Holy Soldier

Pokemon Gijinka [Always Accepting!]

@Shadow Daedalus@Ashevelendar@TalijaKey@Feisty-Pants@Raijinslayer@Bright_Ops@Caits

Since you guys wanted to go and adopt all of those lovely Pokemon lol. I am leaving them up to you guys to NPC because there's no way that I am going to NPC all those Pokemon for you. I also ask that the trainers at this time (those applicable) update your trainer cards in your CS to include the new Pokemon or even the first Pokemon that should have been in the card. I also want you to list the nicknames of each Pokemon.

Yes, I intend to write another GM post that should move everyone along to Veridian City and then you guys will be free to sandbox again.

Also, a reminder. Your characters don't have much to start out with if nothing at all. So they'll need to find a way to make some money if they wish to buy items from the store. Unfortunately, those thugs didn't drop any loot and the police didn't reward you guys because none of the thugs were captured by your characters. So...yeah. Lemonade Stand? lol

project//Godslayer

Number: | Rank: C | Location: From quarters to auditorium choosing a seat | Mentioned: @dragonmancer

The room was dimly-lit by a series of white candles. The sound of water trickling into a bamboo cup could be heard before the cup filled and the bamboo tipped to clunk upon a rock, dumping its water back into a small rock fountain. The room smelled of lemongrass, and various plants decorated the interior from vegetables—carrots, tomatoes, green onion, potatoes, snap peas—to aloe, bamboo, lady palm, philodendron, and snake plant. The walls and ceiling were honey vanilla and the floor tatami mat. There was little to no kitchen appliances, but the ruins of a kitchen existed covered in plants with the sink used to grow melons. A futon with a black comforter was against the western wall outlined by plants, and northeast of the bed, was a black pool. The pool constantly cycled filtered water and remained a moderate temperature of 75 degrees Fahrenheit. Standing in the pool with a gleaming katana within his hands, was a Rabbit.

The man stood waist-deep in the pool with his right foot situated before his left. Water gleamed off the lean muscles that sculpted his athletic figure and with every swift turn and motion he carried his sword through, his muscles shifting beneath his flesh. The water provided natural resistance for his motions. The orange, heated edge of his sword left its glowing signature on the air with its every swing. One of Rabbit’s hands released the hilt of the blade as the sword flipped behind the back of his other hand. With the twist of his wrist, the blade was flipped upright, slicing across the surface of the water with a loud, evaporating hiss as a burst of vapor rose toward the ceiling. The blade crossed his chest, chest muscles swelling before it uncrossed. The martial artist turned in a smooth circle in the water. His free hand struck the pool’s surface to send the crystal liquid leaping into the air and with his blade, each rippling bead shattered like glass and dissolved into vapor with the rapid swish of Carrot.

Splash. More water was launched into the air to be cut down by his blade until he tossed the sword above his head to cut two drops that had leapt higher than intended. Rabbit extended his arm and as the blade came down spread his index and middle fingers to close them about the sides of his sword. Between his fingers, he felt the heat radiating from the plasma that comprised its lethal edge. The water on his hands quickly evaporated and before the heat could scald his well-calloused fingers, he flicked the blade around to catch its hilt in his hand.

The man turned toward the water’s edge finished with his training for the morning and revealed his face to be obscured by a white rabbit mask. The circular eye holes were dark but for the right hole where a red sphere glowed. He approached the stairs leading out of the pool, a curtain of water tumbling down his stomach and thighs as he rose out of it, a fundoshi at his hips. He padded across the reed flooring over to where Carrot’s black sheath lay and knelt to return the blade to its scabbard. Rising to his feet, he rested the blade against his shoulder and sauntered into a side room with plants to the left and right of the doorway to enter a closet.

The ceiling lamps passed over his head, his right eye glowing crimson in the shadows of his mask. His lengthy stark-white tail of hair laid across his shoulder down the right side of his body where a black, moisture-wicking muscle shirt clung to his torso and below that were two leather belts that crossed his hips in an “X” weaving in and out of his pants rungs. His pants were dark-red denim with two cargo pouches on the sides. They gave his strong legs two inches of room and sagged over a black pair of combat boots. His steps softly thudded upon the floor. In his right hand he gripped Carrot, while his left swung naturally beside him. Both of his wrists had leather wristbands and the shells of his ears were lined with red, green, and diamond-white studded earrings.

As Rabbit approached the auditorium, he noticed the one kid who wanted to stand before the door like a moron. Already, his first impression was ruined. Did he think he was a door? Without hesitation in his steps, Rabbit shouldered right by him with equal disrespect as he headed for a seat at the table. He didn’t intend to sit in the front. The third row was more to his liking.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

The females are so catty in this game lol.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

@Reijin BuruI like him and the only thing I need you to clarify is what is moderate damage. Basically, give an example.

project//Godslayer

@Xiro ZeanBut you talked about limiters being released when the god appears. Wouldn't that require a secondary area in the CS that needs approval for how strong characters can be for handling the gods? Or is everyone just going to be allowed to do whatever is in their imagination.

project//Godslayer

@Sarcelle RenardI think the issue is. What "you think you see," but you don't know how I play him. His original CS was designed for fighting gods, which is what I thought the premise was all about. Now that I know that they're fighting fiends instead...I still don't quite understand what Xiro was saying about, when there's a god or when one appears, then their limitations will be released? Because I don't know what Rabbits limiters would be besides just being almost human in ability. As I stated before, that descriptive line was for his original CS, and I didn't change it because I overlooked it. Because really with his nerfs, there really is nothing making him above the other AGs except maybe him being the only full-grown adult in the group. That could possibly make his augmentations above the average Godslayer. But he's basically a martial artist with a sword, and he's only as powerful as YOU make him. Yes, you the GM, because he's going to be learning whatever abilities he's exposed to from fiends (if he survives). Those can be weak-ass abilities or they can be powerful ones. Again we don't know because nothing is set in stone so assuming that he's going to be learning super-god-awesome abilities is quite a stretch. Unless you're making every fiend start off that way.

project//Godslayer

@Xiro ZeanIf he survives any exposure, then he can learn that ability or technique that assaulted him to an undecided, subjective extent. I tried to put up to 10 times to make it less vague, but then the GM felt that that was extreme and wants me to use the "Rule of Cool" to decide when. I don't really like that because if I decide, "yeah I think he's been exposed long enough to learn it," the GM can easily disagree and prolong the exposure. It comes down to either way, it's either a GM decision or it's going to be my decision, which is frustrating to think about. Because no one else is policed.

Originally, the regeneration was set to where his every cell would have to be destroyed in order for him to be killed so that he would have a better chance at surviving assaults he's exposed to. I think people like to think inside the box on assault to stabbings, amputation, etc. But there can easily be beam cannons, explosions, nuke-like fire breath attacks, etc.

The only thing my character has got going for him right now is that he's a martial artist. Also, some of that description was from his old CS, so it may just be a contradiction since the nerfs were placed on it. But I doubt the "fiends" know martial arts or martial arts would even matter against monsters. But who knows...we have an undefined enemy here. Anything can happen and because of that, because the threat can be as small and large, I think there should have been some leeway on some things. Unless they're going to be fighting baby-level monsters because most of the godslayers can wipe the floor with those kinds of creatures without even lifting an actual finger.

project//Godslayer

@Xiro ZeanYou say that he can learn whatever abilities, but it's only abilities he is exposed to. Why other god slayers would ever use their abilities on him is beyond me. But he would be lucky to survive any attacks when he is basically human when nerfed. Other godslayers, gods, and possibly even fiends could kill him with one use of their abilities before he'd even learn them. Because how he learns, to what extent, and how quick was nerfed too. Everything about him was nerfed.

Pokemon Gijinka [Always Accepting!]

@Feisty-PantsArmy

Pokemon Gijinka [Always Accepting!]

The Route 1 Gang - FINISHED!

Nidoran and Marill kept an eye on Nose Ring and Mohawk, while Jaden confronted Bat Man and Bouffalant. Jaden gave them a fight or flight option that Nidoran hmphed over.

“You’re the one that can barely stand not us. We do this for a living,” Nidoran reminded him.

Marill peered over her shoulder at the Bouffalant and shuddered. “He’s strong…”

While Jaden shouted to his Pokemon, Bat Man sneered tapping his steel bat against his shoulder.

“This kid already looks softened up. I wonder if he’ll crumple with one swing of my bat?”

The Bouffalant grinned in dark amusement at his trainer’s theory, and immediately his smile faded behind straight lips when Jaden had the nerve to address him.

Sir…do you really not mind taking orders from these thugs? Can you really find anything in it for yourself if you remain faithful to this group of playground bullies and thugs?

Bouffalant smirked. “These playground bullies and thugs are strong individuals unlike some kid unworthy of being a trainer. You send your Pokemon into battle and when the battle comes to you, you can’t even stand. Your weakness disgusts me. I will happily fight to get rid of trainers like you and their crummy Pokemon.”

Bat Man gnawed on his lip idly when Alexis decided to join Jaden.

“You kids are stupid for keeping yourselves separated from your Pokemon,” he informed.

Mohawk had managed to weakly recover to his feet and Nose Ring was looking more determined than ever to not let some firehose spray keep him from wrecking the trainers and the traitorous Pokemon. Jaden, Alexis, Nidoran, and Marill were equally surrounded.

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Scorupi frowned slightly when Vix prepped for another attack. She watched her movements to the best of her ability until an opponent she hadn’t taken accountability of lunged at her with a tackle. His elbow struck her face with enough force to turn her and descending upon her head was a ball of flame. It immediately lit her hair, causing the girl’s eyes to shrink in panic as she started to scream in terror.

Slick-back saw how super effective the Vulpix’s ember attack had been on Scorupi and he frowned with distaste, showing no compassion for his Pokemon’s suffering. He instead turned around to face Bat Man as he shouted to him:

“Man…my Pokemon is weak to fire.”

Bat Man shouted back, “Maybe you should have used another Pokemon.”

Scorupi fell on the ground, crying and trying desperately to put the fire out while her trainer just went to his Pokemon belt and selected another Pokemon. Tossing the ball onto the ground, there was a flash of light molding into a glowing, supine form. When the light faded, flopping and gasping on the ground was the weirdest little girl...

“What the fuck!?” Slick-back exclaimed. “SHIT, my deck is lame!”

“You mean your balls are, bwuahaha!”

“Shut up! You just got lucky with the Bouffalant. Now I got this dead girl!”

Chest rising and falling, the Magikarp panted, “I’m…(gasp)…not…(gasp)…dead!”

“What a worthless Pokemon!”

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A powerful roar passed over the heads of the trainers and thugs as sprinting toward the group came an orange and white Pokemon. It looked like a tiger, and at the same time it resembled a giant wolf. On its back was a police officer and a young boy—it was Tommy!

“Nidoran!” the boy yelled.

Nidoran whirled with surprise shining in his eyes. Was it actually Tommy? He felt so relieved that his true trainer had returned.

“Halt! You thieves are under arrest!” the cop shouted.

Bat Man tensed at the sight of the cop and his enormous Pokemon. “Shit. It’s the popo! Run!”

The thugs took what they already had on them and started running for their lives, leaving their Pokemon behind without orders. Bouffalant blinked in shock to see his trainer run like a coward.

Arcanine stopped next to Alexis, Rasa, and Jaden, crouching so that its master and Tommy could dismount. The cop dropped off first before he helped Tommy down.

“Arkady, go bring those criminals back!” the cop ordered.

“Raff!” the Arcanine bellowed before it took off like a blur, its muzzle wrinkled as its claws tore at the earth.

Tommy ran over to Nidoran to throw his arms about his Pokemon’s shoulders. He held him tightly, crying against his chest.

“I thought I lost you forever!” Tommy wept.

Nidoran started to cry himself as he hugged Tommy back. “I’m sorry Tommy. I should have fought them off. I should have ran after you.”

Tommy released his Pokemon and wiped his eyes. “It’s okay. We’re together again and that’s all that matters.”

The cop started assessing the damage the thugs had caused. There was a sad Luvdisc, sitting on the ground and holding her legs against her chest. Scorupi was lying on the ground with tears in her eyes and her pigtails burnt completely off. Bouffalant was just angry, there was a gasping and flopping Magikarp (nothing unusual there), and Marill was looking sadly at the ground. He assumed that the other Pokemon belonged to the trainers. Grasping the bill of his patrol cap, the cop frowned.

“We got a lot of lost Pokemon here. It may take a few days to locate their trainers that is if their trainers still want them. I’ve dealt with many cases where the trainers just abandoned them because they had found better and stronger Pokemon by the time we were able to locate them. It’s a shame really.”

He then noticed that Jaden, out of all the other trainers, looked like he had taken a beating. His blond brows shot up as he asked, “Are you all right, kid? You look like you need some medical attention.”

@TalijaKey@Ashevelendar@Feisty-Pants@Raijinslayer@Shadow Daedalus

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