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[attr="class","ihead"]ULTRA BEAST BARRICADE
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as the blast surges toward them, a stalwart barricade of boulders and earth is forced from the ground.
Thomas Benoit's hydreigon roars in defiance of the flames while
Orion Lykos's swampert drives its muscular body up against a gap in the stony pallisade for further protection. the entire construction is then fitted with the stunning illumination of
Balder Schwartz's solgaleo's
WIDE GUARD.[break][break][break]
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behind this earthen bulwark, @nicole,
Annie Mei,
Olivia Abbiati, @creepy find momentary protection. the fiery storm collides with the shield, stone chipping away as hissing heat sears past the party. erected boulders are ripped from their gums; they barely miss
Josh Dragomir,
Alexei Ivanov,
PIERCE WILDE,
Ruby Walker,
persephone amavi and
FERNANDO SILPH; however,
Kazimir Wynter's flattened noodle stand is not so lucky. a boulder crushes the stall with the horrific crunching of wood.[break][break][break]
the earth is carved into by
Remiel Calcifet's flygon as securing both his identity and his safety. as
Isra Nightingale teleports, she narrowly avoids the incendiary wave before rematerializing on a charred stall. @bean2 manages to escape barely, the percussive heat soaring past fennekin and her head. furthermore,
knox prescott and
Adrian Malcolm are able to resist the edge of the explosion too, their pokemon offering further protection. thankfully,
Adrian Malcolm's gyarados is able to sustain itself; however, after the desperate endeavor, it finds itself weaker...[break][break][break]
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Kazimir Wynter,
marie jules, and @looker are throttled by the blast. their pokemon, including the one rocket provides
marie jules, do not suffer death; however, they encounter some injury protecting their masters from sustaining major bodily harm. splinters of wood, glass and stone cut their skin and bruise muscle. the same occurs for
Lucas Lane. his wheelchair is whipped from the earth, tossing the scientist to the sky. momentarily, in his airborne state, he sees death, the plunge of vertigo digging deep into his gut. as people witness the man plummet, they spot his machoke dashing after his patient. the musclebound creature catches him and his wheelchair, toppling together in conjoined construction.[break][break][break]
mateo martinez's dragonite holds its
PROTECT. winds whip around the dragon's ankles as
Noelle Lane seeks shelter behind the father of her baby. however, he does not account for
Bailey Cooper's sudden appearance. her rolling vehicular scolipede, like an absurd cameo from a twisted metal game, races for protection underneath
mateo martinez's dragonite. the force of the explosion's expansion tosses her rolling scolipede into
mateo martinez and
Noelle Lane, tossing their bodies (including
Bailey Cooper's) like bowling pins. they land, skinning knees and arms.[break][break][break]
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a black charizard spreads its wings in dramatic fashion, a
PROTECT materializing before
Stormy Silph,
noah faber and
kyle lopez. as the heat surges past,
Stormy Silph would feel no discomfort as
noah faber's unfezant contributes to their barrier. debris scatters on the ground as the explosion subsides, blossoming into smoke.[break][break][break]
[attr="class","ihead"]SLATEPORT SQUARE BALL DROP
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the blacephalon dances in the middle of the demolished night market. maimed bodies hide among the wreckage; however, they are locatable by a curious sight. orbs of blue and pink drift from their limp shapes and attach themselves to the prancing clown's "head." as their invader twirls and pirouettes through a junkyard of paper lanterns, it beheads itself once more. the orbs feed into it, the shape expanding to a terrible size. it honks, the wail of some otherworldly bicycle horn, before tossing its detached head toward the grand lighthouse.[break][break][break]
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the beheaded sphere arcs gracefully, flickering like christmas lights as it expands to an impossibly large size- bigger than the one before. the head envelopes the time ball, sucking it into its gut. the ultra beast spins on its tiptoe and stares at the survivors. after tapping its wrist, the creature's mitten-hands cup the air and suddenly pull away, emulating an explosion. those intuitive enough will be able to realize the implications. should the time ball reach the end of its steel staff, it will explode.[break][break][break]
it is clear then, that simply fleeing the scene is an useless option. considering the size of this explosive sphere, detonation would likely mean the destruction of a significant region of hoenn's continent, ensnaring anyone within the current vicinity.[break][break][break]
in other words, there is no time to escape the next blast. you must race to stop it- or die trying. efforts to stop the ball from this distance will fail.
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[attr="class","ihead"]OLIVIA'S PHONE CALL
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when
Olivia Abbiati calls for evacuation, the response at the end of her phone is not what she expects. the audio quality is crackled, distorted, as if the signal is weak. on the other side of the phone, she hears
dahlia goode's voice, clipping in places.
"he-lp! me--- lighthou- there- i-" the call ends with a disturbing noise of chirping:
brrr-rrr-rr!!![break][break][break]
[attr="class","ihead"]HOT POTATO
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cackling, the blacephalon leaps across the bitter odour of death and cinders, collecting energy from the fallen as it jogs leisurely toward the lighthouse. it somersaults, tossing more energy toward the new year's time ball, the head growing bigger by the second.[break][break][break]
another head sprouts from the beast's collar. the sphere expands like a balloon before being scooped by its glove-like paw. with another honk and a heel-click, it tosses its head toward one trainer; however, it does not wait for someone to catch it. instead, it follows them like a heat-seeking missile, bouncing around as if it has a life of its own. the pink-blue orbs flash repetitively, as if counting down- like the time ball in the distance.[break][break][break]
the flashing slowly speeds up. a ticking time bomb. a hot potato. what will you do?
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[attr="class","ihead"]GUIDELINES
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below are several guidelines and notes you must follow and consider for the raid. please pm
shiv if you have any other questions. these guidelines will be trimmed or omitted for future mod posts in this event.[break][break][break]
DO NOT ROLL for this round. as your characters pursue the blacephalon or aim to reach the lighthouse, they will attempt to keep the ball away from themselves in order to prevent it from harming them & their pokemon.[break][break]
who ever posts first has the hot potato! you must
TAG the person you are tossing the hot potato (bomb) to. do not tag anyone else for clarity purposes, or make it clear who you are tagging with a note.[break][break]
you can not tag the same person twice until everyone has been tagged once. if someone hasn't responded for a long time, please contact them; however, you may be able to intervene on another character on their behalf to toss the hot potato to someone else. the character who has not responded may suffer consequences if they miss the round.[break][break][break]
the person with the hot potato on
1/11, 0:00 PST will suffer serious injury or have one of their pokemon die depending on the difficulty they have chosen![break][break]
with every post, please include a
tl;dr of your character's actions. some posts may require
rolls using the dice command.[break][break]
the next mod post will be on 1/11 0:00 PST.
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Lucas pecked at festival food as the hospital assigned Machoke weaved him through the crowd. The night began peaceful despite the recent headlines. If it had an effect on the numbers attending the scientist could hardly notice. Streets teemed with visitors from not only across the region, but around the world to witness Slateport's renown New Year's Eve festivities. In mere minutes would be the first of the two pyrotechnic displays organized for the evening.
PATISSERIE HM RP
