I guess I could join up with them. Should I just enter the guild and say I want to join or should I meet them somewhere?
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Name: Misericord "Miseri"
Species: Cutiefly
Gender: Female
Moves:
Fairy Wind
Stun Spore
Safeguard
Telekinesis
Bio:
Miseri was part of a group of pokemon who's goals were to simply go around the world and help the wounded and injured. She trained with all sorts of pokemon to learn how to heal, protect, and make others stronger. But that sort of thing was easier said than done. A few years after Miseri left home to help others, she went through a lot of trouble. Pokemon who never took care of themselves but expected Miseri to help them without question. Pokemon who didn't trust them and even tried to hurt them, just because they tried to help everyone. Some who even blamed them for all the horrible things that happened to them because she couldn't do more. It made it very hard for Miseri to want to keep helping people but she kept trying.
One day a powerful storm came when her group was trying to move between settlements. Being a small flying pokemon, Miseri was swept up by the storm and tossed very far away from her group. By the time she came to she tried to go back to them but couldn't find anyone. She tried to follow their trail but everywhere she looked she only found a dead end. She tried to find other people who might've seen them but they didn't know who she was looking for. Miseri didn't know how long she searched until eventually she just stopped. For four years she dedicated her life to helping others but she was met with scorn, distrust, and now solitude. She did everything she could to help others and all she got out of it was pain.
She couldn't give up. She didn't want to. She had given everything she had into her simple dream of helping others, she couldn't let this tragedy bring her down. As much as it hurt her, she knew she had to be strong. But even so, she cried knowing that everything she's been doing was pointless and no one appreciated it. She had to accept it though and keep going, keep helping others, and move on. She didn't know what else to do if she gave up. Miseri didn't want to know.
Appearance: Miseri is a rare "shiny" cutiefly, with pink skin and wearing a red scarf with a white cross sign. Her wings are also rather ragged and scarred from her many years battling and surviving as a traveling healer, but they still let her fly just fine.
Differences: Miseri has some psychic powers which manifests as a powerful telekinesis. It's helpful for her since she's physically too weak to handle most normal sized objects, but she can use her telekinesis to compensate. It's strong enough that she can focus her powers to hold a single pokemon up in the air no matter their weight and make it nearly impossible for them to move or escape until she looses focus.
Species: Cutiefly
Gender: Female
Moves:
Fairy Wind
Stun Spore
Safeguard
Telekinesis
Bio:
Miseri was part of a group of pokemon who's goals were to simply go around the world and help the wounded and injured. She trained with all sorts of pokemon to learn how to heal, protect, and make others stronger. But that sort of thing was easier said than done. A few years after Miseri left home to help others, she went through a lot of trouble. Pokemon who never took care of themselves but expected Miseri to help them without question. Pokemon who didn't trust them and even tried to hurt them, just because they tried to help everyone. Some who even blamed them for all the horrible things that happened to them because she couldn't do more. It made it very hard for Miseri to want to keep helping people but she kept trying.
One day a powerful storm came when her group was trying to move between settlements. Being a small flying pokemon, Miseri was swept up by the storm and tossed very far away from her group. By the time she came to she tried to go back to them but couldn't find anyone. She tried to follow their trail but everywhere she looked she only found a dead end. She tried to find other people who might've seen them but they didn't know who she was looking for. Miseri didn't know how long she searched until eventually she just stopped. For four years she dedicated her life to helping others but she was met with scorn, distrust, and now solitude. She did everything she could to help others and all she got out of it was pain.
She couldn't give up. She didn't want to. She had given everything she had into her simple dream of helping others, she couldn't let this tragedy bring her down. As much as it hurt her, she knew she had to be strong. But even so, she cried knowing that everything she's been doing was pointless and no one appreciated it. She had to accept it though and keep going, keep helping others, and move on. She didn't know what else to do if she gave up. Miseri didn't want to know.
Appearance: Miseri is a rare "shiny" cutiefly, with pink skin and wearing a red scarf with a white cross sign. Her wings are also rather ragged and scarred from her many years battling and surviving as a traveling healer, but they still let her fly just fine.
Differences: Miseri has some psychic powers which manifests as a powerful telekinesis. It's helpful for her since she's physically too weak to handle most normal sized objects, but she can use her telekinesis to compensate. It's strong enough that she can focus her powers to hold a single pokemon up in the air no matter their weight and make it nearly impossible for them to move or escape until she looses focus.
Fine with me. Anywhere for me to jump in?
She's basically suppose to be a support character, so Safeguard is meant to help protect her team from negative status. Anyways I changed my moves. Is it okay now?
Safeguard is a TM move, but I can replace the other two moves with Stun Spore and Fairy Wind.
Name: Misericord "Miseri"
Species: Cutiefly
Gender: Female
Moves:
Fairy Wind
Stun Spore
Safeguard
Telekinesis
Bio:
Miseri was part of a group of pokemon who's goals were to simply go around the world and help the wounded and injured. She trained with all sorts of pokemon to learn how to heal, protect, and make others stronger. But that sort of thing was easier said than done. A few years after Miseri left home to help others, she went through a lot of trouble. Pokemon who never took care of themselves but expected Miseri to help them without question. Pokemon who didn't trust them and even tried to hurt them, just because they tried to help everyone. Some who even blamed them for all the horrible things that happened to them because she couldn't do more. It made it very hard for Miseri to want to keep helping people but she kept trying.
One day a powerful storm came when her group was trying to move between settlements. Being a small flying pokemon, Miseri was swept up by the storm and tossed very far away from her group. By the time she came to she tried to go back to them but couldn't find anyone. She tried to follow their trail but everywhere she looked she only found a dead end. She tried to find other people who might've seen them but they didn't know who she was looking for. Miseri didn't know how long she searched until eventually she just stopped. For four years she dedicated her life to helping others but she was met with scorn, distrust, and now solitude. She did everything she could to help others and all she got out of it was pain.
She couldn't give up. She didn't want to. She had given everything she had into her simple dream of helping others, she couldn't let this tragedy bring her down. As much as it hurt her, she knew she had to be strong. But even so, she cried knowing that everything she's been doing was pointless and no one appreciated it. She had to accept it though and keep going, keep helping others, and move on. She didn't know what else to do if she gave up. Miseri didn't want to know.
Appearance: Miseri is a rare "shiny" cutiefly, with pink skin and wearing a red scarf with a white cross sign. Her wings are also rather ragged and scarred from her many years battling and surviving as a traveling healer, but they still let her fly just fine.
Differences: Miseri has some psychic powers which manifests as a powerful telekinesis. It's helpful for her since she's physically too weak to handle most normal sized objects, but she can use her telekinesis to compensate. It's strong enough that she can focus her powers to hold a single pokemon up in the air no matter their weight and make it nearly impossible for them to move or escape until she looses focus.
Species: Cutiefly
Gender: Female
Moves:
Fairy Wind
Stun Spore
Safeguard
Telekinesis
Bio:
Miseri was part of a group of pokemon who's goals were to simply go around the world and help the wounded and injured. She trained with all sorts of pokemon to learn how to heal, protect, and make others stronger. But that sort of thing was easier said than done. A few years after Miseri left home to help others, she went through a lot of trouble. Pokemon who never took care of themselves but expected Miseri to help them without question. Pokemon who didn't trust them and even tried to hurt them, just because they tried to help everyone. Some who even blamed them for all the horrible things that happened to them because she couldn't do more. It made it very hard for Miseri to want to keep helping people but she kept trying.
One day a powerful storm came when her group was trying to move between settlements. Being a small flying pokemon, Miseri was swept up by the storm and tossed very far away from her group. By the time she came to she tried to go back to them but couldn't find anyone. She tried to follow their trail but everywhere she looked she only found a dead end. She tried to find other people who might've seen them but they didn't know who she was looking for. Miseri didn't know how long she searched until eventually she just stopped. For four years she dedicated her life to helping others but she was met with scorn, distrust, and now solitude. She did everything she could to help others and all she got out of it was pain.
She couldn't give up. She didn't want to. She had given everything she had into her simple dream of helping others, she couldn't let this tragedy bring her down. As much as it hurt her, she knew she had to be strong. But even so, she cried knowing that everything she's been doing was pointless and no one appreciated it. She had to accept it though and keep going, keep helping others, and move on. She didn't know what else to do if she gave up. Miseri didn't want to know.
Appearance: Miseri is a rare "shiny" cutiefly, with pink skin and wearing a red scarf with a white cross sign. Her wings are also rather ragged and scarred from her many years battling and surviving as a traveling healer, but they still let her fly just fine.
Differences: Miseri has some psychic powers which manifests as a powerful telekinesis. It's helpful for her since she's physically too weak to handle most normal sized objects, but she can use her telekinesis to compensate. It's strong enough that she can focus her powers to hold a single pokemon up in the air no matter their weight and make it nearly impossible for them to move or escape until she looses focus.
Peter simply agreed to the girl as he held the bus down. He didn’t really think it mattered to take the bus out after the children were saved, but she did make a good point about safe zones. Namely that there wasn’t one. He remembered he had simply taken the robot dummies off to the side and hoped for the best for them. ”Ah dammit you’re right! I’ve been so focused on saving civvies I haven’t thought about setting up an evac zone!”
Once Peter cleared out the girl used her quirk to knock the bus out of the building. He looked to the robots who were still making their crying noise. Most looked like they could move but there were more who could t and Peter couldn’t possibly carry them all. There was no safe zones either. He still had some juice for his quirk so he could likely do something, but should he really focus on trying to save civvies if he can’t even protect them? And how would he move them?
Then he looked back at the bus. ”Of course! The answer is literally in front of me!” The bus was more than dinged up but it was still functional. The bumper was smashed but the engine was still good. Falling out of the building shattered its rear windows and turning signals but the axel was still attached. It could move, and the key was still in ignition. Taking the wounded and children boys inside Peter turned to the girl. ”I’ll take the civvies back where we all started out. It was the furthest away from the destruction, and I’ll set up a safe zone there. I’ll try to come back with this bus and bring back as many civvies as I can!”
Once he made sure everyone was seated he turned back one more time to the girl. ”Good luck! We still got time, so go all out!” Peter stepped on the gas and the bus moved forward. He went somewhat slowly as he didn’t want to risk crashing into a random pedestrian it into another disaster, but at the same time he didn’t bother to really go at a legal speed limit and wasn’t afraid to push pass cars blocking the road. Along the way he stopped by the burning office where he had dragged off two office boys who were still there. He loaded them back into the bus and took them towards the starter area.
The road was rocky and unfortunately for Peter, the moment he stopped the bus so he could start taking kids out was when he heard a loud pop. Then another. He went to check what happened and sure enough both his back wheels popped. He had a feeling it was only a matter of time before that would happen but he really wished he could’ve used the bus a bit longer. ”Well no time to worry about what ifs. First things first are the civvies.”
Peter set up a crude sectioned off area using some road cones and chains from the bus. He had the robot civilians come out so they could rest under the shade of the bus and whatever makeshift umbrella he could cobble together, the best being some umbrellas from a few ruined hotdog stands. Peter wasn’t sure if they were suppose to treat the wounded robots since they didn’t have any obvious human injuries, but since this was a simulation and they were vaguely humanoid, Peter made sure to patch them up as best as he could. The lack of blood or for the robots to them him where it hurt made it difficult for him to determine who needed help the most but he did his best to patch them up with his first aid kit until he ran out.
”Alright citizens, I must leave now! You should be safe here but I promise I’ll return soon, do not worry about a thing. I, Avalanche, will save you!” Peter smiles confidently as he gave his little speech. Again he doubt the robots knew or care what he was talking about but part of being a hero was making sure people felt safe. Doing hero work wasn’t always enough; talking to them and giving them hope with words were needed too. Still Peter had work to do. He didn’t know how much time he had but he couldn’t stop now as he ran back towards the city to find anyone who needs help.
@McFazzer
Once Peter cleared out the girl used her quirk to knock the bus out of the building. He looked to the robots who were still making their crying noise. Most looked like they could move but there were more who could t and Peter couldn’t possibly carry them all. There was no safe zones either. He still had some juice for his quirk so he could likely do something, but should he really focus on trying to save civvies if he can’t even protect them? And how would he move them?
Then he looked back at the bus. ”Of course! The answer is literally in front of me!” The bus was more than dinged up but it was still functional. The bumper was smashed but the engine was still good. Falling out of the building shattered its rear windows and turning signals but the axel was still attached. It could move, and the key was still in ignition. Taking the wounded and children boys inside Peter turned to the girl. ”I’ll take the civvies back where we all started out. It was the furthest away from the destruction, and I’ll set up a safe zone there. I’ll try to come back with this bus and bring back as many civvies as I can!”
Once he made sure everyone was seated he turned back one more time to the girl. ”Good luck! We still got time, so go all out!” Peter stepped on the gas and the bus moved forward. He went somewhat slowly as he didn’t want to risk crashing into a random pedestrian it into another disaster, but at the same time he didn’t bother to really go at a legal speed limit and wasn’t afraid to push pass cars blocking the road. Along the way he stopped by the burning office where he had dragged off two office boys who were still there. He loaded them back into the bus and took them towards the starter area.
The road was rocky and unfortunately for Peter, the moment he stopped the bus so he could start taking kids out was when he heard a loud pop. Then another. He went to check what happened and sure enough both his back wheels popped. He had a feeling it was only a matter of time before that would happen but he really wished he could’ve used the bus a bit longer. ”Well no time to worry about what ifs. First things first are the civvies.”
Peter set up a crude sectioned off area using some road cones and chains from the bus. He had the robot civilians come out so they could rest under the shade of the bus and whatever makeshift umbrella he could cobble together, the best being some umbrellas from a few ruined hotdog stands. Peter wasn’t sure if they were suppose to treat the wounded robots since they didn’t have any obvious human injuries, but since this was a simulation and they were vaguely humanoid, Peter made sure to patch them up as best as he could. The lack of blood or for the robots to them him where it hurt made it difficult for him to determine who needed help the most but he did his best to patch them up with his first aid kit until he ran out.
”Alright citizens, I must leave now! You should be safe here but I promise I’ll return soon, do not worry about a thing. I, Avalanche, will save you!” Peter smiles confidently as he gave his little speech. Again he doubt the robots knew or care what he was talking about but part of being a hero was making sure people felt safe. Doing hero work wasn’t always enough; talking to them and giving them hope with words were needed too. Still Peter had work to do. He didn’t know how much time he had but he couldn’t stop now as he ran back towards the city to find anyone who needs help.
@McFazzer
Walking up to the woman Annabeth bowed her head. "My name is Annabeth Elliot. This man, Skurr, fought alongside me a week ago during the battle of Tamberle. I wanted to make sure he's doing well and if possible ask for his assistance in a matter that is important to me. I need someone of his talents." Annabeth spoke with confidence and honesty. Now that she had a closer look at this woman, Annabeth was certain she saw her tend to the healers and she was indeed the apprentice of a fairly intelligent man in the city, a Sr. Georges. "Hmm... You're Sir Georges' apprentice, are you not? Forgive me for not knowing much more beyond that, I've only had heard of him. Still he must have taught you much; you skills at healing is far superior to my own!"
As Annabeth spoke the door open. Sure enough it was the fisherman she had seen at the battle; even as she was focused on fighting and surviving, she would remember his face as the only other person there who did not show fear. Even outnumbered and outmatched he had the steely determination of a man with a mission, and because of it he stood here before her today whereas many either fed the fishes in the sea or rested in the crypt of the city. Annabeth bowed her head deeply towards Skurr as she allowed the other women to enter first. "Thank you good fisher. I'm glad to see you safe. Did you hear our conversation? I apologize if we were loud." Once the others entered, Annabeth would enter and close the door behind them.
@Royaletutor59@Strange Rodent@Haeo
As Annabeth spoke the door open. Sure enough it was the fisherman she had seen at the battle; even as she was focused on fighting and surviving, she would remember his face as the only other person there who did not show fear. Even outnumbered and outmatched he had the steely determination of a man with a mission, and because of it he stood here before her today whereas many either fed the fishes in the sea or rested in the crypt of the city. Annabeth bowed her head deeply towards Skurr as she allowed the other women to enter first. "Thank you good fisher. I'm glad to see you safe. Did you hear our conversation? I apologize if we were loud." Once the others entered, Annabeth would enter and close the door behind them.
@Royaletutor59@Strange Rodent@Haeo
When Peter arrived to the scene, he saw a bus rammed into the side of a bakery like it somehow fell off a bridge or something. How it got there didn't matter as much as the fact there was the sound of crying children within. Classic scenario. As He got closer he noticed another student moving the robot bakers inside. "Great, then I got some help." He entered the bakery just as she left, stopping to tell her his plan quickly. "I'm going to hold that bus in place while you get the children and anyone wounded out of here quickly. Once they're out I'll go take them somewhere safe!" Peter wished he could discuss this plan further but time was of the essence. he didn't know how much time was left but even a minute spent debating or arguing was a minute more people would die, and possibly points deducted.
The creaking in the building was not a good sign. Usually it'd take more than a collision to collapse a building but it's not like Peter knew if this place was built up to standard or if it was intentionally rigged so that anything that could go wrong, will go wrong. But heroes don't have time to go study up on building code or figure out the mathematics of how likely it is for this place to fall. He went up to the bus and looked to make sure it wasn't tipping out of the building. Opening the doors he could see that the buss driver slumped over the wheel. Because he was a robot Peter wasn't sure if he was dead or alive, but he needed to be saved regardless. He dragged the body out for the other girl to grab while Peter tried to calm the children. "Don't be afraid kids, everything will be alright! Please follow the nice lady out of this building while I do my thing!"
Sitting in the driver's seat Peter shifted into his stone shape so that his massive weight would tilt the bus forward so it won't fall backwards and out of the building. He'll stay like this until everyone was evacuated, with him leaving last. If worse comes to worse and the building does somehow collapse on them, he could survive if he stays in stone shape. Hopefully.
The creaking in the building was not a good sign. Usually it'd take more than a collision to collapse a building but it's not like Peter knew if this place was built up to standard or if it was intentionally rigged so that anything that could go wrong, will go wrong. But heroes don't have time to go study up on building code or figure out the mathematics of how likely it is for this place to fall. He went up to the bus and looked to make sure it wasn't tipping out of the building. Opening the doors he could see that the buss driver slumped over the wheel. Because he was a robot Peter wasn't sure if he was dead or alive, but he needed to be saved regardless. He dragged the body out for the other girl to grab while Peter tried to calm the children. "Don't be afraid kids, everything will be alright! Please follow the nice lady out of this building while I do my thing!"
Sitting in the driver's seat Peter shifted into his stone shape so that his massive weight would tilt the bus forward so it won't fall backwards and out of the building. He'll stay like this until everyone was evacuated, with him leaving last. If worse comes to worse and the building does somehow collapse on them, he could survive if he stays in stone shape. Hopefully.
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