Xaltwind

Pokemon Singularity

Welcome back home. .)
We missed you!

Metropolis of Superheroes

I'm sad to report that I'll have to miss out on an update this week. For whatever reason, I've come down with a cold or some sickness (again) this weekend. And while I managed to squeeze out a post for the Pokemon RP I'm in, there's a difference between posting an IC post where you're a player and posting as a GM.

And as a GM, I'd prefer to not make crappy, forced posts that're made just for the sake of getting them out.

On the other hand, as soon as I'm well again, I'll try to get a post up asap, since some of you have engaged the kiosks, and I do really want to let you all run loose and get to doing stuff around the city.

Again, my apologies for the dealy, but muh shitty physqiue and immune system is shitty. :(

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Double-OOC'ing, errmergerd!
This week's post from me is very lackluster and bleh. Sorry. Caught a cold again and not feeling very well. But I figured I should get something up while I have the time to do so.

EDIT:

Oh, and Steph getting glomp'd and cheek-to-cheek cuddled was very cute. I greatly approve.

Pokemon Singularity

Evelyn

Inventory

Key Items:

• 1x Rotom Phone Pokédex
• 1x Pair of (Stylized) Work Gloves
• 1x Solar-chargeable Flashlight
• Needle and Thread

Consumables:

• Pokedollars: 1000p
• 3x Potions
• 3x Antidotes
• 3x Paralyze Heals
• 8x Pokeballs
• 1x Leaf Stone
• 3x Oran Berries

Extras:

• 3x Small Mushrooms
• 1x Big Mushroom
• An unspecified amount of extra clothes
• A fair few cosmetics, skin and haircare products, along with things like styling scissors, brushes, combs and even a nail file.
• Dental care products and items, like toothpaste, toothbrush, dental floss, etc.

Pokemon:

On Hand:

• Joltik - Level 9, Healthy
• Sentret - Level 7, Healthy
• Growlithe - Level 7, Healthy

In Storage:

• N/A

@Remram

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To say Starbur Village was impressive would be an understatement. It was probably as close to the ideal dream of an enviromentalist and carbon-footprint conscious individual as you could come. Homes and buildings built around, upon or inside the very trees of the forest itself, without trying to impose or push the greenery aside, but rather attempting to live and combine in a symbiotic harmony of co-existence. Truly, a marvel to behold and a splendor of hard work, love and decation that truly proved that, if they so wanted, humans could achieve great wonderous results!

... But of course, our blonde self-proclaimed star of Evig was far too concerned with the dirt on her attire and the messy state of her hair to even give this place that would render most people stunned in awe not a single thought.

Instead, she beedrill-lined for the Pokemon Center. Thankfully, the nurse was observant and considerate enough to realize the poor trainer's situation. With a grateful thanks, as if she'd just won a million pokebucks, Evelyn showered the pokemon health-care professioanl with the sincerest of gratitude, before racing off to get herself washed up.

... And again, Evelyn's own personal self-care and hygeiene-routines took longer to accomplish than the treatment of her entire team of banged up and bruised pokemon. After all, she had to shower, had to run the dirty clothes she'd been wearing through a careful pre-washing program (by hand) as well as comb, brush and style her hair once more. Then there was the re-application of her makeup - although she went a lot more sparing with it this time around - as well as the ordeal of selecting a brand new outfit to wear. After much needless deliberation that took way too long, Eve eventually opted for something remarkably simple and functional, rather than what she'd typically pick.

But, this was most likely because she wasn't willing to risk any of her more stylish or finer garments becoming ruined again, for the duration of her stay here in the wild, untamed, unforgiving wilderness (aka: Starbur).

Once done though, she returned to the counter and collected her team of three, making sure to thank the nurse for her invaluable services. Right as she was about to leave though, the older woman caught her, and let loose this strange new tidbit of information.

Move tutor service?

As she was directed to a fellow over by another counter, Evelyn blinked a few times. She was not familiar with this service... But then again, she was a noobie trainer through and through. So, what was the harm in checking it out? It was right here, after all. She looked at the man, in his green apron and green bandana, for a short qhile. And then she approached his location in the center.

"Hello there. I was told you provided something called 'Move Tutor' services... What are those, exactly?" The young girl asked quizzically, tilting her head slightly to the side as she met the man's gaze.

Bzzzzzzssssoort~!

[color=gold]"W-Wha...!? Growlithe! Don't just pop out your pokeball like that!"
Happy bark.

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Yay, welcome back~

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*pats head*

It's that time of year. You'll get through it then everything will be better

@Joshua Tamashii

It's less aobut the time of year and more that we're getting a total reconstruction and renovation of the entire store I'm working in. Which means carpenters and construction workers running around where I'm supposed to work all day, banging hammers, using metal saws, power drills and forklifts/ladder-cars. And hearing banging, drilling, sawing and screeching metal sounds for 6+ hours each day s kinda tiring - especially when you're also expected to do all your normal work-stuff at the same time. ;/

Metropolis of Superheroes

There we are, my friends. Took a bit of doing, but it's finally done.

This is where you'll actually start the RP. Go up to whichever booth your character wants to join, or is curious about, and just ask to either sign up with that faction to get started on your heroic career, or ask questions if you want more lore and world-.building first. You can spend as much, or as little, time as you want here at the registration center. Well, okay, you'll need to spend at least one post to sign up and join a group, but after that, you're good to hit the streets and start doing actual stuff.

Enjoy!

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[quote=@Xaltwind]

Paragon city

-- Atlas Park: City Hall --

@baraquiel @Azure Bubbles @Shoopuf @Birdboy @Ducksworth

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The poor greeter watched as a few of the youths stirred from his arrival, and even fewer of them actually came on over to form a semi-circle around the old man. However, it didn't take long for a barrage of questions and inquiries to come flying his way. But the business-suit dressed mans tood firm, unflinching in the face of such things! ... Becuase he'd probably heard all of them before, like, a gazillion times, undoubtedly. He had been doing this for a few decades now, after all.

First to speak up was the young man who had arrived in the barest nick of time, who also saw fit to wear sunglasses indoors... Maybe they were part of his costume? Although, as far as attire went, the lad was surely the least eye-catching out of the bunch currently assembled. Still Bernard turned his balding head to face the young man and replied clearly, but still in his friendly and warm tone.

"As I'm sure you were told in or during the Exam, every new hero receives a personal communicator from whichever of the five groups they join." He made sure to remind them of information they sohuld've already been knoweledgeable about it seemed. "As for escalation... That should be fairly obvious, no? If you ever feel like yourself, or innocent citizens are in danger of being hurt, you're free to use appropriate amounts of force to defend yourself or others. Naturally, if there's no attempt on your person, or someone else's safety, we strongly encourage you to be moderate with any sort of appregensions or detaining of criminal elements who aren't an immediate, violent threat." So, basically, he was telling you that it was okay to beat up the mugger who had a switchblade, but maybe don't go using your pwoers on the purse-snatcher or graffiti-painting street-punks.

Next up was the boy who had the powers of ice. Or the power to generate ice, at least. He was had given Bernard a weird look earlier, or at least that's what the balding city official felt like, but he'd shrugged it off quick enough as the boy asked a tacked-on question to the first inquiry by Aviator Lad.

"In the case of a fire or other situation that you can't deal with yourself, you'll have your communicator. Just use it to contact your group's headquarters and they'll send someone who can help, or contact the proper goverment department to come and assist. Though, I should also tell you that you're all expected to handle any anti-crime endeavors on your own. The police department and other, more veteran heroes, are usually already busy and can't stop what they're doing to come help you, just because you bit off more than you could chew." So, basically, as long as you were dealing with a natural disaster or an enviromental hazard, you could just use your personal device to call for help. But calling for backup 'cuz you're losing a fight seemed to be frowned upon.

Next up was the energetic and sparkly little speedster, who zoomed and zipped right up on and into Bernard's grill, flaunting his diploma as if to say: Look, look! Praise me, daddy! Or somehting. The short little fellow was obviousloy very excited, and Benrard let out a chuckle at the display of enthusiasm. Had he had less ethic and work-place manners, he might've been tempted to give the kid a pat or tussle of the head. But Bernard remained strong and resisted such fatherly urges! Instead, hearing what the lad had to ask before replying calmly.

"Whichever of the groups you join today will have their own headquarters. There, I'm sure you'll find whatever facilities you could want, be they locker or changing rooms, training halls or a cafeteria. There's no need to worry, we've been doing this for a while and the Anti-Crime Organizations of Paragon City are well-equipped to deal with the needs and wants of its resident and member heroes." He adjusted his glasses in a way that made him look like he might be trying to brag... But it was hard to tell.

Finally, the guy in the armor, with a sword on the hip, spoke up. Tacking on a the question about food... Were kids these days relaly into eating or somehting? Maybe it was the hot new social thing? Bernard didn't really know or keep up with the fads and trends of the youngsters, so he couldn't really tell. But then came the quesitron. The big qiestion that was always broughtt up, and always lillicted the same awward aftermath when it was answered.

"Of course there's no pay. This is volunteer work. Weren't you told as such while doing taking the exam?" Bernard tilted his head and looked slightly perplexed, as if he never quite understood why people asked this. ANd it was, for the most part true. Applicants should've been told, during the exam at some point, that being a heor was not a real job. The goverment couldn't possibly afford to run all five of the hero organizations, PROC and do all the dministration and logistics for them, on top of also paying each hero who was a part of it. With the sheer number of heroes in Paragon City alone, the city would've gone bankrupt years ago if that was the case! Unless they were like, paying a montly $5 or something as a token sum... But that would cost more money to actually pay out to each hero, so again...

It didn't seem like the two ladies had any inquiries though. Neither the dark-haired girl who looked like a character from some Action Ninja cartoon from Japan, nor the girl in the far-too-tight bodysuit and goggles seemed to have want to ask anything. And frankly, that was probalby a good thing. Bernard cleared his throat and raised his right hand, making an open-palmed gesture towards the door on the west side of the lobby, the one he'd entered the area from.

"Well then, everyone. Let's get a move on. If you have further questions, you can always ask the representatives of each of the Five Groups once we get to registration area, alright? Follow me, please."

It didn't seem like Bernard was wasting any more time on taking classroom-level questions ehre, as the man turned and began to walk with a brisk, but not necessairly hurried, pace.

City Hall: Registration Wing

After passing through the double doors on the west wall, the gorup was led through a long hallway, flanked by many sdoors. No doubt these were just offices or meeting rooms, as they were unlabeled and didn't seem to stand out or appear all that important. The hallway was completely carpeted, and just like with the lobby, the walls were adorned with paintings, posters and there werer the occasional potted plant on the floor next to the wall. While largely forgettable, the sheer legth of this hallway did give some rise to just how large Paragon City's city hall actually was. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say how large it needed to be.

Still, eventually the group arrived at another set of large doors, leading through another vaulted doorway. However, these doors were already swung open and latched iin place to remain widely ajar. Stepping through them, they were all greeted by a most curious sight.

The room itself was just a rectangle, nothing particularly impressive there. The floor was made from parquet wood and the walls were apinted white. Nothing particularly interesting so far. However, what was interesting were the five booths, or kiosk-like, located along rhe walls. Two on the northern wall, two along the southern one and one at the far western wall. Each booth had a coutner, with a letters printed on them in a big, thick font. And they all read, in clockwise order from south-to-west-to-north:

- MAGI
- DATA
- ELITE
- SERAPH
- GIFT

Yes, these were they. The ones. These were the legendary(?) recruitment booths! The place where freshly minted heroes went and signed on with their respective crime-fighting group of choice. The place where you truly and honestly took your first steps into the role of an actual, honest-to-goodness defender of justice and hero of Paragon City.

Bernad allowed the youths to all pile into the large area just inside the doorway, before speaking up again.

"And here we are, my young friends. The Recruitment Center. If you have any quesitons or concerns, please, feel free to walk up to whichever of the booths interest you and ask the clerk there whatever you need answers to. I'm sure they'll be a lot more helpful than I would be." He laughed a bit at the end there.

But here it was, and here they were. On the very threshold and precipice of joining up with their crime-fighting force of choice. Who would they pick? Who would catch their fancy? Who had they always dreamed of working with? The choice was theirs, but also now. ... Or, perhaps soon, if they had any questions to ask first.

The Recruitment Kiosks:

MAGI:
On the southern wall, furthest towards the doorway the kids had come through, was the MAGI booth. The counter was made of fine wood and there were things like candlesticks and small, arcane-looking crystals or devices strewn out along its top. Behind the counter was a woman of below-avearge height, with a slightly chubby - although not obese or overweight - frame, sitting on a levitating chair. She had a pointy witch hat on, and her her hair was curly, chestnut brown and her eyes were equally brown. She was busy scribbling away with a quill on some aprchment, but had a very warm and friendly-looking face nontheless. She kinda loked like the fairy tale version of a friendly aunt who'd bake you cookies, or something.

DATA:
Just a bit to the west of the MAGI booth, was the one for DATA. In stark contrast to the previous kiosk though, this one looked far more sterile and modern. The counter was made of metal, the contents behind it were all made of electronics and modern doodads and technology. Computers, flat screens, touch screens, colored LED strips, you name it. The person behind the counter was also very different, in that they didn't seem to be a person at all. Instead, it was a four-armed robot of some sort, made of sleek, silvery metal, with four colored lsenses for eyes. The machine was busy tapping away at four different keybaords and carefully monitoring several of the screens and minitors at the same time. As it didn't have a face to speak of, it was hard to tell if it was friendly or not. But hey, at least it looked really, really cool!

ELITE:
At the far end of the room, on the western wall, was the ELITE kiosk. It looked the most ... Mundane... Out of all the booths. Nothing special or remarkable, the counter was made out of wood, the insides were just a computer with an office chair, and the person manning it was a young lady in her mid-twnties, wearing a similarily grey business dress to Bernard's suit. She had shoulder-lenght brown hair, green eyes and looked to a bit on the dainty side in terms of physique. But then again, she was a receptionist. Her face was pretty enough and she looked to be friendly enough, having a slight smile as she tapped away at the keyboard infront of her.

SERAPH:
The booth for Seraph looked more like an experimentation sight than a registry booth. There wwere beakers, vials, alembics, various measuring instruments, electronic wave and radiation monitoring devices and several small white boards. The person manning the booth, who was feverishly scribbling on the white boards and going back and forth to a laptop on a small table, was dressed in a labcoat. She had black long hair tied into a ponytail, glasses, blue eyes and a very pale complextion. She seemed the more serious type, as her face gave off a stoic and stern expression, but perhaps she was just really focused on what she was doing? This booth was on the nrothern wall, by the way, furhest to the west.

GIFT:
Finally, to the east of the SERAPH booth, was the GIFT kiosk. Like ELITE's booth, it didn't look particularly special or noteworthy. Counter made form wood, filing cabinets of steel, a computer and normal office chair... Nothing out of the ordinary. Except for the receptionist. A tall, muscular man, covered in short, cobalt-blue fur, with two horns protruding from his temples, yellow glowing eyes wth slit, cat-like pupils and a small, black, triangular nose instead of a human snout. He was also wearing a pure white business suit, red necktie and looked really, really, really out of place here. But, he still had a small smile on his face, as he too was busy going through the various filing cabinets and sorting them.

Thus, it was now time to steel your nerves and take the first step. Approach the booth you were most curious about... Well, ask how you join, probably. Or ask quesitons about the group itself, in case you were interested in hearing what each faction offered and were all about first.

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Evelyn

Inventory

Key Items:

• 1x Rotom Phone Pokédex
• 1x Pair of (Stylized) Work Gloves
• 1x Solar-chargeable Flashlight
• Needle and Thread

Consumables:

• Pokedollars: 1000p
• 3x Potions
• 3x Antidotes
• 3x Paralyze Heals
• 8x Pokeballs
• 1x Leaf Stone
• 3x Oran Berries

Extras:

• 3x Small Mushrooms
• 1x Big Mushroom
• An unspecified amount of extra clothes
• A fair few cosmetics, skin and haircare products, along with things like styling scissors, brushes, combs and even a nail file.
• Dental care products and items, like toothpaste, toothbrush, dental floss, etc.

Pokemon:

On Hand:

• Joltik - Level 9, Beaten Up
• Sentret - Level 7, Bruised
• Growlithe - Level 7, Beaten Up

In Storage:

• N/A

@Remram

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Although her flight from the Green Death wasn't as dramatic as she had thought, what with the scyther not chasing after her and her pokemon, Eve still didn't pause to stop or bother looking over her shoulder as she escaped the deeper parts of the Starbur Forest. Instead, she and the little legion of double-Joltics kept pushing on, back through the woods whence they'd came, until they were back out in the slightly less dense and dark parts of the woodlands once more.

Only then did the blonde girl skid to a stop, lean forward, hands on her knees, and started allowing herself to once more catch her breath. She took several long and deep inhales of air, trying to calm both her nerves and her racing heart. That had truly been an awful experience. Not just for herself, but for all of her poor pokemon too. A fact that wasn't lost on the fledgeling trainer. Once back to a somewhat more composed state, she looked over at joltic agian, who had skittered up next to her and was, with his many eyes, looking at her with concern.

[color=gdol]"G-good work, joltic. Now, take a rest. I'll take care of everything, okay?"[/color] She said, voice a bit quiet and muted, more somber than usual.

he electric spider chittered somewhat, before his trainer used his red and white orb of safekeeping to recall the little pocket monster. Once that was done, Evelyn looked around the area she was in, heen retrieved her phone. Activating the Map Ap, the blond scanned her options.

"Going back to Grand Glory would take so muhc time... I guess I'll just press on to Starbur Village for now an-- Wait..."

It was at this point in time, when no immeidate danger or threat was trying to decapitate her, taht Eve finally came to the very important realization of something crucial.

She was filthy.

Her hair, tussled by the constant air-dashes of the bug type and the falling tree debris, her clothes, stained with grass, dirt, soil, clay and mud, and her immaculate skin too was peppered with specks of undesirable elements of the forest. The girl's blue eyes widened in abject horror as she examined her appearance as well as she could without a full body mirror. But it was enough to get her brain to realize the truth.

... Unacceptable...!

Yes, it was. For the Future Star of Evig to look like she'd taken a nose-dive into a rain-coated ditched and then crawled through it on her belly... That didn't exactly inspire the visage of someone who was an elegant, proud and shining beacon to everyone around her, now did it? Grttting her teeth, tigthening her hands into balled fists and letting out a seething breath of condensed air through her teeth, Evelyn was a hair's edge from blowing her top. Thankfully though, she didn't.

Instead, the girl began to march, like she was on a mission from some higher power, using the rotom phone to navigate and follow the not-so-greatly-kept patch of Starbur Forest. Her goal? Starbuur Village and it's pokemon center, of course. She ignored all other bug-catching trainers or visitors to the woods, and she didn't spare the wild forest pokemon a second glance. This was a matter of utmost urgency and complete and total emergency!

Evelyn is headed to Starbur Village, to locate and make use of the Pokemon Center there.

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Work is tough and noisy and make Xalt tired and sad.
I'll get posts up on weekends from now on, 'cuz weekdays just won't be manageable with how things are over at the ol' store atm. x_x