near the last known location of regirock's tomb, several trainers have stumbled across an ominous opening. inside, they will find the ruins of the legendary titan, riddled with traps, treasures, and the mystical unknown. no one knows what awaits them but one thing is for sure — a new arc begins. despite the thin veil of peace, the public still faces unease.
after the ultra beast war, hoenn begins to heal. the megalopolan invasion may have failed; however, it is clear there is much more at stake. a prophecy revolving around a cyclical meteoroid, the appearance of necrozma and a dangerous and viral alien threaten the safety of the region once more.
with rocket's new boss, the resurgence and reappearance of the crime syndicate's presence is imminent. the league has done its best to repair its reputation, and with the victory of a war under their belt, perhaps it is enough. but the seeds of distrust have already been sown in the ravaged land of this region, causing many to wonder what will grow?
male or female - tangled feet[break] stomping tantrum / tri attack / pluck / jump kick / rage
THE GROUND QUAKES as a herd of dodrio rush across the land. their talons tear up the topsoil, tossing roots and debris in the wake of their mad dash. unfortunately for oscar, his lovely plot is in the middle of the dodrios' path.break][break]
Oscar looked up as he felt the ground tremble. He narrowed his eyes at the herd, fuck that noise. Here he was trying to be a good little gardener, and these fuckers wanted to ruin everything before he could even get started? Oscar stood, pulling out a pokeball. From it emerged Grievous the blaziken, looking unbothered by the charging hoard.
Oscar pulled off his gardening gloves and revealed a ring on his right middle finger. The ring flashed, and Grievous began to glow with a mysterious power. When the glow surrounding him subsided, Grievous stood tall as a Mega Blaziken. He rushed into the hoard, meeting the dodrio leading the pack with a High Jump Kick to the head. It wasn't terribly effective, but it surprised the other dodrios and caused them to diverge from their path. Grievous continued causing chaos, Blaze Kicking anything that got close. The sheer speed and power these dodrio faced surely spooked them, as they began to run away from Oscar's garden.
As the herd dissipated, Oscar approached the very first Dodrio Grievous had kicked in the face. It must have been pretty fast to keep in the front of the stampede. He decided it could be useful to him and pulled out a pokeball. The dodrio saw this and cawed, Plucking at Oscar to scare him off. Grievous shut that down fast, Blaze Kicking the bird into near unconsciousness. As it twitched, Oscar threw the ball.
BERRIES ARE ROUND. just like balls. yamper wants to play fetch with your garden's berries— but it won't be able to return them. because you know. like, i'm implying the yamper would eat them. please understand.[break][break]
male or female - insomnia[break] moonblast / seed bomb / leech seed / shadow ball / scary face / curse
THIS GOURGEIST HAS ESCAPED INTO YOUR GARDEN. after being handled terribly by children in a nearby pumpkin patch, this gourgeist seeks a new home in your garden. however, in doing so, it begins to sap the nutrients in your soil.[break][break]
Obi opened a drooping eye as the gourgeist made itself at home. Of all the nerve, moving in without even asking permission first. Obi rose from his post, stomping over until his shadow towered over the phantom plant. The gourgeist looked up, curious where the light had gone. Unaware of any danger, the gourgeist waved happily to greet the imposing exeggutor.
Obi was unamused, his heads growling as he bent down and huffed in the gourd's face. This did nothing to deter the oblivious ghost type, who once again waved happily at the garden guard. Losing his patience, Obi opened his mouths to blast this pumpkin back to the afterlife. Before he could though, a voice would stop him.
"That'll do Obi." Obi turned toward the voice, yielding as Oscar approached the scene. Oscar kneeled toward the gourgeist, "You just want a home, don't ya?" The gourgeist waved happily at Oscar, who smiled in response. Usually he didn't tolerate these sorts of shenanigans, but it was the spookiest month of the year and gourgeists sold for big money on the black market. Oscar pulled out a pokeball and poked the splant, watching as it was zapped inside. Obi meanwhile huffed and returned to his post.