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Magnetic

Admin Fox
He/Him
28
May 9th
Rustboro City
Bisexual
Archaeologist
Rocket Admin
An observer of eons cannot feel the warmth of another.
Single
5'9 (with hat) height
5'9 (with hat) height
The future will tempt you, the present will indulge you, but the past will shackle you.
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howard slayte
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POSTED ON Jul 17, 2024 9:20:40 GMT
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Battle! Ruined Regi Trio


REGICE, ADMIN FOX, AND DEWFORD


A MASSIVE BLAST OF DYNERGY EXITS REGICE IN A LASER THAT EVISCERATES EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH. A GOUGE IS CARVED FROM GRANITE CAVE TO THE OCEAN AND BEYOND. A distant explosion rocks ROUTE 105, and the submerged ISLAND CAVE shifts slightly in its undersea tomb. [break][break]
The intention behind the blast is hard to discern. Perhaps REGICE is trying to return to its original ruin, long since buried under the waves due to the shifting of TERA CRYSTALS. Perhaps it detects the distant presence of KYOGRE, which has caused the oceans to stir in its several months of rampaging. [break][break]

Perhaps, in the end, it was the only direction that did not house human life—the one thing REGICE was meant to protect besides the hallowed land it walked upon.[break][break]
Still, ETERNATUS’S poison will take much time to disperse, and when combined with the nearby POWER SPOT will result in excessive DYNAMAXING of the local wildlife. Still, it is a small price to pay when compared to the total annihilation of DEWFORD TOWN.[break][break]

REGICE is wounded, the final blow delivered by and causing it to falter. With the excessive DYNERGY vacating and through the DYNAMAX BAND of its trainer, REGICE begins to shrink, with the corpse of ADMIN FOX falling out of its wound. The golem catches the admin’s limp body with surprisingly deftness, before lowering it to the ground.[break][break]
The lifelessness of the body reminds of an old friend. [break][break]
Armor melts and fuses to the flesh beneath, DYNERGY distorts the body and scars the tissue, leaving the admin a distorted mockery as poisoned blood is circulated by a barely beating heart. is poisoned to the core.[break][break]
Death is imminent. Perhaps it has already come.[break][break]
TEAM ROCKET and the POKEMON LEAGUE are left alone without direction. As a ROCKET BEAST, is the lead authority for his side. It is up to him to sound the retreat and gather Team Rocket’s largely untouched force within ’s ship.[break][break]
DEWFORD TOWN is razed, and much of its infrastructure is damaged. and her UNOWN bear witness to the height of ADMIN FOX’S folly. The town’s jail is empty, its prison cells rattling in the wind. Heroes like and threatened members of TEAM ROCKET such as have prevented much damage on the island. There is much to rebuild, but for now…[break][break]

…the sun rises on a new day.




PROMPTS


REACT TO THE DEFEAT OF REGICE AND ADMIN FOX[break]
ROCKET/LEAGUE MUST COME TO AN AGREEMENT AND CEASEFIRE [break]
RECOVER HOWARD'S BODY[break]
REACT TO EDDIE'S COOL SHIRT [break]
REACT TO INDIVIDUAL CALLOUTS WITHIN THE MODPOST [break]
THIS IS THE FINAL REQUIRED ROUND




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Michael Navidson
He/Him
32
October 13th
Slateport
Heterosexual
E4; Gym Leader
Sheriff
5'10" / 177.8 cm height
5'10" / 177.8 cm height
In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"
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Navy
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POSTED ON Jul 17, 2024 11:39:28 GMT
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Howard lays down in the bed he made for himself, and Navy watches with fear as Regice lowers a body out of itself. The sheriff rushes to his friend’s side, cradling the body. A finger goes for the neck. Time passes, milliseconds that feel like eternities, until he feels a pulse just beneath the skin.[break][break]
He’s alive!” Navy shouts to his side and the Rockets alike. asked him to bring Howard back to him, and there’s only one way he can do that. He looks to the liberator.[break][break]
Isaac! If you want him to face his mistakes, he’s gonna need your help.” He carries the body to Isaac, Howard’s only hope. Regice, with its final beam fired away from the town, no longer seems a concern. Looking past Isaac at the Rockets, he wonders if they feel the same sense of where do we go from here that he does.[break][break]
Shred!” Navy shouts to the beast. “Isaac’s gonna help Howard. Once he does, you take him and your people and get out of here.” Historians will question the decision, but he has no desire to bury Tsubaki, Eddie, or even the Rockets. This isn’t where any of them are supposed to die.



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Eddie
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Thirty-nine
MAY 18th
Cascarrafa
GAY
Soldier
Private
i don't like change
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500000+ infamy height
500000+ infamy height
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Eduardo Hisakawa
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POSTED ON Jul 19, 2024 15:59:14 GMT
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Tell me, O Muse, of the man of many devices, who wandered full many ways after he had sacked the sacred citadel of Troy. Many were the men whose cities he saw and whose mind he learned, aye, and many the woes he suffered in his heart upon the sea... [break][break]


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Eddie and Achilles staggered back as the poisonous dynergy swelled. The one-eyed man was lost to it, burning out like a brilliant, shining star, until he fell like a comet into the arms of the very golem he sought to command. And Eddie just watched, exhausted by all that had occurred, as the man tumbled to the ground, only to be scooped up by Navy and carried to the avatar that walked with the North Wind. [break][break]

Weariness turned to wariness as Navy addressed the Beast, and Eddie suddenly realized that he was still very much in the presence of the enemy. The Regice was no longer rampaging, sure, but weren't they standing alongside the very people that had assaulted this island in the first place? He tensed a little, eyeing , eyeing , even sparing a moment to glance back at the dread captain aboard his ship. What if they struck again, now that the island and its defenders had been brought so low? [break][break]

But on the other hand, what if they didn't? They too were weary, and their leader, half-Icarus and half-Odysseus, was more than battered by his own hubris. Justice would have to be brought to them some day for what they had done, but Eddie wasn't in the business of kicking folks while they were down. So he simply continued to watch, and wait, and hope that those Rockets around them might feel the same.


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is exhausted from the fight[break]
realizes that they're still surrounded by the mfers that raided dewford in the first place [break]
doesn't want to attack them, but is unsure if the remaining rockets feel the same [break]
jokes on you ive been odyssey-posting this whole time!!! [break]
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GOD
He/Him
41
December 25th
Spikemunth
Northeast
Monster
Rocket Beast
I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.
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POSTED ON Jul 20, 2024 18:32:12 GMT
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Howard is alive. Barely.

Dewford has survived. Barely.

But neither of those things are certainties, and both lie treacherously close to destruction. The prince, the castle, and the peace are all made of glass. It would take very, very little to shatter them all.

And with the Admin out of commission, it all comes down to the Beast. Not that it was ever really a decision, was it? It would be trivial to sacrifice your friend, trample his wishes, and raze this place to the ground. You're sure Walsh and his Underbosses would have no qualms with that. Hell, they'd probably promote you, set you up in his empty Admin position and leave you with his newly empowered Regice. It doesn't sound that bad. In fact, it sounds pretty good.

But it doesn't sound very Shred.

Still leaning on for support, you reach down and pull out your comms device. Then, as you look in the eye, you begin to speak.

"This is Dread Threatening, reporting in. Our objective is complete. Everyone, out. We'll meet back at the ship." You address the countless grunts under your command, before turning your attention to . "Keep the engines warm, Captain. We're not going anywhere just yet."

There's a tense pause after you finish your transmission, but it doesn't take long for the affirmatives and the rogers and the copy thats and the got its to start rolling in. The battle is over. Nobody else has to die today. You hope.

Before you leave, you approach Howard's mangled body. You try to avoid looking at it, though. Instead, you quickly take Regice's Pokeball from it, and click it once. And just like that, the golem returns to you. Not that it was ever yours, mind. Though, maybe it should've been. If it had, none of this would have ever happened.

Oh well. No point crying over spilt milk.

"C'mon, Fisher. Let's get out of here."



REGICE BELONGS TO SHRED NOW THIS IS CANON DO NOT TRY AND VERIFY IT THIS IS SIMPLY TRUE
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The Liberator
he/him/his
24
April 10
Lavaridge Town
Figuring it Out
Penitent
Renegade
I've got a, I've got a
Pocket fulla sunshine
Short King height
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Turned on my friends and brought them pain. I have no right to show I can change. But I gotta try!
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POSTED ON Jul 20, 2024 22:46:14 GMT
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[attr="class","textbox"]"Already on it!" The waters of life flowed slick and heavy around Isaac's fingers before could even bark out the order. It was the damndest thing. Normally, Isaac's healing was the cherry on top. He could soothe pains, purge poisons, and touch up surface level injuries. Anything greater, in most circumstances, was beyond him. Yet in times of great need and greater desire, his healing could push itself to its very limits, staring death itself in the eye and daring it to try again another day.[break][break]

In spite of everything, Isaac could not bear the idea of dying here.[break][break]

What was normally a gentle mist around Isaac's fingers intensified into a deluge. They caressed Howard's dynergy burns, soothing the pain and causing them to lighten. They flowed beneath his armor, trying to loosen its grip upon his body so he could finally move once more. They flowed to his mouth and nose, carrying the air that his lungs refused to bring him.[break][break]

"Bold of you to assume that was gonna kill me, jackass." Isaac couldn't help but smile, even in the face of offenses mock and real alive. When life finally stirred through Howard's body again, Isaac would extend a hand, ready to help him back to his feet. All the while, the waters of life would brace his body, helping stop him from falling over where he stood. "We both know it's gonna take a lot more than that."[break][break]

It didn't change that Isaac wasn't looking too hot himself. The King's Shield had been blasted clean out of his hand by the eruption of Dynergy. The weapon he'd snatched from Navy had been little more than a cane to support his weight. While nothing compared to the full-body coverage his healing was fending against, cuts and burns danced across Isaac's body. So banged up were they that, were Howard to take Isaac's hand, they'd practically be blood brothers.[break][break]

"World needs a mind like yours too, y'know." He'd brace Howard to the best of his ability before the inevitable handoff were to take place. "Someone to write it down for everyone left standing once I'm in a hole in the ground. And to make sure, whatever happens next, to never let it happen again."[break][break]

"Just . . . put that head of yours to use doing the right thing, will ya? Whatever that takes."[break][break]

He and Navy would have to go now. They would mend Dewford, having already protected it from the worst. Rocket would sail away to repeat their mistakes, time and time again. From all the ones he'd faced down today, Isaac felt no malice. Despite that, here they stood, face to face on a line of blood drawn in the sand.[break][break]

How much longer could they go on like this? Something would have to give, and with each doubling down Isaac worried it wouldn't be Rocket. A reckoning was coming. Isaac could smell it on the wind. Perhaps a better member of the League would, with Howard so vulnerable in his arms, snap his neck. Avenge this day, deprive Rocket of a resource, let blood begat blood.[break][break]

That League was not the League Isaac wished to fight for. Yet for how much longer could the one he wished to protect stand?



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Teddie

Michael Navidson
He/Him
32
October 13th
Slateport
Heterosexual
E4; Gym Leader
Sheriff
5'10" / 177.8 cm height
5'10" / 177.8 cm height
In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"
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Navy
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 20, 2024 23:59:15 GMT
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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN
MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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ANVIL OF CROM.

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@shred’s words form the first hair in a Faultline crack, one that has been a long time coming. takes Howard, does everything in his power to mend him. People move about. stands ready, ever the sentinel, ever vigilant. Shred’s words deflate Navy, and afford him time to turn and look at the rising sun.[break][break]
A new day dawns over Dewford. Much of the town has been demolished, but buildings can be rebuilt. Navy’s eyes are for the sea, and for the giants looming above them. , despite what all the dreams he has dreamed would have him believe, is alright. This too will pass.[break][break]
He feels tired. So very, very tired. Until that moment, until Shred proved he was exactly the sort of man Navy could respect when no one in the world would blame him for doing otherwise, he hadn’t realized just how tired he really was.[break][break]
Behind him, Hattori appears. This is the real Hattori, not a figment of a dream that died for him. Hattori clings to Isaac, examines , and nods back towards Shred and Grigori. Hattori is there when Isaac moves to hand Howard off, as he must eventually do.[break][break]
Eddie.” Navy calls out, still not turning. “Get Beau, Noel, and Montgomery. Get anyone you can find. We’ve got a lot of people to check up on, and a lot of phone calls to me. All that’s up to you.”[break][break]
With those words said, the dam bursts. He collapses on the sand, the last thing he remembers for sleep takes him being the light of dawn. The warmth of that sun and the caress of the wind upon his skin is all he needs to reassure him that Dewford is proud of him.


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Navy watches the sunset, gives some orders, and passes the fuck out.
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Admin Fox
He/Him
28
May 9th
Rustboro City
Bisexual
Archaeologist
Rocket Admin
An observer of eons cannot feel the warmth of another.
Single
5'9 (with hat) height
5'9 (with hat) height
The future will tempt you, the present will indulge you, but the past will shackle you.
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howard slayte
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 21, 2024 1:48:56 GMT
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This sensation is deserved. It was the height of human folly to meddle in the divine, even if that meddling was meant to drag Eternatus down in ropes of golden light and ensure that it never rose again. Even if that meddling met giving a machine the power to feel so that it could subdue its siblings and prepare them for the war to come.

As flesh splits and burns, it is all over again.

The Iceberg Pokémon has taken another victim and turned it into ash. 's burial in flames had been an accident, the influence of an enemy turning an ally against another. He had stood up by sheer force of will and kept marching forward. There was none of that here, no alternate foe to blame.

This action was his. He died for it. No Mesprit or to save this body.

Instead, there is liberation. Water flows into broken veins and purifies destroyed flesh. Dynergy is exorcised in deluges, though feels a large amount behind. It is impossible to purge this much corruption. It is already a task to keep a corpse melted to a suit alive.

Yet the Liberator does.

A blue eye finds Navy, then Shred, then Isaac. The Liberator's eyes meet a Howard's own. Blackened lips part. A rattling break is taken, and a voice emerges.

"i want to die."

A hand reaches out for Regice has Shred takes the limp Pokémon away. Like a puppet without strings, the golem heeds no commands and returns to its Pokeball with grace. In its final active moments, its pattern flashes in odd colors.

That's his. They were taking it from him.

Navy collapses. The admin passes out. All important assets have been seized, and there is only one direction to go: Sootopolis. There, Howard and the Warrior will meet at the garden.


Isaac saves a war criminal POG
Body is somewhat stabilized
Shregice is real

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Excellent Round Follow

Walt; Captain
he/him/his
26
July 9
Levincia
Ship Captain
Grunt
Single
5 ft 11 in height
5 ft 11 in height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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walter delmar
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 21, 2024 3:19:49 GMT
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gave his orders yet the captain couldn't wait on the ship any longer. Howard. From the sea he saw his friend charred to a crisp laying motionless in the arms of . He feared the worst.

Was he gone? Had that bright eyed archeologist from long ago finally passed on like the people in his great explorations?

Walter began preparations to leave the dreadful shores of Dewford behind. Humming from the engines was drowned out by orders to grunts and crew. As the captain gave one look back at his withered friend. An impulsive order burst from Walter's lips. "Marcos, keep the engines warm and the helm steady. Sails and planks stay put until I return."

With a growl, the captain sprung down the gangplanks and ran over the desolate sands towards his matey. Horror sunk into his stomach as he approached the recovery group. He arrived at the healing waters with the wild passion of the open sea.

Relief washed away fear as Walter stared into Howard's piercing blue eye. He was alive. Only barely and reluctantly.

"Howard, you crazy bastard! You're alive! Don't move a muscle, pal. We'll be sipping drinks and talking about fossils in your office real soon, alright matey? " a hardy laugh boomed from Walter's chest.

He turned to the others and spoke his declaration.

"The ship is ready to leave. I'm going to carry him with you. Let's get our friend home."




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yams

callie
she/her
29
february ninth
celadon, kanto
lesbian
former kanto champion
civillian
6'00" height
6'00" height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Calliope Marks
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 21, 2024 3:54:47 GMT
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The burning is familiar.[break][break]

Yet Calliope does not end up the twisted wreck of flesh and metal that the golem's owner did. Her already scarred body only bleeds as new blisters crack over damaged skin. Panting, the sword fading in fae mist from her hand, Callie slumps and watches as blood leaks from her face and dribbles into pits of muddy slush on the ground.[break][break]

It doesn't hurt. That is something they don't tell you about third degree burns. It burns out the nerve endings. Feeling a burn was a very lucky thing.[break][break]

Her Beedrill lays at her side, crumpled and curled up. Her wings do not move, eyes reflecting the sunrise blankly. Half burned, half frozen.[break][break]

She does not want to move. Pushes herself to her feet anyway in wobbling steps.[break][break]

Calliope does not know , but she stands nearby and watches soundlessly as he works magic to heal the murderer's wounds. She doesn't make a peep when body is handed over. Only watches with exhaustion from her one working eye as he is passed along.[break][break]

Callie isn't sure what she feels in that moment. Whatever it is, it's not good.[break][break]

She stares down at Isaac and with a flat, stern judgment before backing away slowly. Her body screams at her.[break][break]

"Softhearted fools."[break][break]

Callie comes across in her retreat. She claps a hand on his shoulder, digs the nails in a bit too tightly by happenstance.[break][break]

"You. Your pokemon are well trained. Assist me in finding stragglers in the wreckage." Her tone brokers no argument. No rest for the wicked and all that.

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🔗 callie internally yaps about 3rd degree burn facts. her beedrill is dead, probably. she side eyes isaac and navy. then as she's leaving she corners eddie to try and get him to help her do more work.


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Baki
She/Her
18
December 21
Saffron City
Bi
Gym Leader
Officer
dead flowers
pressed against my lips
156 cm // 5'1" height
156 cm // 5'1" height
oceans of angels, oceans of stars, down by the sea is where you drown your scars
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Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 21, 2024 4:10:16 GMT
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But the angel does not cease its assault, even with its own barbs driven through its core.[break][break]

Howard... hope you know what the fuck you're doin'...[break][break]

A giant tendril reaches out to grasp the titan's face, letting out an ancient, primal scream. As it connects, so does another hand -- with the engine inside. [break][break]

There is no pain.[break][break]

A soundless, shuddering scream. [break][break]

White light. [break][break]

And then, the shattering of fifteen stories of glass fills the night, raining down across the battlefield. Eternatus's bane cuts a swathe through its hand, through its shields, and through its very center. [break][break]

The energy breaks whatever spell the pokemon is under, and with it, the thrall of its master. [break][break]

Dynamaxed Nihilego crumbles in on itself, shrinking to a fraction of its size with a shuddering wail of fear. Tsubaki, stained black, washed along the river of death that flows from its wound into the remnants of Granite Cave.[break][break]

Whatever the story constructed later, of hubris, of fear, of misguided attempts meddling in the divine, the manmade weapon has fulfilled its purpose. A giant is felled by the work of man. [break][break]

The echo of a dream floats along her consciousness, lingering hallucinations of the tera crystals that glitter below. Memories of another life. A name that isn't her own. And then, she steps from the flowing ichor to glimpse her, a hero she had glimpsed once, a lifetime ago... [break][break]

"It's... you."[break][break]

She stands at the ready over 's sleeping body, ever vigilant. [break][break]

There are no words to describe her feelings at that moment. [break][break]

Two giants slain. Their bodies scattered black and white across the ruined island. A man had sacrificed everything for the sake of saving it, but her home is destroyed. There is no telling the extent of the battle here and now. It will take months to assess the full impact of the battle.[break][break]

But Tsubaki just stands there, staring at the wolf with wonder.[break][break]

"Th... thank you."[break][break]

In place of the man who had spent everything he had to stop the giant's advance, she thanks her. The Hero of Many Battles. The King's Chosen. The one she'd privately cursed, once upon a time. [break][break]

She'd trust the wolf to protect Navy, which left the rest. She would accompany , , and in searching the rubble for the wounded, but as much as she scorned 's responsibility for all this, she silently curses herself most of all. [break][break]

Saffron, Galar... now Dewford... [break][break]

Every place she'd ever called 'home', laid waste eventually. It couldn't be a coincidence anymore.[break][break]



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Rysa

he/him
forty-eight
December 26
Slateport City
asexual
Enforcer
grunt
6"1' height
6"1' height
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Grigori Sokolov
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 21, 2024 4:58:51 GMT
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Grigori lets out all the tenseness in his soul as the explosion rocked the ocean, rather than Dewford. How fortunate they were, not to be witnesses to one of the most lethal attacks in all of Hoenn. In All of Hoenn and Kanto. Perhaps, even the world.

Yet he does not smile. Not even when Shred commanded to retreat, nor when the sheriff asked Shred to do so much (why did he know 's true name?), but his shoulders sagged micrometers. Stress left his bones as the life of a dying one.

Much like Howard. He looked eerily familiar. The grunt had to turn his gaze away, lest his mind be consumed by the awful past. Even as he returned to life, as he attempted to wheel Shred’s tired, permanently mangled body to ’s ship, it was simply too much to bear. The night had depleted all of his energy, physical and mental.

Grigori was not the hero. Howard was. For that, he must be thankful that the town still stood. Even if its flesh had been rendered and bones broken, the frame still stood. And from that, they could rebuild. “Understood, Mr. Dread.

Someone else would have to help the younger admin. His arm kept the older beast stable while they limped towards the ship. Towards tomorrow.

You did good, Mr. Shred,” he whispered. He pulled the man ever tighter. Even as they clashed, and their ideals differed, they both could see the importance of their retreat. Nobody had the strength to attempt a backstab. It was a tense, yet mutually understood situation. “Keep, your head, high.

The future only held greater difficulties. To lose hope and strength now was to accept defeat and willingly bring death upon oneself. Grigori knew it first hand. 

Kanto had been much the same.


Tl;dr
 - Damn what an event
 - Mr. Shred you're so cool for not wanting Greg to kill another dozen people
 - Carries him back to the ship
 - Tells him to keep his head high because if he can't now, then he's omega fucked in the future (pretend I don't know what Ouroborus is Clueless)
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Magnetic

Admin Fox
He/Him
28
May 9th
Rustboro City
Bisexual
Archaeologist
Rocket Admin
An observer of eons cannot feel the warmth of another.
Single
5'9 (with hat) height
5'9 (with hat) height
The future will tempt you, the present will indulge you, but the past will shackle you.
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howard slayte
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 23, 2024 4:13:28 GMT
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HYPERBOREA


Wish Upon A Star



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LATE MAY, by the Ice Age’s end, Dewford lies a frozen wreck. Many of its defining features are buried in unyielding snow and ice, and the Granite Cave is a naught but rubble, barring a LARGE HOLE that leads directly into the Ultra Deep Sea, the dimensional rift substantially larger than before, capable of transporting a Dynamaxed Pokémon between worlds. [break]
Still, Dewford Town has survived, and it will rebuild. Such is the testament to the Hoennian spirit and humanity’s strength.[break]
The losses to Dewford’s population are minimal, though infrastructure is heavily damaged. Instead, much of the wild Pokémon in the area have either been frozen or displaced in one of the largest death tolls since Team Rocket and the League clashed in the Ultra Deep Sea. Though the Pokémon League is swift in their reconstruction efforts, the responsibility to rebuild still lies with Dewford, its new Gym Leader, and the populace at large. [break]
After all, war is coming, and the crippling of the island leaves western Hoenn blind to invasions from the west, where Team Rocket amasses in Kanto. [break]
Through ceasefire and retreat, Team Rocket manages to recover Regice and its dying owner and retreat onto ’s ship and return back to Sootopolis, their ultimate objective accomplished. While the golem’s power has reached its zenith, and certain systems have been unlocked, Regice has lost its capacity to act as a Power Spot. In exchange, the Pokémon League rises with a new avatar, born from the fires of fiction and fantasy, ready to lead others towards victory and Avalon. [break]
Dewford’s sheriff falls into a weeklong coma. His body is rushed to League HQ, where Head Professor confirms what many suspect: he is indeed an avatar. Zacian herself is absent after the battle, disappearing into the mountain forest at the center of Dewford Island. Mist settles over the mountain, a declaration that Dewford has gained yet another new defender. Discovering his ability to walk and speak even when asleep, the sheriff issues the following statement: [break][break]

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“Dewford stands. I have nothing to say to my colleagues at League HQ. Instead, I wanna address the people in my town. I’m sorry for everyone we’ve lost. I can’t bring back the dead, but I can help rebuild. Rocket only wins when we show ‘em we’re scared. Keep going. I’ll be here for you. We’re strong together. Your sheriff’s here, and he’s not going anywhere.” [break]



Through and her Unown, Team Rocket is quickly enlightened to Admin Fox’s unregistered gambit, done suddenly and without permission. As ’s mangled body is quietly transferred to the infirmary for treatment due to contact with a Wishing Star, it is instead who addresses his colleagues through the Visionary's network. [break]

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"Look, it wasn't ‘by the book’, okay? But it fuckin' worked! We gave Dewford a bloody nose, embarrassed the League, and got away with it. What more do you want? Get off my back. And stop fucking bothering me! I'm busy enough as it is."
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As Howard’s Regice is contained by Team Rocket, it sends out a signal that pings across the region, intending to find four specific targets. Instead, it finds three.

⠎⠑⠑⠅⠊⠝⠛
⠊⠝ ⠉⠕⠍⠃⠁⠞
⠎⠑⠊⠵⠑⠙
⠝⠕ ⠎⠊⠛⠝⠁⠇


While Regidrago cannot be found, battle data from Dewford is shared between the four active golems, rousing them in anticipation for the battles to come. War is coming, Ruination is imminent, and Hoenn may have a need for its defenders earlier than their creators intended. In the depths, an old one continues to stir.

⠙⠑⠋⠑⠝⠙


DIVINE MECHANISM: REGICE and REGIELEKI can now learn the move DYNAMAX CANNON as a move that takes up an existing moveslot. Rysa may choose to turn the unlocking of this move into a plotpoint, should he wish. This may extend to other Legendary Giants in the future, as they appear.

Please note that this iteration of the move is weaker than the version used by Eternatus.


Several things occur between the end of May and early July: [break]

is placed under medical observation while the admin’s mind and body recover from extensive Dynergy poisoning and scars. Between the events of Hyperborea and his outburst in Eve of War, Howard’s position as Rocket Admin is thrown into question. [break]
The rift between Granite Cave and the Ultra Deep Sea has widened considerably.
Team Rocket’s military preparations continue to ramp up in anticipation for the oncoming war. [break]
The Pokémon League sends scouts and nature surveys to address the damage to Granite Cave and the Ultra Deep Sea, verifying the damages.[break]
As rangers survey the ruins of Granite Cave, they find a bird’s nest on the edge of the gash left by Regice. Inside are five Skarmory hatchlings. Their feathers glow with the same blue light as Ascalon. In time, these Illumina Skarmory will leave the nest and bond with , , , , and . Teddie will distribute them shortly.

Furthermore, the following rewards will be given out to participants:


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Teddie

Michael Navidson
He/Him
32
October 13th
Slateport
Heterosexual
E4; Gym Leader
Sheriff
5'10" / 177.8 cm height
5'10" / 177.8 cm height
In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"
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Navy
Hyperborea
POSTED ON Jul 23, 2024 4:18:36 GMT
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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN
MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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HOLY DIVER YOU'VE BEEN DOWN TOO LONG IN THE MIDNIGHT SEA, OH WHAT'S BECOMING OF ME?

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Townsfolk emerge from bunkers and are greeted by the ruins of their lives. They pick through frozen ruins for remnants of what once was. That first day, before their distant government can scramble a proper response, they squat in the tropical heat and make the most while carrion circle about.[break][break]
At night they whisper to one another about a ghost among the moors outside town. A distant figure watches them, disappearing when they draw too close. They wonder if it is their sheriff, who they last saw still as the dead being lifted into a helicopter. Those brave enough to leave the town hear a mournful howl.[break][break]
He does not know when the sleepwalking ends and conscious begins. One moment is darkness and dreams of old things and the next is lucidity under the moonlight. Below, his charges sleep. He turns to walk down, to walk among them, to tell them that everything will be okay, but he sees something out of place.[break][break]

It is like the eyes of god have turned upon him, the building blocks of the universe itself taking notice of a human. He does not shirk from them here, as he did not shirk from them when he stood in their world. He does not know to whom he speaks, but he speaks all the same.[break][break]
Tell your masters something for me.” He speaks with such clarity that it almost throws off the rhythm of his words, like he’s never been more sure of anything in his life. “You guys only care when someone bonds with a god, huh? Well, Zacian ain’t a god. She’s just like me. Someone who knows she can make a difference. Someone who won’t back down just ‘cause the bully can hit harder than us. Bet you’re all so smug ‘bout this. Getting Howard n’ me to fight.”[break][break]
His eyes look past the unknown, down to the light of civilization that makes his people’s persistence.[break][break]
We’re gonna have to sing your song n’ dance. Fight each other. Probably wake up some new thing that’s gonna try to kill everyone we know n’ love. Even still, remember this:”[break][break]
His eyes find one eye among the crowd and does not look away. He does not know that he speaks exclusively to friends, with his foe’s eyes turned elsewhere.[break][break]
The Warrior stands with The Visionary.


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