Fallen Gems ☼ Started. Not Accepting.

[◇ Void ◇]

OOC: Desided to show a quick flashback of Absols past. Since i got nothing elce i can do since of his Ingurys.

 

Absol felt helpless while he was Hurt and being Escorted by the Pokemon he Dreaded. But he had time to think; Somthing he never had since the Disaster. What triggered his thoughts was the Sound of the Badge which was attached to this tatty collar; A Champions Badge.

 

A Flashback appered; Absol was there in a middle of a Arena; Very modden looking with a black and lime green lighting. Across the room was a Lucario; Fainting and being sent back to His trainer. She was a Blonde with Black Jeens and a Black trenchcoat with a shirt to match.

 

"Well....I have never been in this Posision before; I consede Defeat...along with my Title of Champion. Well done Thomas!" She Compermented as she looked at the Lucarios Ball.

 

"Absol! Well done! We all did it!" The Other Trainer was Estatic. He was a Brunett wearing a Red jumper with blue Jacket on top; Compermented with blue Jeens. He also had a Red Hat on his head which fell off. Absol smiled as the Flashback Dissapeared.

[SparkWyvren]

Flygon's dream: He was flying now, higher,higher,higher........At lat he reached it. The Flying pokemons final resort. The Floating castle of Ra'nor. But something was not right. It was to quiet. One wold expect a LOT of pokemon after the humans extinction. Then, out of the forest steped a Magnezone. It spoke to him in a human voice "DESTROY...DESTROY..." . Without warning, it shot a thunderbolt at him. Flygon dodged and shot a Dragonbreath at the rival pokemon.

 

Real life: Flygon rolled over in his sleep

 

Flygon's dream: The Dragonbreath hit the Magnezone in the middle. It fell to the ground, splitting in half. But then each half turned into a Whole new Magnezone! They both shot Thunderbolts at him, But missed. Flygon shot a Dragonbreath at Both of them. The same thing happened. Now there were 4 Magnezone chanting "DESTROY...DESTROY...". Flygon groaned.

 

Real life: Flygon groaned in his sleep.

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle rushed over and fed Buneary some water. "Here you go," she said softly as she tipped a little sip over into Buneary's mouth. "And here's some for you." she handed Magmar the rest of the tank. "Share it between you two."

She rushed over to Flygon. "Is he awake?" she asked one of her medical assistants. The division A member shook his head, so she walked back over to Magmar. "Sir." she started tentatively. "On the subject of Gardevoir's death, you will need another division A member..." she paused then took a deep, brave breath and plowed on. "And I am volunteering my services to be division A's new leader. Only if you wish it."

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle waited for Magmar's response but decided to check on Flygon. while he was sleeping she flexed his limbs to make sure they worked. She fed him some calciums. It seemed the only reason why he was down was because of energy and blood loss. Good.

She walked back over to Buneary and gave her a red gummi. Just for food. She handed Magmar an apple. "Thought you might be hungry." she said simply. "Now about me leading division A...?"

[evilfusion]

Such stubbornness. Vaporeon scoffed to herself, gazing towards the camp of Pokemon. She had followed the sounds of a commotion a while ago, and observed the struggles without intervention, instead clinging to the water source beside her. Didn't these creatures realize the world had changed, that in these times, all their efforts were in vain? She found it quite pathetic, really. On their own, they would be taken out, one by one, by even the most minor of threats. By banding together, they undoubtedly thought they could escape the fates of unadapted Pokemon. So far, they had successfully repelled a few threats, but at great cost to themselves.

 

Vaporeon smirked, her eyes taking on a harsher gleam. From her observations alone, she had noticed so many of their flaws and seeming disorganization. None of them were truly powerful on their own. That is, none but the Magmar. It was he she was most concerned about. Such a stubborn refusal to stay down, and so much strength while he was up. Compared to him, the others were naught but leeches, clinging to the one with the power. It was he who would survive the longest, unless the others brought him down. The harsh reality of the new world was best embodied by that relationship.

 

She supposed it was a good thing her trainer had taught her so well. Half the Pokemon here had blatant flaws, which were only so easy to see during the battles. The Flygon couldn't take a hit. The Plusle had no power at all and served as either a nuisance or one only fit to rush aid to the others. As for herself...she could both take and dish out hits, and even knew when to retreat. Retreat was a tactic this lot had never considered. Fight to the end and die, then. See who's left to mourn your corpse, once you're in over your heads.

 

Her gaze flicked back over the other Pokemon. Not all of them were injured, and from her position near the stream, few were in a position to sneak up on or notice her...for now. She couldn't help but wonder what would become of them if their resources fell too low in a time of crisis. Who would be expendable? With the inexplicable appearance of a Buneary baby, how much time and effort would be redirected to it? And who would get left out because of it? This world was changed. Did parents, adoptive or otherwise, even care about hatchlings anymore?

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle looked out. "What do we do about that vaporeon that's staring at us?" she asked nonchalantly as she readied a Thunderbolt and thundershock, even though she knew she may as well be powerless. At least she could do some damage. Vaporeon was watertype, she was electric type. She looked at the Division B members. "Vaporeon reported on the edges of our camp." she said. "Don't take any battle orders from me but take care of that Vaporeon!"

[Ģค๓blє]

"No." Magmar stated.

 

The tribe had been founded on his and Gardevoir's ideas. He never believed any other person could possibly be leader. No one else ever would, ever.

 

"Not now, no one." He said.

 

Magmar began to drink his water once again. It had felt like a great amount of time since he drank last.

[dragonofdarkness101]

"Yes alright then Magmar." Plusle said with respect. She wasn't angry.

"But what should we do about that Vaporeon?" she asked, pointing the head of it out. "Should we attack or leave it there?" she asked.

She sat down with Buneary and fed it a white gummy and smiled at it.

[Ģค๓blє]

Magmar looked over to Plusle, "I'll handle it. Hold Buneary."

 

He knew if he were to strike first the Vaporeon would be rendered defenseless. He would have to try to use Psychic to hold it still though. It was worth a try.

 

Magmar shot up from his spot and look straight to the Vaporeon. He rose his arm, which was now glowing a radiant purple.

 

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Magmar screamed at the Vaporeon while lifting it into the air. It was great luck that Gardevoir taught him that move.

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle watched, amused. She knew that the vaporeon didn't stand a chance.

She rocked Buneary in her arms then went to tend to Flygon, leaving Buneary in a leaf seat while pasting a salve over some of Flygon's wounds. She kept an eye on Magmar just in case he needed help.

It was lucky Gardevoir taught him that move, she mused.

Gardevoir...ah, she was going to miss her.

[Spartan919]

OoC: Can someone fill me in and tell me how to fit in please? I will delete this later.

[evilfusion]

Vaporeon swore to herself softly the moment she realized the Plusle had pointed her out. It was her own fault for allowing her attention to wander. Even so, she wasn't too concerned. The water nearby would serve her needs, and they were too far away to pose a threat to-

 

Her eyes widened a moment when she realized that her body had become oddly light and, in fact, she was being suspended in the air, a purple glow engulfing her body. She narrowed her eyes, her ears picking up the sounds of the Magmar's shout. Upon a quick glance, she saw that he was definitely the source of the psychic energy. Hmph, just as she thought, that fiery brute was going to be the biggest pain in her tail.

 

She took a moment to consider the situation. She was not actually in a position of wrongdoing, so excessive hostility from them would be unwarranted. However, she did not take kindly to being psychically lifted above the ground. While not acrophobic, it was a very discomforting sensation. Fortunately for her, Psychic was not very useful at long distances and to maintain the pull, the Magmar would need to devote a large amount of mental energy to the task, especially at the farther distance. This put her at only a minor inconvenience. Psychic also was not locking her body in place, merely suspending her, enabling her to use her attacks if the situation called for it. And the slightest distraction to the Magmar's concentration would cause him to lose his control over her suspension.

 

"You can start by releasing me," she growled towards the Magmar, just loud enough for her voice to carry to him. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of sounding panicked, desperate, or shouting louder than was strictly necessary.

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle stared at the fight. Magmar seemed to be doing well. She decided to do a small thunderbolt to see if the paralysis would stick in.

She rocked Buneary and handed her a small leaf-twig toy. That would keep her busy.

OOC: Buneary a boy or girl? couldn't tell

 

IC: Plusle smiled as she saw Buneary happy so she sat back and applied more bandages to Flygon then worried a bit. Flygon had not woken up yet.

[Ģค๓blє]

Buneary is a female.

 

Magmar was oblivious to the fact that his Psychic couldn't go long distances; or hold the target still. He would have to let it down. The Pokemon would have to escape eventually, and he had to take a chance.

 

"Fine. Division B, keep an eye out," He said quietly, hoping the Vaporeon heard.

 

Magmar slowly released his grip on the Pokemon. He hoped it would not try anything risky.

[evilfusion]

Vaporeon relaxed marginally when the psychic grip on her body vanished, dropping her onto her feet. She sat down, coiling her tail around herself so her tail-fin touched her forelegs, giving herself a guarded, but simultaneously unconcerned, look. She heard the Magmar warn the group to be wary, but she chose not to react. She shot the Plusle a brief glare. That annoying rat had tried to shock her before and while the electricity was easy to shrug it off, it still struck her as an incredibly unnecessary blow. The stimulation from the shock could have been employed to escape the psychic grip, but fortunately the fire type had chosen to agree to her 'request', making that thought unnecessary.

 

For the moment, she chose to sit silently.

[SparkWyvren]

Flygon's Dream: The Magnezone army advanced. Flygon was killing them over and over. The army just doubled. First 16, then 32 then 64 then 128 and at the same time inflicting damage to him.

 

Real Life: Scars were beginning to appear randomly on Flygon's body. They were small, but many.

 

Flygon's Dream: Then, Everything stopped. Both the army and Flygon were totally motionless. A pokemon appeared out of the sky. It was black, and just by seeing it , Flygon felt despair. "I am Darkrai." The pokemon said."And I have come to make a proposition to you. You were always weak, right? Well i can give you the Ultimate move. All for payment in the future. "

Flygon agreed. The pokemon then flew into his body. Flygon felt agony.

 

Real Life: Flygon rolled around in his bed

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle looked in surprise as Flygon tossed and turned in his bed.

"What on earth...?" she said as she saw the tiny cuts appear on his body. "NO!"

She rushed to his side, applying poultices and salves all over him, but cuts kept opening up.

"Magmar!" she yelled. "Come see this if you aren't busy!" she screamed.

She looked in horror on Flygon's cut up body.

[Ģค๓blє]

Magmar didn't even look to Plusle this time. He had no business with anyone but the rogue at the moment.

 

Magmar gave a stern look the the rogue. It seemed sure of itself, and that feared him. It was a water type, so Magmar's only hope at winning a fight was Psychic or other members. With a quick glance around the camp, he had noticed the Division B and A members all staring. He knew they would help; or at least he hoped.

 

Magmar squinted in a more furious way, thinking it was though. "What do you want?" He asked with authority. This Vaporeon was spying. That could mean another tribe, though the Pokemon in their tribe were probably the only ones remaining.

 

"Why were you spying on us?" Magmar asked, hoping for an answer to this question also. He dropped the look he was giving and took one step forward. He knew people were intimidated by him, and he would attack if needed.

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle frantically applied more salves and poultices to the scars.

The scars seemed to stop generating, so that was alright.

She looked up and saw that Magmar was still occupied with the Vaporeon. "oh, sorry to interrupt you, never mind, they stopped..." said Plusle awkwardly. She should have never interrupted magmar.

She poured some water into Flygon's mouth to keep Dehydration away then fed him bites of an apple and a calcium afterwards. Flygon was actually a very good fighter, who deserved to be kept alive.

[evilfusion]

Vaporeon's attention was swiftly drawn to the Plusle that was running around like a Doduo with a head missing. She quickly took note of how the small electric creature raced around, wasting the undoubtedly limited supplies on only the weak Flygon. She had witnessed such behavior from the rodent during the skirmishes transpiring earlier, and hid a smirk when it shouted something in alarm. To further Vaporeon's amusement, the Magmar glaring at her didn't pay the shout any attention. So, even those within the group found her a nuisance.

 

Let the dragon die, you annoying creature. All I saw it do was get hit and then you racing to save its life. Vaporeon thought to herself, dimly aware the Magmar was talking to her. Once again, it was the stupid question of what she wanted. What did anyone want in this shell of a world? Everyone wanted to survive, of course. She herself couldn't answer the question of what she wanted. Why did she linger near this miniature tribe of misfit Pokemon for long enough to be spotted and interrogated?

 

She shook herself when the Magmar said something else. Spying? A bit presumptuous of him, but she couldn't quite find the evidence needed to contradict his point, even to herself. She had watched them nearly get torn apart by a Roserade, Nido-something, and a Victreebel, doing nothing to assist their struggles, all from the safety and cover of the riverbank. If that wasn't spying, she was hard-pressed to explain why it wasn't.

 

"I wasn't spying," she retorted coolly, frowning when Magmar took a mildly aggressive step forward. Her tail instinctively curled tightly around herself, and she cursed herself silently for tensing like that.

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle cursed herself. She was being a nuisance, she just realized she was wasting her supplies. "Foraging party!" she announced to the members of Division A. She ran off with some three others and within the hour brought back another stock of berries and then some more calciums. She watched as Flygon's condition remained the same.

She stared at the Vaporeon and gave a simple thunderbolt at it. She hated it from the start.

[Ģค๓blє]

"Not spying, eh?" Magmar asked annoyed. This Vaporeon was trying to play it cool, but he noticed the obvious fear. He had seen this in many other Pokemon. His trainer taught him to recognize it.

 

The Vaporeon's tail curled, which certainly meant fear. It was a Water-Type, he knew a battle would be difficult. He would have to play friendly, not the bad guy. He would have to be mean to keep the fear in the Pokemon though.

 

"Then what would you call it?" Magmar asked as if the Vaporeon was his own child.

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle watched, rocking Buneary gently in her arms. She mused over Magmar's choice of her not being Division A leader. She respected Magmar's choices greatly.

She knew that he missed Gardevoir.

Was she a nuisance? A mere medicine person that was useful but not too greatly? Always pestering people with her questions?

She fed Buneary some gummies and then tipped some water into her mouth. She drank some as well then fed some to Flygon.

She sighed.

[evilfusion]

Vaporeon rolled her eyes. So now the fiery brute was taunting her by speaking in a condescending tone. Her short fur bristled for a moment, but she quickly relaxed. Having a short fuse wouldn't aid her in this situation. Her past experience had taught her all she needed to know about the right times to express anger. As for her tension...she was outnumbered greatly and as strong as she was, there was no way she could fight them all and win if they chose to attack her. Not all battles need to be won, she reminded herself.

 

"I suppose I would call it 'being located in a favorable vantage point while others are oblivious to my presence'," Vaporeon answered with a flicker of her usual humor. She hadn't really had much time to sharpen her wit since...then. The tension in her tail relaxed, even though trying the fire type's patience was not really a cause for relaxing. She flicked her tail out of the way of the Plusle's electric attack and frowned on it. "And that thing, I'd call an impetuous child in dire need of discipline."

[dragonofdarkness101]

Plusle put Buneary down and walked forward. "Well then, I'd call you something different. I'd call you a Nasty Beast waiting to be Beaten Up." she said pointedly. She hit it with a thundershock just to see if it worked, after all, Vaporeon was a water type.

It seemed to do only a little damage but not a significant amount.

She walked back to Buneary. "By the way, Flygon seems to be improving." she said shortly to Magmar, keeping her tone clipped as she walked back. She was still unsure of how Magmar felt about her being a nuisance or not.