King Cosmos

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

Henrietta Durand

Arsenic Island

Disappointingly, rather than stay and face up to the challenge she presented most of the Nidoran instead chose to scatter and flee. A single individual did stay behind, but not in the way the young trainer had hoped; a small and timid looking female had remained, apparently paralysed in fear and certainly not displaying any desire to fight.

Henrietta couldn’t help but feel a little dejected at the result, her usual smile falling away and a slight frown creasing her brow. She supposed that was to be expected when dealing with the younger examples of the species; a Nidorino or a Nidoqueen would have like stuck around to fight off an aggressor and to defend their territory, while for the younger Nidoran it made more sense to run. Nonetheless she was hoping to find at least one among the bunch who showed the spirit and vigour of their larger brethren.

Then, as if in response to her wishes, another Nidoran appeared to stand between her and the female; male, small like the other one was, but certain not timid. It had a few small marks that she could see, perhaps scars from previous fights, as It stared down her Atlas with exactly the kind of determination that she was looking for. “Bien. Very good. A knight comes to defend the fair lady; such valour should be rewarded. I guess it’s up to us to play the villain, hmm, Atlas?”

Battle!

The Nidoran made the first move, charging towards the Mudbray in small bounds as it rapidly closed the distance between them, leaping once it was close enough and driving its horn into Atlas using its Peck attack. The Mudbray recoiled, tossing his head and braying loudly as the pain set in.

“Atlas, use Bulldoze.” The Ground-type reared back, forelegs rising off the ground before slamming back down, the Mudbray repeating the action again and again as it stomped the soft dirt under his feet flat. The Nidoran was caught in the middle of it all, alternately trampled under the heavier Pokémon’s hooves or battered by the shockwaves the heavy footfalls produced, before eventually managing to break free and run some distance away.

Now looking bruised and beaten, yet still with a defiant look in its eye, the Poison-type Pokémon charged in again. This time he leapt sooner, jumping higher and flipping over in the air to point his hind legs towards Atlas; the smaller Pokémon collided with Mudbray with one foot extended, the heel impacting with Atlas’s forehead, before using its other leg to both deliver a second kick and push away from his opponent at the same time. The Double Kick left Atlas looking dazed, but he shook it off a moment later and held his ground.

“Good work, Atlas. Finish this with Strength.” Now it was Atlas’s turn to charge, lowering his head and breaking into a gallop towards the Nidoran. The Poison-type didn’t seem to be able to move out of the way in time, perhaps too injured by the Bulldoze to do so, and the Mudbray crashed bodily into the smaller Pokemon and sent it tumbling and rolling through the dirt. It came to a stop and despite being clearly hurt by the attack it still tried to stand again, lifting itself up on shaking legs and turning towards Atlas again. Just as Henrietta was about to call this fight to a close, the Nidoran opened its mouth and fired several glowing purple darts in a stream towards Atlas, catching both trainer and Pokémon off guard. “Dodge it!”

The Mudbray dove to the side, throwing himself to the ground a moment too late to completely avoid the Poison Sting as a few of the purple needles dug into his skin and the dirt behind him. The poison did not take hold, fortunately, and Atlas rose back to his feet not much worse for wear. “Use another Bulldoze; end this.” Rushing forward again, Atlas this time leapt towards the weakened Nidoran before coming down on top of it with both forelegs soon followed by both back legs as well. Rather than continue the attack, the Ground-type pulled back, moving out of the way to reveal a clearly unconscious Nidoran.

“That’s enough Atlas. Come back.” Henrietta didn’t return her Pokémon just yet, instead calling him back to her side as she walked towards the defeated Nidoran. It had fought well, but the difference in size and weight, the type disadvantage and the fact that Atlas only grew tougher with each hit served to make it something of a one-sided arrangement. Nonetheless she wore a wide smile as she approached the fallen Pokémon, crouching down as she neared its side, and reached out a hand to stroke along its side. “You fought well little knight. A knight who will one day become a king. I’ll have to think of a suitable name for you.”

Reaching into her bag Henrietta pulled out a Pokeball and pressed it to the Nidoran’s side. The Pokémon turned into red light in an instant and was sucked inside the device, the ball shaking three times in Henrietta’s hand as a light in its centre pulsed intermittently before both shaking and pulsing light ceased. Still with the smile on her face the trainer stood and turned towards the female Nidoran, who was still frozen in fear in the same spot as before. It was unlikely to be feeling any less afraid after witnessing the battle that had just taken place.

“Run along little one. Go back to your friends.”

@Sho Minazuki

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

The sounds of combat penetrated the dirt and rock shell around Oberon and let him know that the Goblins had begun to fight the goat as Digbie intended, but without a line of sight or some other clue he wouldn’t be able to tell how the fight was progressing or say exactly what was happening. Not knowing, and therefore not being able to act or react to what was happening, left the Sprite with an uneasy feeling; it wasn’t that he disagreed with Digbie’s plan, or that he didn’t trust Torrent and Ash to be able to handle things if need be, but being left in the literal dark was not a good state to be in.

“I’d rather go further into the forest than into the mountains; more hospitable and we’re not putting an impassable obstacle to our backs.” If anything Oberon wanted to go beyond the forest, out past the trees and into whatever lay beyond. It was probably impractical given their current situation, but a part of him was hoping to return to something approximating civilisation. With everything they’d experience so far it was clear the forest didn’t have that.

Digbie explained that the book he had found was a prayer book for one of this world’s deities; Oberon wasn’t much one for religion in his own life, but since they were now living in what could probably be described as some form of afterlife he wasn’t about to dismiss the idea. With everything they had experienced he felt confident in saying that gods and demons existed in one form or another here and that there was probably some real power to be found I worshipping this Jehanne; like a Cleric or Priest character. He would have to ask to read that book later, out of curiosity if nothing else.

“You have a quest? From a system message?” That was an interesting idea and it made sense that they would happen given how closely this world seemed to follow video game tropes and logic, but it raised a few questions. Namely, who or what set the quest? Jehanne in this case it seemed, but could anyone do it or just the powers above? If he asked Digbie to do something, gave him a task and promised a reward, would that trigger a quest or was it something that only certain beings could do? Did it imply that Jehanne and other gods had some kind of control over the system itself? Up until now he’d half believed the system was something that they only had because the Demon King had given it to them, even though he said he wasn’t giving them cheat skills, but if this Jehanne was setting quests then it might be something that was just part of this world. “I’ll help you with it later, after we deal with these Goblins. In return, can you let me read that book?”

With that little mystery solved, and a much larger one put in its place, Oberon turned his attention to the fight happening outside. With the opening of the cave sealed and the both of them bathed in darkness there wasn’t much the Sprite could do but listen and try to interpret what was happening outside. It would be nice if he had some way of sensing what was going on the way Digbie and Torrent seemed to be able to with their Earth magic; he had a couple of skills like Air Read and Mana Sense that may let him do the same but they were both far from complete. Air Read might not even work since he was sealed into this cave but if he could sense the Mana of the Goblins and the goat he would at least know where they were.

How did that work anyway? He had probably gained experience in that skill during his experiments with the various elements, particularly the way he kept trying to extend his senses outward to locate Mana of a particular flavour in the midst of the ambient Mana around him. When he meditated he could feel the Mana around him entering his body, when he’d practised Aqua Sphere and Wind Break he’d felt the Mana in the water and air respectively and brought it in to the Mana Orb; could he expand his senses in the same way and feel the larger amounts of Mana that existed inside living creatures?

The Sprite closed his eyes and let himself enter the kind of empty minded state he used for meditation. He opened up his senses and tried to feel the ambient Mana in the air around him but rather than try to draw it in or open himself up to let it in naturally he tried to just feel it, imagine that he could see it like a light fog that filled the empty space of the cave around him. He tried to stretch his reach further, to see further, and imagined the fog reaching further. If this was working then he should soon start to feel and see differences in the fog; he should see a difference between the wind Mana of the air and the earth Mana of the dirt and rock walls, he should see a denser mass of Mana that was Digbie next to him.

Could he see them? Or was he just imagining that he could?

Action Report

Attempted to sense Mana as a way of mapping surroundings and locating other living creatures.

@Gardevoiran@Zeroth

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

Henrietta Durand

Arsenic Island

The forest, despite or even because of its poisonous nature, was teeming with life. The pools of acid and the toxic plants should have meant that the area was death for any form of life foolish enough to wander inside, a danger Henrietta was very aware of, but Pokémon, as always, could be found anywhere. Zubats in the trees, Wurmple in the undergrowth and Gloom in the flowers; the Poison Pokémon who made this island their home were thriving, flourishing even, and could be seen anywhere the young trainer looked.

It was the Nidoran that caught her attention the most however. Henrietta had come into this forest with the intention of training, yes, testing her Pokémon against the same Poison-type Pokémon that the first Gym leader would be using against her and the other challengers, but she was also thinking further ahead, towards the team she would use moving forward. A Nidoking or Nidoqueen was be a strong addition to her Ground-type team and Arsenic island was the perfect place to find the Poison-type Pokémon.

Reaching for her belt, Henrietta retrieved a Pokeball and tossed it lightly to the forest floor. The device split open and released a burst of light which coalesced into the four-legged shape of her Mudbray, Atlas, the donkey-like Pokémon looking around curiously as it dug at the ground with his front hooves. Pointing towards the Nidoran staring in her direction, Henrietta directed her Pokémon’s attention towards them as she gave her order. “Atlas, prepare for battle.”

The Ground-type Pokémon stamped his feet on the soft, loamy dirt of the forest floor, braying and making noise as he tried to sound as aggressive as a small donkey could in the face of a herd of Nidoran. Which ones would run and which ones would stay and fight the aggressor? Henrietta was looking for one with a little spirit.

@Sho Minazuki

Fate/Lost Epoch

I'm not actually using a Greek, for what it's worth. I'm still making an Assassin, or maybe a Caster if my idea doesn't pan out.

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

Henrietta Durand

Arsenic Island

The Corviknight touched down at the Port of Arsenic Island, its powerful wings kicking up a fierce gale as it came in for the final landing, slowing its descent so as not to disturb the passenger riding on its back for this final stage of the journey. As the Flying-type came to a stop, said passenger hopped down from the Flying Taxi and surveyed her surroundings with a small, coy smile. She paid no mind as a handler for the company that ran the Flying Taxi service came over and took the Corviknight away, its job now complete as it had finished the half-day journey from Brittanium city to the isolated island.

If Henrietta had a mind to look at the people standing around she would have seen them looking back at her, paying attention to her; people rarely came here unless they had a purpose, this out of the way island occupied mostly by forest an inhabited by hosts of poisonous Pokémon. For most of the year that meant very few people used the ferry or arrived by taxi at all, the exception being that period where the Pokémon League was in full swing and trainers showed up in large numbers to challenge the gym.

With the change to how things worked this year, the gyms now to be challenged in a specific order, aspiring trainers would descend upon this island en masse to challenge this, the first gym. The people who lived and worked here were probably prepared for it, realising ahead of time what the change meant, but they probably didn’t expect the challengers to arrive so soon, barely half a day after the opening ceremony had finished. Henrietta wondered how many trainers would do as she did, hailing a Flying Taxi as soon as she was able to after leaving the ceremony and flying directly to her first destination with no hesitation at all?

Perhaps it would have been more fun to take the scenic route, to take her time traversing the well-worn path from Brittanium City to Brass Town, maybe take a look at the Silumin Reserve before taking the ferry to Arsenic Island a few days before the challenge began. But taking the slow and leisurely path simply wasn’t Henrietta’s style; she had a goal in mind, a purpose to achieve and a plan of action that all led her here, so why should she waste time? The forest was before her and she had a week to prepare for the challenge the Poison Gym Leader would give her; Henrietta had a very clear image in mind of how best to do so.

Hitching her bag higher on her shoulder, Henrietta walked towards the edge of the port and found the path that would lead her towards the centre of the island and the greenhouse/gym. Before reaching that destination however the trainer left the path, ducking into the trees and into the wilder areas of the island.

It was time to see what her Pokémon and her battling style could do against what this island had to offer.

Fate/Lost Epoch

So many Greeks. You guys are making me want to use my Greek Archer, who was also a companion of Artemis, so that he, Atalanta and Cyrene can argue over who was her favourite.

Fate/Lost Epoch

I'm interested in this as well. I'll tentatively put myself forward for an Assassin at the moment, but that depends on whether the person I have in mind works out or not.

If all else fails I have several other sheets on hand for whatever classes are available.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

“Church…” Joseph latched on to that one word from the man’s answer, the term and everything it brought to mind enough to jog his memory. He had been sick and, knowing how serious that particular illness could be, he had sought out the Healing Church for a cure; however that didn’t how he ended up here exactly, everything after that decision was a blank and the path leading from that decision to here was unknown.

Surrounded by cots occupied by screaming individuals, in a place that didn’t have the look of a reputable clinic, with small and monstrous creatures lurking everywhere he looked. ‘Becoming a Hunter’, was that what the man had said? Was that what all these people were here for, why there was a barrel of weapons behind the other man? That didn’t make any sense. It didn’t explain why he was here, why the rest were here, and not somewhere run by the Church. Not unless there had been some mix up. “That… I was only here for healing. I was sick. Not to be a Hunter.”

He moved to get off of the cot, the Messengers moving out of his way as he swung his legs over the edge and hopped off. His legs were shaky as his feet touched the ground and he found himself grabbing the edge of the next cot over as they struggled to support his weight; his strength returned quickly, mercifully, and he stepped away from the beds to stand in the aisle between the rows. “Is there someone from the Church here? A doctor? Anyone?”

@Habibi359

★ Soul Eater : The Kishin Hunt ★

Ji-Ho Kwan

Demon Lighter

As much as the girl seemed to be struggling with the climb, she jumped to her feet quickly enough when she heard his voice. She turned to face him, the height difference somewhat mitigated but not erased by the fact she stood on a higher step, and reassured him that she wasn’t in trouble at all, but instead showing off her physical prowess to the passing students. Watching as she held up one skinny arm as proof, Ji-Ho raised an eyebrow as he wondered what to do in the face of such a bald-faced lie.

“Well… you’ll be late if you don’t get to class soon.” Ignoring it, he decided, was the best response. Turning away from the girl Ji-Ho began to climb the steps again, walking slowly enough that he wouldn’t leave the girl behind if she decided to follow. It definitely wasn’t because his legs were tired.

@sassy1085

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

Henrietta Durand

Henrietta Durand

Name: Henrietta Durand

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Nationality: Kalos

Personality: Above all else Henrietta is someone who always seems to display a level of quiet confidence. There is self-assuredness to the way she moves and the way she conducts herself which is displayed in the straightness of her posture, the tilt of her chin and the little knowing smile she often wears; she has a certain poise to her that is hard to describe until you see it for yourself. She has a composure that rarely breaks; Henrietta is good at only letting her face show what she wants it to show, putting on a stoic demeanour that hides her true feelings which can make it hard to tell what she’s feeling or thinking at a given moment.

Henrietta is driven by an aggressive determination which pushes her to move forward no matter who or what is in her way, something which is apparent both in the way she battles and the way she interacts with others. She has a forceful personality and isn’t easily swayed by others; once she has set her mind to something there is little that can divert her unless she makes that decision herself and she has a bad habit of ignoring the concerns or needs of others.

Biography: A Kalos native, Henrietta was born and raised in the city of Cyllage where her mother worked in the city’s boutique while her father was a trainer at the Pokémon Gym. She inherited traits from both of her parents; her poise and bearing came from her mothers, her love of Pokémon and battling came from her father and her confidence and determination came from them both equally.

Henrietta was always around Pokémon from a young age due to her father’s work and also because her mother also raised Pokémon of her own. She always wanted to become a trainer someday, a fact that she didn’t keep secret from anyone, and it was always a question of when, not if, she would begin her journey. Her parents were supportive of the idea, but they always expected her to travel the Kalos region for a few years before becoming a gym trainer like her father or even a gym leader someday; when it became apparent that Henrietta wanted to travel the world, see every region and not just Kalos, they were less supportive.

After much arguing and persuasion a deal was eventually struck where Henrietta would be allowed to travel if and only if she could prove herself a capable trainer; one who would be able to manage travelling by herself where he parents wouldn’t be able to easily bail her out of difficulties. Her parents gave her an egg at the age of fourteen and tasked her with hatching, raising and training the Pokémon by herself. The egg soon hatched into a Mudbray and Henrietta began raising and training the Pokémon to prove herself to her parents.

She soon caught another Pokémon and once she was satisfied that they were both strong enough she began battling as many of the local trainers as she could and defeating them. She seemed to be a natural at battling and although her parents tried to delay as much as possible they couldn’t deny that Henrietta had met their conditioned. They eventually relented and gave her their support to begin her travels, even gifting her another Pokémon egg to help her build up her team.

The first step on her journey would be the Chromis region. Her goal; the International League.

Trainer Bonus: Ground Trainer - You specialize in a certain typing. Having this bonus makes it easier to catch Pokemon of that type, as well as train Pokemon of that type.

Items:
5 Potions
4 Pokeballs
1 Revive

Pokemon Team

Name: Atlas
Species: Mudbray
Gender: Male
Ability: Stamina
Battle Experience: 5
Moves:
- Bulldoze
- Double Kick
- Iron Defense
- Strength
Extra Notes: Henrietta‘s first Pokémon, given to her as an egg at a young age and raised with extra care and attention. Loyal and stubborn


Name: Fiona
Species: Trapinch
Gender: Female
Ability: Arena Trap
Battle Experience: 3
Moves:
- Sand Attack
- Bite
- Sand Tomb
- Bulldoze
Extra Notes: Likes to burrow herself into the dirt to get comfortable and take naps.


Name: Gregor
Species: Gligar
Gender: Male
Ability: Sand Veil
Battle Experience: 2
Moves:
- Sand Attack
- Poison Sting
- Harden
- Cross Poison
Extra Notes: Recently hatched from an egg, he is Henrietta’s youngest and newest Pokémon. Mischievous; likes to steal food from his trainer or from others.


Name: Roland
Species: Nidoran ♂
Gender: Male
Ability: Hustle
Battle Experience: 5
Moves:
- Poison Sting
- Peck
- Focus Energy
- Double Kick
Extra Notes: Aggressive, and already has a few scars along it's body, it's not afraid to get into a scrap.