Post by sora on Nov 20, 2009 22:39:08 GMT -5
- - | pssst i luv p00000000kemon soundtracks da + +
god of S U N - - +
the god of E A R T H !
the warrior god of L I G H T N I N G - - +
the god of S K Y !
The Heroes;;
jessica |, the pokemon sketchist !
pokemon ; ; vibrava + DAVALYN male | houndour + YELLER male | pikachu +LOMBARDI male | feraligatr tailow and haunter !
brayen | eli |, the pokemon trainer ! !
pokemon ; ; + DAGGER male | quilava noctowl quagsire larvitar + LILINA female| aipom and + AYDEN male|buizel !
saion , the pokemon coordinator ! !
pokemon ; ; crobat slowking misdreavus hitmontop and clefairy !
taylor, the pokemon breeder !
pokemon ; ; wartortle, roselia, snubbull, electrode and !
The Rangers;;
- - pokemon R A N G E R raiden + his partner politoad!
the important citizens/people/pokemon with power;;
P H A R O H ! - - played by M A Y
fellow A D V I S O R ! - - played by M A Y
L U C A R I O ! - - played by J E S S
P R I N C E ! - - played by A M Y
street P E R F O R M E R S ! - - played by M A Y A M Y and J E S S
ruin M A N I C ! - - played by A M Y
note; ; any other suggestions for any other characters you think are needed, just ask me at the xat !
Plot - Line;;
--sidenote;; inspiration came straight from the bulbapedia;; bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Ecruteak
Dakhla City.
It is located in within the northern desert of Johto, said to be one of the most water deprived areas within the entire region. Due to the fact it lacks water, the city doesn't attract many tourists - - only great architects seem to come by, and search ravenously for ancient hyroglyphs, hoping to uncover any possible mysteries hidden within the ruins.
Though also a meaning of history, this town is rather prosperous - - and most visitors seem to believe for the fact that since all of the citizens live nearby a river, the problem of water had diminished almost instantly.
Even the wild Pokemon seem to enjoy living along-side the humans -- though not all. Some forced into doing works that had been done by the humans themselves in the past, seek a deep hearted revenge - - their souls filled with the intent to bring pain the very person of their distress.
The Great Pharoh himself.
But of course, that was impossible. Even for a Pokemon - - for the royal was seen and praised it was as if he were a god.
When the ambitious leader had taken the throne without second consent of his people, they could only watch in terror as he brought new rules among the town with an iron fist. . .
The Pokemon were put into tough labor - - crackling and snapping whips forcing the creatures to work harder.
The city flourished faster with the forced help of Pokemon - - being controlled with harmful objects in order to do the dirty work of humans.
Within time, they became bitter, their agonizing painful howls never going unnoticed by the one who protected them from the very beginning.
This was what the slithering beast had wanted to happen.
His kind's pain were his own - - and the rage building from deep within the enormous creature was not growing into wishing the extinction of all humans.
For the day when the moon covers the sun, the reign of power for human beings shall be demolished - - and the reign of pokemon shall take over.
' no pokemon shall have ties with man kind - - for they are all selfish creatures who never should have been set upon this earth.
man cannot survive as well as our kind - - they are worthless from the very beginning of life.
they shall be ours to control - - ours to en-save and do our chores.
and that day shall come.'
The ambitious Pharoh did not take heed to any of the hissed warnings.
- - +
This historical town is protected by almost nothing but the vast seas of endless sand. Pokemon Trainers are rarely often known arrive in this town aside for passing through in hope of water.
Dakhla is known as "A Historical City Where the Past Meets the Present", and has a tall tale to tell. It is said, in ancient times, a great beast had lived in one of the ancient temples - - once the humans had arrived, it had given them a fair warning. Never to betray the help and love of its' kind - - of pokemon. It had also given a prediction of betrayal amongst the small group of two legged beings - - though none of them had paid attention to the warning, believing and trusting in each other deeply. They were simply over joyed to arrive in what they could transform into their home with the help of water. Even Pokemon had offered to help and build what would be one of the largest towns within Johto.
But when one of them turned sinister, and with what appeared to be the forced help of the desert pokemon, he crushed the very temple of what the people began to call - - 'the snake god'. after the event, it had become what is known today as the Serpant's Begotten Lair.
Pokemon had then begun to get distressed - - and with a new Pharoh in power after the recent death of their past young ruler, he had demanded for the creatures to be put into man kind's control.
A Legendary Pokemon lived in the prospering city had not been respected.
'doom shall fall upon the kingdom.
my kind shall rise from their enforced shackles - - and no human shall be left unharmed.'
- - +
From where the people had once inhabited the land, war struck and the town was burned down, causing them to flee into what is now called Dakhla. Once the great Serpant's temple had been turned into tarnished rubble, the humans had sought to create a new one - - The Temple of Setting Sun. The people spread rumors that a legendary beast had fallen into a great slumber within the mysterious temple. All were forbidden to enter.
Three legendary beasts from creatures were seen soon after the temple was built, all leaping off in seperate directions - - and the people called them the lightning, earth, and sun gods.
'from within the slumbering beast within the temple of setting sun, came three magnificent creatures.
one had given off the warmth of fire.
one had given off the shock of lightning.
and the other, had given off the gentle touch of mother nature.
but as quick as they came, they had vanished in a flash.
my people had never seen them again.'
- - +
Setting;;
Within Dakhla are multiple buildings and houses of the human inhabitants. There is a large market just within the very middle of the desert city - - and several goods and rare items are known to be sold there. Though the merchants can seem strange, and rather harsh if they see someone gazing at their goods for a great amount of time, they instantly become rather enraged for the fact that they aren't buying it - - and just looking.
The ruins are another attraction that most ruin maniacs are found investigating - - attempting to solve the myths from the very beginning of this town. Although they had only discovered that it was a warning from the snake god - - due to how long the city has flourished without getting harmed, most believe the legend to be a mere fake. A lie, told by those just wanting to spread superstition.
The golden seas of sand appear almost endless - - though the long river bed swollen with water seems to bring a sense of calming scenery to the town. Crops and other plants are known to grow in the land, giving them the ability to grow some vegitation, though some might not believe it.
There are very few attractions within Dakhla, but once you see them, you will never forget the performance. Dancers of pokemon and human alike, doing glorious odd tricks seem to dazzle the citizens whenever they choose to show off their well connected bond - - making most want to have their own special bond with the magical creatures.
For travelers, there is an Inn not too far into Town - - where they can stay for the night, and get a good night's rest. Just across from the Inn, there is a Healing Center -- which is an awful lot like a Pokemon Center, as to which most Trainers and travelers with pokemon of their own happen to mistake it for. Though there aren't many, some citizens bond with pokemon, and may even want to partake in a pokemon battle.
The sun remains high in the sky until the moon decides to take it over - - and when night falls, a shivering coldness covers all in the town.
Other Areas in Dakhla||
The Ancient Ruins --
The Temple of Setting Sun--
The Serpant's Begotten Lair--
The Marketplace--
The Riverbed--
The Inn--
The Performers Dance Ring--
The Healer's Center--
key words;;
time flower -- + a flower that, with the help of the aura pokemon lucario, can helpsee a mystical recording of what happened in the area of the past. it is quite helpful when found, and rather unique to discover.
Ideas;;
Note;; if i forget any of your characters, mentions, or whatever, feel free to bug me about it ! i'll put it up on the front page before a snorlax comes for its' dinner ![/center]
WELL HOWDY DOO + | -
this'll be a story told like never before - - and believe me, i've put a lot of hard work into forming it ! and, with help of course ! every hero needs a helper !
SO THEN - -
Alright!
Now that that's done and over with, I believe I'll start us off with the rules.
Don't start bawlin' your head off, this'll only take a second!
trust me - - i want to end this as quick as possible !
Rules;;
JUST BECAUSE I'M LAZY AND I WANT TO SCARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BOOTS, I'M RE-USING AND POSTING THESE RULES >;3
#1;;
First of all, I would really appeciate it if this would be a true Roleplay, therefore, no conversations during this roleplay, all questions, and talks about the story as it goes on will remain on the xat. Thank you.
#2;;
Also, if you must, and I mean if you really must have a question that can't be answered from any of the other roleplayers, or if Jessica, or myself aren't on, simply P.M. either of us, or post the question on the RolePlay thread.
Although I'd prefer for you to P.M. us, or wait until we return.
#3;;
Make sure to use some sort of form of 'Ooc' when talking out of character. We don't want to get confused, here.
#4;;
As said earlier, in order for this RolePlay to run along smoothly, we need fairly active posters. So if I nag you, surely enough it's your own fault for not posting fast enough, and it's most likely because you're holding the others up.
Please, post when needed, otherwise we might have to delete you from the Roleplay.
#5;;
No PowerPlay, or GodModing.
Don't know what that is? Check up with one of us at the xat, we'll explain,and if you still don't understand, then, well..
YOU'LL JUST HAVE A STUPID LABLE ON YOUR FOREHEAD.
#6;;
I hate to say it, and I mean I really hate to say it, but none of anyone's characters are the Main attraction, meaning, it's not all about one character. I hate it when I see that in roleplays, not everyone gives a crap about your character, or wants a roleplay all about someone else.
Therefore, everyone's going to be included in this one.
It's fine to show something about their past or something every once and a while, but don't go overboard.
Don't worry, I'm sure you all will do fine! <8
#7;;
I hate one-liners.
They're really a bother to reply to, when you don't have much to go on by. It's really horrible and irritating, so make sure each of your posts are at least one Paragraph long.
Thanks. ; D
#8;;
Please, please, PLEASE, do not use chatspeak during the roleplay at ANY TIME. It's very confusion, and can be kind of mind boggling to read. e____e;;
I'mm drag out my friend Tim as an example. O.O....
"+1m w@1k3d 1n @nd s@+ d0wn"
LOL I CAN READ THAT BUT IT TOOK ME A WHILE TO UNERSTAND.
AHEM.
So in other words, don't do that. :X
#9;;
No ignoring anyone during the RolePlay.
That must be one of the most famous Roleplayer's fears, of getting ignored in a roleplay that they really would like to be included in.
So please, make sure to acknowledge everyone whom acknowledges you as well.
#10;;
I won't allow any stupid smilies in any of the RolePlay posts, alright?
I don't care how funny, or hilarious it is, it gets on my nerves.
This is a RolePlay, so take it seriously.
I'll give you a warning the first time, but if you continue to act in such a careless manner, I will remove you from this RolePlay.
#11;;
I won't allow any odd colored Pocket Monsters in the RolePlay either.
Sure, they can have a small patch of weird colored fur here and there, but wouldn't you think a Blue Pikachu is a bit too much?
#12;;
One last thing before we get started-
Have fun, morons!
Or else.
The Myth;;
- . . .
. . . . . .
in our days of yearning, there was never enough food to consume - - our people were falling of starvation. our feet were turned to stone from trudging through the vast seas of sand.
with only our footprints strewn out behind us as a single reminder of our past, we pressed forward. there could be no going back - - for we were nothing more than outcasts.
the last of our survivors were not many - - we had left with as many as thousands, lowering to a mere few hundred, leaving most on the brink of exhaustion, and a sense of death filling their spirits.
'fear not,' i had reasurred them, voice shivering with its' own dire need of water.
we had been sent off, with a promise of water from the worshipped god of our lands..
but most of my people were beginning to lose hope.
most had turned their backs on my encouragement, deciding to head back and plead for their old lives as slaves.
but those just as determined as myself, were not so intent on giving up.
it would be months before we encountered what our beloved sky god told us to be our 'promised' land.
but it was worth it.
the dangers of special creatures jumping out of the sand and attacking most of my people caused us to become alert and frigid. even when nightfall came, what looked to be a beloved thorned tree filled with hidden water had turned into a vicious monstrocity.
we fled farther.
until we reached what we spotted that we had been searching for so long.
water.
the sky god was not lying to us, filling our poor minds with hopes and dreams.
no.
it was the meaning of truth.
within a blink of an eye, me and my remaining people had rushed to the waters edges, some leaping in and covering themselves with the recovering liquid.
though i stood, a hint of happiness in my eyes as i stumbled back, my breathing becoming horse, as i heard a voice echo within my mind.
once my people glanced around, i was deftly away that they, too, had heard.
'a hiss of betrayal will be put among the strongest. a test of trust shall make itself worthy to be put in your lifetime of intruding in on our land.
the unrightous abuse of this land shall turn you and your people into shame - - there shall be no forgiveness to your name.
the deathly snake shall rise from its' hidden tomb, teeth as sharp as sikles, claws as sharp as scythes, rushing to your feeble human companions.
until that day of betrayal, of harming my kind, the moon and sun shall remain seperate beings, staying apart.
there will be no use in fighting back, no mere human could stop such a savage beast.
no human, of course.
the simple finding and arrival of three gods at once can only assure your safety from certain death.
god of lightning, god of earth, and god of sun.
out of the hidden waters our beloving god shall rise - -
thus, creating the setting of the sun.
creating the complete one.'
- - +
tick. tick. tick.
footsteps rushed through the long corridors, shadowed by the brink of darkness flooding into the widened passageways. darker shadows flurried out from behind the tapped sounds, giving off different shapes from each individual that had made up those who were hidden from plain sight.
the hallways continued to stretch onwards.
strange turns upon turns as to where some might believe it to be the end simply continued as if it were a never-ending passageway.
the footsteps appeared to be rushed, labored, and hard earned.
until they came to a stop.
pillars of well shaped and defined marble were at their sides, as the group of shadows inched forward in slow, hushed steps. the darkness gave them cover from being identified, allowing the bunch to simply hinder to the shadows once footsteps could be heard echoing down the hall, malicious and plotting eyes watching asan unaware guard stalked past, checking the halls for any possible unwanted visitors.
he found none.
the shady figures moved forward, never once looking back over their shoulders. they slid slowly towards another marble opening within one of the walls, and as the moon's silvery light glistened through one of the corridor's sides as to where several oval wholes had been put to let air inside, it gave off the intention of the shaded group.
a small glitter of daunting light ran over the weapon of metal, only giving of a bright flash at the very tip of the sharpened edge.
the haunting darkness slowly gave off, as they entered a dim lit room, the only light provided by a gently lit wax, and a rather thin figure sitting right beside what would look as if it were a desk - - though made out of different materials, rather than wood, or any of the sort.
a feather, the tip dipped in ink was placed in a right hand, about to scribble more letters until a splitting pain at his side caused him to let out a heart wrenching scream -- that was only cut off as a gruff hand covered the defenceless character's mouth.
little struggle was made.
after all, there was no energy to make such a violent struggle.
cold lips met the dying victim's ears, a voice fluttering in a snide whisper. "good-bye, brother. i'll be sure to take good care of our people. ."
hushed footsteps instantly left what looked to be a throne room, the scarcely breathing figure's limbs twitching violently, in a last attempt to get a breath in.
a strangled gasp escaped the frail boy, and dull eyes glanced up at the hallway to see a round ball of white and green to rush towards his side. wide eyes were wrenched with worry, as its' cold nose and soft muzzle was shoved into the dying boy's cheek.
a feeble hand was risen, to caress the soft fur of a creature he could never hope to see again. "sky god . . ." the voice was breaking, and from one sickly cough, a flower of blood began to drip down from his lips. "protect. . . my people. ."
the powdery white hedgehog stood a step back, a short limbed paw raised in disbelief, as the familiar scent filled the short legged creature's nose.
a scent he hadn't smelt in centuries.
death.
decades passed.
the uncouth event sending tradgedy to the people amongst the newofund land - - though another pharoh had taken a stand, and took the past sickly ones place, with great mirth.
once the crowds of people had seen whom had taken the throne as of next, their eyes had widened with a sense of forboding, and tradgedy.
the conditions had become lighter on the servants, though they could not relax with the sight of helpless creatures being put in their places, forced to carry heavy loads, dig what appeared to be endless, vast tunnels, sent to harvest food and collect buckets of the river's waters for the humans.
their eyes were filled with hatred, frustration, and sadness as to how they had been treated.
though, there was new trouble.
it was as clear as day.
that glint in the newfound royal's eyes, were no good.
they were simply filled with malicious intents, leaving none of the people at rest. within those very despising maroon eyes, something unnerved them all.
a promise would be broken.
a promise that was never bound to be forgotten, simply a memory of the past, left to be forgotten.
"i am your new ruler ! let the reign of your new pharoh begin !"
- - +
we find our heroes currently traveling in the unkown desert. . . dying of thirst !
well, perhaps that may be stretching the intentions - - but they certainly ARE thirsty. and a drink of water is essential in order to continue of living as a healthy human being. with the simple thought of water to quench their thirsts, they continue to trudge on, throughout the seemingly endless sea of sand.
their footsteps only the reminder as to where they had once been.
there could certainly be no turning back now.
they just had to reach a place with water eventually. and possibly somehow, they could get just a little sip . . .
though as they complain loudly, one of the group suddenly signals for the others to hush up, and they begin to huddle together, wide curious eyes gazing straight down after the vast area down below their sparkling orbs.
buildings upon buildings took place of the once empty seas of sand - - the golden grain could not be seen upon the man-made houses, and multiple markets supplying the land. though a certain building caught their utmost attention.
a building that looked as if it had belonged to royalty more than anything. they couldn't believe their eyes, as the said sight seeing appendages had finally gazed upon the sparkling river of waters.
without a second thought, our heroesrace one another into the enormous city . .
the enormous city of Dakhla.
Let's see if our heroes can beat this challenge!
- - the gods spoken of from the myth;;
note - - any questions of something about being confused of who the gods are, just ask me !
god of setting sun - -the C O M P L E T E one - - +
the S N A K E who tried to kill the sun - - +
Sky High Pokémon-- rayquaza !
[/right][/size]this'll be a story told like never before - - and believe me, i've put a lot of hard work into forming it ! and, with help of course ! every hero needs a helper !
SO THEN - -
Alright!
Now that that's done and over with, I believe I'll start us off with the rules.
Don't start bawlin' your head off, this'll only take a second!
trust me - - i want to end this as quick as possible !
Rules;;
JUST BECAUSE I'M LAZY AND I WANT TO SCARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BOOTS, I'M RE-USING AND POSTING THESE RULES >;3
#1;;
First of all, I would really appeciate it if this would be a true Roleplay, therefore, no conversations during this roleplay, all questions, and talks about the story as it goes on will remain on the xat. Thank you.
#2;;
Also, if you must, and I mean if you really must have a question that can't be answered from any of the other roleplayers, or if Jessica, or myself aren't on, simply P.M. either of us, or post the question on the RolePlay thread.
Although I'd prefer for you to P.M. us, or wait until we return.
#3;;
Make sure to use some sort of form of 'Ooc' when talking out of character. We don't want to get confused, here.
#4;;
As said earlier, in order for this RolePlay to run along smoothly, we need fairly active posters. So if I nag you, surely enough it's your own fault for not posting fast enough, and it's most likely because you're holding the others up.
Please, post when needed, otherwise we might have to delete you from the Roleplay.
#5;;
No PowerPlay, or GodModing.
Don't know what that is? Check up with one of us at the xat, we'll explain,and if you still don't understand, then, well..
YOU'LL JUST HAVE A STUPID LABLE ON YOUR FOREHEAD.
#6;;
I hate to say it, and I mean I really hate to say it, but none of anyone's characters are the Main attraction, meaning, it's not all about one character. I hate it when I see that in roleplays, not everyone gives a crap about your character, or wants a roleplay all about someone else.
Therefore, everyone's going to be included in this one.
It's fine to show something about their past or something every once and a while, but don't go overboard.
Don't worry, I'm sure you all will do fine! <8
#7;;
I hate one-liners.
They're really a bother to reply to, when you don't have much to go on by. It's really horrible and irritating, so make sure each of your posts are at least one Paragraph long.
Thanks. ; D
#8;;
Please, please, PLEASE, do not use chatspeak during the roleplay at ANY TIME. It's very confusion, and can be kind of mind boggling to read. e____e;;
I'mm drag out my friend Tim as an example. O.O....
"+1m w@1k3d 1n @nd s@+ d0wn"
LOL I CAN READ THAT BUT IT TOOK ME A WHILE TO UNERSTAND.
AHEM.
So in other words, don't do that. :X
#9;;
No ignoring anyone during the RolePlay.
That must be one of the most famous Roleplayer's fears, of getting ignored in a roleplay that they really would like to be included in.
So please, make sure to acknowledge everyone whom acknowledges you as well.
#10;;
I won't allow any stupid smilies in any of the RolePlay posts, alright?
I don't care how funny, or hilarious it is, it gets on my nerves.
This is a RolePlay, so take it seriously.
I'll give you a warning the first time, but if you continue to act in such a careless manner, I will remove you from this RolePlay.
#11;;
I won't allow any odd colored Pocket Monsters in the RolePlay either.
Sure, they can have a small patch of weird colored fur here and there, but wouldn't you think a Blue Pikachu is a bit too much?
#12;;
One last thing before we get started-
Have fun, morons!
Or else.
The Myth;;
- . . .
. . . . . .
in our days of yearning, there was never enough food to consume - - our people were falling of starvation. our feet were turned to stone from trudging through the vast seas of sand.
with only our footprints strewn out behind us as a single reminder of our past, we pressed forward. there could be no going back - - for we were nothing more than outcasts.
the last of our survivors were not many - - we had left with as many as thousands, lowering to a mere few hundred, leaving most on the brink of exhaustion, and a sense of death filling their spirits.
'fear not,' i had reasurred them, voice shivering with its' own dire need of water.
we had been sent off, with a promise of water from the worshipped god of our lands..
but most of my people were beginning to lose hope.
most had turned their backs on my encouragement, deciding to head back and plead for their old lives as slaves.
but those just as determined as myself, were not so intent on giving up.
it would be months before we encountered what our beloved sky god told us to be our 'promised' land.
but it was worth it.
the dangers of special creatures jumping out of the sand and attacking most of my people caused us to become alert and frigid. even when nightfall came, what looked to be a beloved thorned tree filled with hidden water had turned into a vicious monstrocity.
we fled farther.
until we reached what we spotted that we had been searching for so long.
water.
the sky god was not lying to us, filling our poor minds with hopes and dreams.
no.
it was the meaning of truth.
within a blink of an eye, me and my remaining people had rushed to the waters edges, some leaping in and covering themselves with the recovering liquid.
though i stood, a hint of happiness in my eyes as i stumbled back, my breathing becoming horse, as i heard a voice echo within my mind.
once my people glanced around, i was deftly away that they, too, had heard.
'a hiss of betrayal will be put among the strongest. a test of trust shall make itself worthy to be put in your lifetime of intruding in on our land.
the unrightous abuse of this land shall turn you and your people into shame - - there shall be no forgiveness to your name.
the deathly snake shall rise from its' hidden tomb, teeth as sharp as sikles, claws as sharp as scythes, rushing to your feeble human companions.
until that day of betrayal, of harming my kind, the moon and sun shall remain seperate beings, staying apart.
there will be no use in fighting back, no mere human could stop such a savage beast.
no human, of course.
the simple finding and arrival of three gods at once can only assure your safety from certain death.
god of lightning, god of earth, and god of sun.
out of the hidden waters our beloving god shall rise - -
thus, creating the setting of the sun.
creating the complete one.'
- - +
tick. tick. tick.
footsteps rushed through the long corridors, shadowed by the brink of darkness flooding into the widened passageways. darker shadows flurried out from behind the tapped sounds, giving off different shapes from each individual that had made up those who were hidden from plain sight.
the hallways continued to stretch onwards.
strange turns upon turns as to where some might believe it to be the end simply continued as if it were a never-ending passageway.
the footsteps appeared to be rushed, labored, and hard earned.
until they came to a stop.
pillars of well shaped and defined marble were at their sides, as the group of shadows inched forward in slow, hushed steps. the darkness gave them cover from being identified, allowing the bunch to simply hinder to the shadows once footsteps could be heard echoing down the hall, malicious and plotting eyes watching asan unaware guard stalked past, checking the halls for any possible unwanted visitors.
he found none.
the shady figures moved forward, never once looking back over their shoulders. they slid slowly towards another marble opening within one of the walls, and as the moon's silvery light glistened through one of the corridor's sides as to where several oval wholes had been put to let air inside, it gave off the intention of the shaded group.
a small glitter of daunting light ran over the weapon of metal, only giving of a bright flash at the very tip of the sharpened edge.
the haunting darkness slowly gave off, as they entered a dim lit room, the only light provided by a gently lit wax, and a rather thin figure sitting right beside what would look as if it were a desk - - though made out of different materials, rather than wood, or any of the sort.
a feather, the tip dipped in ink was placed in a right hand, about to scribble more letters until a splitting pain at his side caused him to let out a heart wrenching scream -- that was only cut off as a gruff hand covered the defenceless character's mouth.
little struggle was made.
after all, there was no energy to make such a violent struggle.
cold lips met the dying victim's ears, a voice fluttering in a snide whisper. "good-bye, brother. i'll be sure to take good care of our people. ."
hushed footsteps instantly left what looked to be a throne room, the scarcely breathing figure's limbs twitching violently, in a last attempt to get a breath in.
a strangled gasp escaped the frail boy, and dull eyes glanced up at the hallway to see a round ball of white and green to rush towards his side. wide eyes were wrenched with worry, as its' cold nose and soft muzzle was shoved into the dying boy's cheek.
a feeble hand was risen, to caress the soft fur of a creature he could never hope to see again. "sky god . . ." the voice was breaking, and from one sickly cough, a flower of blood began to drip down from his lips. "protect. . . my people. ."
the powdery white hedgehog stood a step back, a short limbed paw raised in disbelief, as the familiar scent filled the short legged creature's nose.
a scent he hadn't smelt in centuries.
death.
decades passed.
the uncouth event sending tradgedy to the people amongst the newofund land - - though another pharoh had taken a stand, and took the past sickly ones place, with great mirth.
once the crowds of people had seen whom had taken the throne as of next, their eyes had widened with a sense of forboding, and tradgedy.
the conditions had become lighter on the servants, though they could not relax with the sight of helpless creatures being put in their places, forced to carry heavy loads, dig what appeared to be endless, vast tunnels, sent to harvest food and collect buckets of the river's waters for the humans.
their eyes were filled with hatred, frustration, and sadness as to how they had been treated.
though, there was new trouble.
it was as clear as day.
that glint in the newfound royal's eyes, were no good.
they were simply filled with malicious intents, leaving none of the people at rest. within those very despising maroon eyes, something unnerved them all.
a promise would be broken.
a promise that was never bound to be forgotten, simply a memory of the past, left to be forgotten.
"i am your new ruler ! let the reign of your new pharoh begin !"
- - +
we find our heroes currently traveling in the unkown desert. . . dying of thirst !
well, perhaps that may be stretching the intentions - - but they certainly ARE thirsty. and a drink of water is essential in order to continue of living as a healthy human being. with the simple thought of water to quench their thirsts, they continue to trudge on, throughout the seemingly endless sea of sand.
their footsteps only the reminder as to where they had once been.
there could certainly be no turning back now.
they just had to reach a place with water eventually. and possibly somehow, they could get just a little sip . . .
though as they complain loudly, one of the group suddenly signals for the others to hush up, and they begin to huddle together, wide curious eyes gazing straight down after the vast area down below their sparkling orbs.
buildings upon buildings took place of the once empty seas of sand - - the golden grain could not be seen upon the man-made houses, and multiple markets supplying the land. though a certain building caught their utmost attention.
a building that looked as if it had belonged to royalty more than anything. they couldn't believe their eyes, as the said sight seeing appendages had finally gazed upon the sparkling river of waters.
without a second thought, our heroesrace one another into the enormous city . .
the enormous city of Dakhla.
Let's see if our heroes can beat this challenge!
- - the gods spoken of from the myth;;
note - - any questions of something about being confused of who the gods are, just ask me !
god of setting sun - -the C O M P L E T E one - - +
The Blazing Inferno-- The Rainbow Pokemon, Ho-Oh !
the S N A K E who tried to kill the sun - - +
Sky High Pokémon-- rayquaza !
god of S U N - - +
Volcanoes erupt when it barks. Unable to restrain its extreme power, it races headlong around the land.
the god of E A R T H !
Said to be the reincarnation of north winds, it can instantly purify filthy, murky water.
the warrior god of L I G H T N I N G - - +
The rain clouds it carries let it fire thunderbolts at will. They say that it descended with lightning.
the god of S K Y !
The flowers all over its body burst into bloom if it is lovingly hugged and senses gratitude.
[/right]The Heroes;;
jessica |, the pokemon sketchist !
pokemon ; ; vibrava + DAVALYN male | houndour + YELLER male | pikachu +LOMBARDI male | feraligatr tailow and haunter !
brayen | eli |, the pokemon trainer ! !
pokemon ; ; + DAGGER male | quilava noctowl quagsire larvitar + LILINA female| aipom and + AYDEN male|buizel !
saion , the pokemon coordinator ! !
pokemon ; ; crobat slowking misdreavus hitmontop and clefairy !
taylor, the pokemon breeder !
pokemon ; ; wartortle, roselia, snubbull, electrode and !
The Rangers;;
- - pokemon R A N G E R raiden + his partner politoad!
the important citizens/people/pokemon with power;;
P H A R O H ! - - played by M A Y
fellow A D V I S O R ! - - played by M A Y
L U C A R I O ! - - played by J E S S
P R I N C E ! - - played by A M Y
street P E R F O R M E R S ! - - played by M A Y A M Y and J E S S
ruin M A N I C ! - - played by A M Y
note; ; any other suggestions for any other characters you think are needed, just ask me at the xat !
Plot - Line;;
--sidenote;; inspiration came straight from the bulbapedia;; bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Ecruteak
Dakhla City.
It is located in within the northern desert of Johto, said to be one of the most water deprived areas within the entire region. Due to the fact it lacks water, the city doesn't attract many tourists - - only great architects seem to come by, and search ravenously for ancient hyroglyphs, hoping to uncover any possible mysteries hidden within the ruins.
Though also a meaning of history, this town is rather prosperous - - and most visitors seem to believe for the fact that since all of the citizens live nearby a river, the problem of water had diminished almost instantly.
Even the wild Pokemon seem to enjoy living along-side the humans -- though not all. Some forced into doing works that had been done by the humans themselves in the past, seek a deep hearted revenge - - their souls filled with the intent to bring pain the very person of their distress.
The Great Pharoh himself.
But of course, that was impossible. Even for a Pokemon - - for the royal was seen and praised it was as if he were a god.
When the ambitious leader had taken the throne without second consent of his people, they could only watch in terror as he brought new rules among the town with an iron fist. . .
The Pokemon were put into tough labor - - crackling and snapping whips forcing the creatures to work harder.
The city flourished faster with the forced help of Pokemon - - being controlled with harmful objects in order to do the dirty work of humans.
Within time, they became bitter, their agonizing painful howls never going unnoticed by the one who protected them from the very beginning.
This was what the slithering beast had wanted to happen.
His kind's pain were his own - - and the rage building from deep within the enormous creature was not growing into wishing the extinction of all humans.
For the day when the moon covers the sun, the reign of power for human beings shall be demolished - - and the reign of pokemon shall take over.
' no pokemon shall have ties with man kind - - for they are all selfish creatures who never should have been set upon this earth.
man cannot survive as well as our kind - - they are worthless from the very beginning of life.
they shall be ours to control - - ours to en-save and do our chores.
and that day shall come.'
The ambitious Pharoh did not take heed to any of the hissed warnings.
- - +
This historical town is protected by almost nothing but the vast seas of endless sand. Pokemon Trainers are rarely often known arrive in this town aside for passing through in hope of water.
Dakhla is known as "A Historical City Where the Past Meets the Present", and has a tall tale to tell. It is said, in ancient times, a great beast had lived in one of the ancient temples - - once the humans had arrived, it had given them a fair warning. Never to betray the help and love of its' kind - - of pokemon. It had also given a prediction of betrayal amongst the small group of two legged beings - - though none of them had paid attention to the warning, believing and trusting in each other deeply. They were simply over joyed to arrive in what they could transform into their home with the help of water. Even Pokemon had offered to help and build what would be one of the largest towns within Johto.
But when one of them turned sinister, and with what appeared to be the forced help of the desert pokemon, he crushed the very temple of what the people began to call - - 'the snake god'. after the event, it had become what is known today as the Serpant's Begotten Lair.
Pokemon had then begun to get distressed - - and with a new Pharoh in power after the recent death of their past young ruler, he had demanded for the creatures to be put into man kind's control.
A Legendary Pokemon lived in the prospering city had not been respected.
'doom shall fall upon the kingdom.
my kind shall rise from their enforced shackles - - and no human shall be left unharmed.'
- - +
From where the people had once inhabited the land, war struck and the town was burned down, causing them to flee into what is now called Dakhla. Once the great Serpant's temple had been turned into tarnished rubble, the humans had sought to create a new one - - The Temple of Setting Sun. The people spread rumors that a legendary beast had fallen into a great slumber within the mysterious temple. All were forbidden to enter.
Three legendary beasts from creatures were seen soon after the temple was built, all leaping off in seperate directions - - and the people called them the lightning, earth, and sun gods.
'from within the slumbering beast within the temple of setting sun, came three magnificent creatures.
one had given off the warmth of fire.
one had given off the shock of lightning.
and the other, had given off the gentle touch of mother nature.
but as quick as they came, they had vanished in a flash.
my people had never seen them again.'
- - +
Setting;;
Within Dakhla are multiple buildings and houses of the human inhabitants. There is a large market just within the very middle of the desert city - - and several goods and rare items are known to be sold there. Though the merchants can seem strange, and rather harsh if they see someone gazing at their goods for a great amount of time, they instantly become rather enraged for the fact that they aren't buying it - - and just looking.
The ruins are another attraction that most ruin maniacs are found investigating - - attempting to solve the myths from the very beginning of this town. Although they had only discovered that it was a warning from the snake god - - due to how long the city has flourished without getting harmed, most believe the legend to be a mere fake. A lie, told by those just wanting to spread superstition.
The golden seas of sand appear almost endless - - though the long river bed swollen with water seems to bring a sense of calming scenery to the town. Crops and other plants are known to grow in the land, giving them the ability to grow some vegitation, though some might not believe it.
There are very few attractions within Dakhla, but once you see them, you will never forget the performance. Dancers of pokemon and human alike, doing glorious odd tricks seem to dazzle the citizens whenever they choose to show off their well connected bond - - making most want to have their own special bond with the magical creatures.
For travelers, there is an Inn not too far into Town - - where they can stay for the night, and get a good night's rest. Just across from the Inn, there is a Healing Center -- which is an awful lot like a Pokemon Center, as to which most Trainers and travelers with pokemon of their own happen to mistake it for. Though there aren't many, some citizens bond with pokemon, and may even want to partake in a pokemon battle.
The sun remains high in the sky until the moon decides to take it over - - and when night falls, a shivering coldness covers all in the town.
Other Areas in Dakhla||
The Ancient Ruins --
The Temple of Setting Sun--
The Serpant's Begotten Lair--
The Marketplace--
The Riverbed--
The Inn--
The Performers Dance Ring--
The Healer's Center--
key words;;
time flower -- + a flower that, with the help of the aura pokemon lucario, can helpsee a mystical recording of what happened in the area of the past. it is quite helpful when found, and rather unique to discover.
Ideas;;
Note;; if i forget any of your characters, mentions, or whatever, feel free to bug me about it ! i'll put it up on the front page before a snorlax comes for its' dinner ![/center]