed and clawed at everything that dared come near them, crushing those of the civilians unlucky enough to appear in their line of grasp. A group of three were valiantly fighting them off, throwing rather effective ground-type moves at the hands.

But it seemed as the sludge spread, so did the manifestation of the hands increase.

Kyrenai lingers momentarily, her hand already on her belt to call upon her life-long partner. She does not have to think of which role she wishes to play; she's a sword, not a shield. Mayhaps some long-living frustrations could be indulged by going ham on the attacking hands, too. So she rises to the offense, joining the threesome fighting the hands, and inspiring the peasantry.

As she extends her arm towards the foe manus, her Tyranitar bursting forth. A small orb flickers on her chest, a similar light resonating on the Tyranitar as it rushes head-first into its assault. A horn sprouts on its head, its spikes extend until they're rugged and wild, its crest and eyes turn wild and crimson, like its trainer's.

"We will make the world tremble! Vox, EARTHQUAKE!"

Brimming with power Vox lets loose, tearing the earth holding the hands asunder.



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tldr;
- Arrives at Motostoke, recognises from afar
- Joins , & in fighting the hands
- Calls her Tyranitar; mega-evolves it
- Is reinforced by the power of 's Ground Field
- Uses Earthquake


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Luke
He/Him
Seventeen
August 18
Nimbasa City
Pansexual
Pokeleague Soccer Player
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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 4, 2023 0:31:34 GMT
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The change of scenery was drastic.
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As he tried to adjust his vision to the newly-arrived scenery, the tortured screams out of Hell greeted Lucas. The sounds were ubiquitous, and the sights weren't much better. The mishap in the space-time continuum seemed to have thrown him into a nightmarish crack in time in-between dimensions.
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Some concept that was, huh?
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"What the heck's going-"
[break][break]
Before he could finish that sentence, all Hell broke loose, and a gallant man led the head-on charge to combat the tide of darkness. With his pocket medic still in his hands, in comparison, Lucas looked paltry, but it seemed the situation waited for no one. It only takes no one to do anything for the nightmare to triumph.
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With a sleight of hand, Lucas switches Carne in. Judging by the situation, she'd get her turn soon, but not now. He hopes that his partner has enough rest. He's going to need it.
[break][break]
The Cinderace looked at the situation and glanced back at his trainer, his expression rife with confusion.
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"I don't know. Use your head?"
[break][break]
The smile returned to the Cinderace's face before he leaped to the fare. Reclining his head backward, he snapped his neck back, headbutting the mass of sludge. The resulting shockwave kept the tide at bay, but Lucas didn't know how effective it would be.
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But it should be enough for now.
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"Don't worry. We're going to make it through."
[break][break]
Lucas mingles with the townsfolk, piling more stuff on the makeshift barricade while the frontline fights. It's the least he could do.
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+ Switches Blissey for Cinderace[break]
+ Cinderace assists 's Orbeetle in diverting waves of poison sludge with Zen Headbutt[break]
+ Lucas assists the creation/upkeep of barricade[break]
+ hopefully doesn't roll too bad[break]
+ damnit

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Rabbit
He/him
Twenty-five
November 17th
Opelucid City
Gay
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Grunt
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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 4, 2023 0:38:31 GMT
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Ballonlea



He's hurt, really. A friendly hello to the man who nearly killed him, and nothing in return? Well, maybe Alba just wasn't that recognisable with that mask. The point was to hide his identity, but that didn't mean he had to look like a nameless grunt… as long as "Alba Evovae, the scientist" was separate from "that masked (and incredibly menacing) Team Rocket scientist", everything was fine.[break][break]

That was more or less all the PR contemplating the grunt had time for, before he stepped into a withering fairytale forest.

"You think it might be using people as a source of… energy, or matter?" Alba responded to over comms. Well, the waves of poison had to be coming from 'something', right? Something that was, or was maybe nestled in, the Power Spot of Ballonlea. It was possible that the peasants were being 'eaten' rather than 'killed', but they were both equal possibilities as it stood.[break][break]

"Mm. I'm gonna see if I can't figure out anything more about this poison. The more we know about it, the better we'll able to deal with it." Frankly the entire 'memory' that had become their reality needed to be studied, but only one aspect of it was actively trying to kill them at that moment. Prioritising was important! And a hypothesis already stood before him.[break][break]

"You're a Poison-type, so… mind helping me with this, Iron Moth?" He didn't want to be dragged away by those hands, or accidentally get in contact with some deadly toxin. Poison-types were resistant to poison, so hopefully his Paradoxical bodyguard would be up to the task.[break][break]

A gif of Iron Moth.

There wasn't a lot of indication that his Pokémon had even registered what Alba had said, but he'd take the slight flickering of its electronic eyes as an "acknowledged and understood".



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Currently concealing his identity with a mask.[break]
breaks his heart </3 (but not rly tho)[break]
Trying to INVESTIGATE THE POISON using Iron Moth and the power of science[break]
Using Morning Sun to try and uhh not die??
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Nemu

She/Her; They/Them
18
Ecruteak City
Fond of girls
Failure
Grunt
26 height
26 height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Saki Shitachi
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 4, 2023 1:18:19 GMT
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More and more excitement. If the part of her that craved excitement and adored stories was still active, this would have been a most wonderful scene. Particularly with Calyrex's parting advice. Unfortunately, only one part of Saki was available at this time, and that part was woefully inept at weaving words in to narratives, be that literally or metaphorically. Instead, seated in her chair-like Pokemon, she observed the situation and considered their strategies.

A few had scurried off. In an ideal scenario, they intended to attack the source of this disturbance. It was also highly probable they simply intended to retreat and desert. Regardless, Saki did not join them. It also seemed like they had sufficient warriors protecting the civilians from those monstrous hands. Poison... poison was odd, though, Saki thought. Poison didn't seem right. Was there a third actor involved...?

That could wait. The battle before her was more pressing. Since other matters were under control, fortification seemed the wisest idea. An idea the peasants had already had, in fact, making her job both easier and more obvious. With Marisa's terrifying telekinetic talent, the scenery was ripped apart without any consideration, restructured and reorganised into a more optimal configuration. Pavement, chunks of buildings, trees... anything and everything was a potential barrier, wasn't it?


Metagross uses Psychic to help construct barricades.
I probably should mention, just in case, that she's wearing her usual masked Rocket outfit.

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Ven

jack
he / him / his
twenty-seven
october 13
Malie, Alola
blissfully unaware
shepherd & lorekeeper
civilian
remember me
for centuries
40 height
40 height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Jack Napier
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 4, 2023 1:58:14 GMT
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He was clearly out of his element here, the moment they arrived in the city where he’d followed the red-head.

“You’re the local, I’ll follow you,” he remembered himself saying. (Or something similar along those lines.)

Either way, his Lucario kept close, considering the nasty little puddles of what appeared to be toxic, noxious goo bubbled at every turn.

This is absolutely… what a mess, he thought to himself, sighing because why were the other people they were with earlier so… bloodthirsty? Killing off that strange-looking bulb-headed… creature (was it a Pokémon? It definitely had to be, of some kind) and—well, cause and effect definitely came into play. This was so… disappointing.

“Yikes,” was all he had time to say, quickly recalling his Lucario to avoid the worst of the bubbling ‘goo’ (poison puddles) until they got to their destination—the vaults in the western part of the city.

“Oh, come on,” he grumbled quietly, noticing that this location was literally worse for wear. Rolling up his sleeves, he looked at the heavy double doors…

“I have noodle arms but I’ll try my best.”



Eventually, deep into the vault he would go, his skin crawling from all the poison that was literally… everywhere.

Now if he had his Incineroar, burning up the poison would be quick work but alas he did not, so…

“Sorry, Emm!” he apologized as he summoned her from the red beam of light, as she turned around and gave him one incredibly disappointed look at all the poison dripping everywhere. “Can you remove the poison? And please, for the love of everything… be careful,” he added as she set to work.

The dual-type then began a scrubbing of the place by using Psychic as her ‘giant-sized brush’, an attempt to scour the poison off the vault’s walls and tapestries.

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+ mostly, as always
+ recalled Lucario upon arrival to Hammerlocke
+ ‘we’re done fucked basically’ (his layman’s assessment of the entire situation)
+ follows the redhead to the vaults in the western part of the city
+ summoned Gardevoir, time to get to work!
+ Gardevoir used Psychic on the poison around the vault like a giant scrubbing brush!



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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
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SHIELD
POSTED ON Jun 4, 2023 2:54:32 GMT
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Admin Bee wasted no time in assessing his surroundings as soon as his feet touched ground in Motostoke. [break][break]

The toxic sludge, the train, the peasants. The station overflowing like a poisoned chalice. He took note of how many rallied to defend against poisonous hands that emerged from the sludge, like , , , and , while others bolstered protections, like and .[break][break]

He found it a partially useless endeavor. A temporary solution but not a permanent fix for the underlying cause.[break][break]

relayed an order over comms to any ROCKETs who were still able to receive the transmission: "We need to stop the train. It's spewing poison all across the city." And that poison would just lead to more toxic hands engulfing people. [break][break]

It needed to be halted — and Barnaby wasn't exactly delicate in his approach.[break][break]

Releasing his Shadow STEELIX, he instructed the gargantuan serpent to release a FLASH CANNON at the elevated track, with the intention to collapse it so that the train would inevitably fall to the earth.[break][break]

There might be some residual damage to property near to track, but that was a risk he was more than willing to take. It had probably all been ruined by the poison, anyway. [break][break]




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• hidden identity (masked)[break]
call sign: bee[break]
motostoke gang[break]
• releases shadow STEELIX[break]
FLASH CANNON to elevated track/stop train (divert waves of poison sludge away from peasants/city)









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