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The First Step
January 20, 2232

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Started by Daren Adair, Jan 24, 2018, 06:31 PM

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I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I am gone, you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
Jan 30, 2018, 06:04 PM
399 Words
The Legendary of Time. He knew that, in the way one just knows things, doesn't have to reach for the words, because the words don't matter. It felt right, even as it also, somehow, felt wrong, because there was another epithet his mind associated with Dialga, and it didn't much care for the hoity-toity sounding one. He didn't really remember, ultimately, but the knowledge was right there, at the edge of his mind. He'd never know, probably.

Seth stopped, about when Daren did, eyeing the girl in mild confusion. He'd never really considered the concept of reincarnation. It'd never made much of a difference, for him, whether people died and that was it, or they were reborn. He wasn't so sure it made a difference now, either, even if Diego did have this past-life regression stuff going on. Diego was still Diego, and maybe Seth didn't understand his quirks, but it felt like he also should. Did. Somehow. He tried not to think about it, too hard. The guy seemed like he could use some friends that weren't going to change their mind about him randomly. He was an alright guy, Seth thought, just, maybe a little more knowledgeable about things Seth wasn't, that was all.

He almost apologized, for asking that question aloud, but he decided to let it go, for now. Traveling together sounded kind of fun, and for whatever reason, he found he had this odd pull to both. One's was stronger than the other, but both were there. She was right, anyway, traveling was less lonely if you didn't go it solo.

Beryl was the Mismagius, right. Scurrying to catch up, a bit. He almost wondered why the starters might be difficult to find, but he supposed Professor Hawthorne didn't exactly keep them in cages. That wouldn't be right. "I like playing hide and seek. Why not. I'm 19 going on 2." You were never too old for games, or something. "You should probably try the water first, if there is any, huh?" Nudging Diego lightly. He'd said he wanted a Nulusea, it made sense to Seth the Nulusea would be in the water.
And once the storm is over, you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. One thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person that walked in. That's what this storm's all about.
Jan 31, 2018, 08:01 PM
354 Words

Right. Ember. He knew about Ember, and then he didn't know about Ember. Just like how, sometimes, he knew about Lily, and then forgot her. Diego often wondered, albeit very briefly, why Lily had taken to following him, and not Alcides, wherever he'd ended up. It wasn't like Lily had been his partner, but, then again, he remembered, didn't he. Maybe he didn't remember perfectly well, but he remembered all the same, even when he did forget most of it, some of it stayed. Maybe that was why. It seemed relatively likely.

Diego just nodded. He didn't want to say anything weird again, and if he talked about it, he'd remember more things he shouldn't remember, and say things he shouldn't. Diego never did figure out why he remembered things like that, remembered being someone he wasn't. It'd gone on all his life, and very young children have a very difficult time lying, though his parents theorised he'd heard these stories from somewhere else. Diego wasn't so sure about that. He did know he'd passed the United Republic portion of history with better grades than he usually passed history with.

Oh. Yeah. "I uh. Probably," Diego agreed when Seth suggested trying the water first. He was right, of course. Nulusea were more likely to be in the water than elsewhere. Gosh, he was tired, though. Maybe he'd just sit by the water, instead of trying to go in it. The last thing he needed was to fall asleep trying to find a Nulusea. Almost all of the energy from before was gone. It was always like this. He'd remember something he shouldn't, and all of the confusion just caused the wind in his sails to disappear. Maybe he should come back tomorrow... he was tired, anyway, and he didn't want to seem disinterested.

"Um, maybe I'll come back tomorrow, instead," he mentioned. Yeah, he'd just come back tomorrow.
Burning Brightly
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
Feb 02, 2018, 12:27 AM
288 Words
There was a draw to these two, that Daren couldn't really explain. He wasn't sure he'd ever really understand that odd half feeling of forgetting something. But, he did feel bad for the kid, because this was a very rough way of living, halfway between remembering and not - if Daren thought his odd feelings were rough, he coulnd't imagine what it was like to know and then suddenly not know.

"Well.. I guess you could." Daren frowned a little. "But you're here now, and it shouldn't take that long to find one." He shrugged - keeping his tone light and friendly. But ... Diego was here, and if he got his now they would have better luck traveling together. Not that Daren was necessarily in a rush to leave after this. But... it wasn't like Di had explained why he wanted to do this tomorrow instead, and honestly if this had anything to do with what he'd said.... it was silly to put it off. Diego had been the most excited of any of them for starters today.

So this was where they would find the starters. It was a rather open area, so they were certainly going to have to explore a bit to find what they were looking for. ... And Daren still didn't really know what he wanted for a starter.

He'd figure it out eventually. "When you are ready, would you like to travel together?" Asking Diego - because it wasn't actually very fair to make decisions around the idea of them traveling together without consulting him first.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I am gone, you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
Feb 21, 2018, 12:35 AM
411 Words
[ ooc: So how this is going to work, because there are three of em, we're gonna go one at a time, and someone else'll NPC a random starter every time until the char clicks with one. ... cept for Diego, we'll randomize him Nuluseas. lol ]

Seth frowned a bit. Diego had been so excited before, and now most of it was gone. ... he should watch what he said better, Seth knew that already, he just hadn't really thought about it until just now. It was his own fault. His parents told him all the time that he had to think about what he said more often, before he said it, but apparently it'd just not quite sunk in, yet. That was, most likely, a character flaw he should seek to rectify. His friends in school were used to him and his big mouth. He said what he was thinking, and usually didn't consider it much beyond that it'd crossed his mind. But these two weren't his friends, and if he wasn't careful, they may never be. Seth was pretty innately upset about that thought; he did want to be their friend, at least.

He wasn't sure what that meant. Seth wasn't exactly a lone-wolf, not really, but he normally didn't immediately get the interest in being someone's friend, either. He wondered, if only in his head, if it had anything to do with that "past-life regression" thing Kat had mentioned. Had he known one or the other, or both, in another life? He shouldn't know that, presumably, but maybe some part of his soul, or something, was inherently drawn to them. That made sense, but, it also really didn't. And why on Arceus' good earth did he have Dialga following him? Maybe that one would never entirely make sense. Maybe it didn't matter, if it did or not.

"At least you know what you want," Seth mentioned. "So it'd take less time than for us, I think." Seth didn't know what he was after. He supposed he'd just meet several, and see which one he liked, and liked him back. After all, it was important that they got along. They'd be stuck with one another for a good while after this.
And once the storm is over, you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. One thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person that walked in. That's what this storm's all about.
Feb 21, 2018, 09:06 PM
695 Words
Yeah, he supposed it wouldn't take long to find a starter. It wasn't like Diego didn't know what he was after, anyway, and Nulusea weren't difficult to find, if you knew where to look. Still, his head hurt, and it was difficult to focus on anything, when he had a headache. He didn't want to seem like he didn't care, or that he wasn't terribly interested in becoming a trainer or whichever partner he ended up with. Diego only really ever felt like Pokemon understood. Probably because people expected too much sense, and Pokemon tended to just kind of roll with it. Though, the nice Florges that he saw sometimes, she seemed to feel kind of bad for him. Yeah. Sometimes, he felt bad for himself, but at the same time, there was a quiet part of him, somewhere under all the confusion and frustration, that seemed to know whatever reason he remembered things he shouldn't for, it'd been on purpose. He'd done this on purpose, whatever this was. Now if he could just remember what he'd done, and why, that would probably go a ways in helping him understand what his presumably past-self had been thinking.

It was about Jade and the fluffy ice cloud and them, wasn't it? He didn't even know if they were still here. Calabria. Right, yeah, now he remembered. Calabria. They were in Calabria. He was going on this journey at least partly to try and figure out who the hell he was, who Jade was, remember the ice cloud's name, and why they were all so important.

It didn't mean he couldn't whinge a little, especially when his head was killin'.

"I guess," Diego admitted. "But I have a headache now, and it's kind of difficult to be excited about anything." Side effect of having a migraine, or something along those lines. He'd always gotten headaches, after remembering something he shouldn't remember, but this was the first time it'd really, truly been bad enough to qualify as a migraine. The memories had flooded his mind and then it hurt, like only Arceus really knew what, and it was the worst pain he'd ever had out of a migraine. Given how many of those he'd had, over the years, it was almost impressive. Almost.

Wait, travel together? Diego looked confused at the question. "Why would you want to hang around me longer than you have to?" Most didn't, of course, and it was difficult to imagine either one of them was any different. He said weird things, remembered and then didn't, got migraines all the time. Some things he was overly sensitive about for no clear reason, he had odd misconceptions about the state of Tyrrhenia and the world they lived in, now. Sometimes, he still woke up screaming about airships and Dysphoria canisters, and nobody had even seen a Dysphoria canister in over a hundred years, a full one at least. There were a few, already discharged, that were unearthed from the Andascan ruins, put in museums, talked about at length on tours, because it was important that nobody ever forgot what those were, what they'd done, how many they'd killed, but eventually people always forgot things like that. It was easy to, when the hardest your life had ever been was figuring out what you wanted to wear to school that morning, or the algebra test you were rumoured to need to take that day.

Diego's life hadn't been hard, but he had the traumas of someone whose life had been excruciatingly difficult. Most thought he was being an attention-seeking git, and sometimes, Diego did, too. Maybe he was making it up, making it all up so well even he believed himself.
starlit song
We are all a single strand in the web of life. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
Mar 05, 2018, 09:12 PM
19 Words
We'll do Daren first. What's he get:
Rolled 1d100 : 65, total 65
starlit song
We are all a single strand in the web of life. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
Mar 05, 2018, 09:17 PM
236 Words
811 Delta Firoul

Quiet, Brilliant

Status / Special
The user suppresses the target and makes its move go last.

Rage Powder
Status / Special
The user scatters a cloud of irritating powder to draw attention to itself. Opponents aim only at the user.

Offence / Physical
The user damages the target twice in succession by jabbing it with two spikes. Each strike also has a 20% chance to poison the target.
Poison: 20%, 4 turns

Feint Attack
Offence / Physical
The user approaches the target disarmingly, then throws a sucker punch.
Burning Brightly
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
Mar 06, 2018, 04:33 PM
350 Words
Daren considered the other figure for a moment, tilting his head just slightly to one side. Well, he supposed a headache might be a good reason to want to go back and wait for another day. On the other hand, headaches weren't all that hard to remedy, either, most of the time. He wondered, idly, if it had anything to do with the moment in which he'd shared information about pokemon that they didn't know. ... And if that was what had caused it, Daren had to admit he felt kind of responsible, in some way.

"Oh is that it?" Is what he said though. For a moment he pulled his backpack around and rummaged in one of the pockets before holding out a bottle to Diego. Pain pills of a rather common sort. What? His mom had insisted on packing him the makings of a pretty useful first aid kit. Which, if he had it, why not use it, right? Right. Exactly.

Blink. Daren was, for just a moment, confused by that response. "You seem like a pretty nice guy." Came the response after his confusion had faded a little. "And because I think it'd be fun, traveling together." Daren decided not to share that odd attraction that he felt to the both of them, because that was probably a little weird. Granted, no weirder than Diego's outbursts, but that wasn't the point really.

Fate it seemed had brought a Firoul first. Daren's attention was drawn to the flickering ball of fire, though there was something decidedly different about it. "Well hello there." Softly, almost more to himself than the Firoul. Daren didn't move far from where he was already standing - some part of him afraid of scaring it off the way the Arcanine always seemed to go the moment she realized he was paying attention.

Of course the starters probably were less likely to do that than strange probably-mostly wild Arcanine were.