Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Shadow of the Federation

[DEMoGorgon47]

Map will go here -- sorry, life keeps me from making a quality map, I will have one

That's the Hagian Sophia, which is what the Palace is based off of. Just switch the multitude of buildings below for a very large and lush courtyard with only a few, extravagent mansions present

The OOC

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The room was quiet and somber, its atmosphere heavy with anticipation. It was a dark room filled with computer monitors,A group of scientists in white lab coats stood surrounding several computer monitors and strange machines with alternating glowing lights. A few looked intently at the data on the monitors, while others stared blankly through the clear glass wall that divided the scientists from a different group of people.

The group behind the glass were all unconsious in reclining chairs metal chairs. Protruding from them were a multitude of needles and wires, all connected to the computers to monitor the groups vital signs. A few scientists in sterile suits checked the group occasionally, but most of the time they were left to their own steady, deep sleep breathing.

"Sir," said a scientist looking up from his monitor, "the data collected from the tests is too unstable. We can't initiate inter-dimensional transport with so many variables still not checked and removed."

The scientist looking through the glass, obviously the group leader, at the unconsious group listended for a moment and then turned to the speaker. "I know the data," he said, his voice harsh and edged. "But we don't have time for reworking or retesting. The bridge between the Pokemon World and the Human World is at its closest now. If we wait even two days our only window of opportunity will be missed, and we miss our chance to save everything."

"But sir!" the other scientist said exasperated, "we can't risk a failure. Too much is at stake! If there is even one miscalibration the entire mission could fail, and we will have no chance to save anything!"

"That is why we are sending such a large group! If even one can make it we have a chance. There is no time. The world is at stake. We cannot hope for a miraculous scientific breakthrough to patch up the unknowns. Its now or never, and I choose now. Prepare the inter-dimensional transporter. The dungeoniers will be sent to the Pokemon World tonight."

His word was final, and within the the hour the preparations were made. Around the unconsious group a series of metal arcs was erects. And in the dark room monitors were activated to watch system stability and power.

"On my mark, activate the generators... Mark." There was a loud clunk and the whirring on generators. The metal arcs started to glow a subtle blue. As the whirring grew louder the arcs got brighter, until they were almost unbearable to watch.

"Systems stable sir."

"Excellent. Activate the dimensional energy amplifiers. Now."

Another clunk, and for a moment it seemed to go as expected. The arc's lights became mixed with an ominous floor, and the ground began to melt, as if it were becoming unstable and form a purple hole. Suddenly there was a loud boom the rocked the building. Immediately after the purple light turned to a sinister crimson, and the ground seemed to bubble and boil instead of gently melt.

"Sir! The amplifiers are degenorating! We have to stop or the entire system will fail!"

"Do not stop! We will see this through to the end!" The rift in the floor opened, and the boiling crimson portal opened beneath the unconsious dungeoniers. With a flash it covered them and swallowed them up through the dimensions. "Best of luck dungeoniers." Then there was another boom and an earth shaking explosion, ripping the building into pieces.

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The sun shined down gentle rays into a small clearing in the woods. A small stream trickled downhill not far off. A soft breeze rustled through the early autumn leaves, and a few loose leaves fell to the ground in the wind.

Dante woke up slowly. His entire body ached and his head throbbed. Sitting himself up he tried to lift his arm to rub his forehead. But suddenly he snapped into full awareness. He knew he was moving his arm, but it wouldn't reach his head.

Looking down in a panic Dante jumped as he saw his arm. It was no longer a human arm and hand, but a small, white, waxy stub. Looking around him he saw a small clear puddle protected from the sun's evaporting rays. Running over-- well more hobbling than running --he arrived at the puddle and looked down into its reflective pool.

A silent scream escaped his lips as he stumbled back onto his back in shock. His reflection was not the human he thought he was supposed to be, but that of a small litwick. How could this happen? I am a human! Not a litwick! But I can't remember anything! Looking around him, several other Pokemon were awakening, with similar reactions.

[Jazzy94]

Samantha was laying on the ground, a couple inches away from the Litwick, on her back with the sun shining down on her face. She turned her head to one side, then slowly began to wake up from what she guessed was sleeping. Though why did her body ache so much? The girl was laying in bed at home wasn't she? So why does her body hurt? Her emerald green eyes scanned the area she was in, then gotten up on her feet on the soft grass. "Where am I? And where are my shoes", she asked to no one in particular.

She did happen to spot a couple pokemon around her, including one Litwick that was looking at its reflection. Her attention then went back to why she was feeling grass against her toes. Looking down at them, she was in complete and utter shock to see them as a yellow colored, three-toed feet. "What?! What happened to my feet", she shouted. Samantha then happened to look at her hands and what she saw was the same colored paws. The girl then started to feel her face and her body then ran over to the stream where the Litwick was and screamed when she saw her reflection. "I'm a Buizel?! H-how did this happen?! I'm human not pokemon!"
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"Today's the day! Today's the day I join the Miracle City Police Academy! I will be just like my big brother", said a spunky Zoura. Shade was getting herself pumped up as this was the day she was going to be with the MCPA, like her brother Razor. "Good luck Shade, I hope you do get recruited", said her friend, which was a Stunky. "Thanks Kir", she smiled and started to run off towards the Police Academy building.

Inside of Miracle City, Shade was running as fast as her little legs could take her. Her excitement was what drove her to run as fast to the MCPA. She was going to join today and wouldn't take no for an answer. She ran passed a couple of pokemon that were walking around, or those that were doing their daily chores like getting groceries. "Sorry mister", she called out then continued towards her destination.

[Antarctic Termite]

"Come on. The rooftops are perfectly safe. Believe me, you'll like it." To the naive, youthful Buneary, Melinoe must have looked like the very picture of innocence. A dainty purple ballon wearing a cute little cloud hat, with such friendly little heart-shaped hands that gave welcoming hugs. Children trusted those features. "I've... Never been this high up before," Said the Buneary tiredly. "How many more stairs?"

"Oh, not a lot. See, we're here already. Come up here, the sun is shining!"

Eagerly the bunny Pokemon followed, but looked uncertain when he followed Melinoe through the hatch leading to the roof of the building. The apartment block was no skyscraper, but for the child, it must have felt like the top of the world. "Are we allowed to be here, miss Kindly? I'm sure my parents will be worried..." Melinoe resisted the urge to chuckle under her mask of innocence. "Don't worry about fussy old parents! This'll be our little secret, won't it? Come over here. You'll love the view." Closer. Closer, closer... "I'll lift you up. You can see so far. It'll be just like flying." The Buneary looked at her questioningly, and she wrapped her seemingly-delicate arms around him and gently raised him a few centimetres from the roof before setting him down again. "See? You can't fall. Isn't it fun? Close your eyes and I'll take you a bit further." Obediantly the Buneary did so. In the same gentle way, Melinoe lifted him and gently carried him for a few seconds. "Now open your eyes... It's a whole new view." Shove.

There was a scream, a fall, a tangling catch at the last moment, and laughter.

Abruptly, the nastily giggling Drifloon felt a heavy armoured hand around her face. Immediately setting down the Buneary, who had apparently fainted from fear, she immediately began to struggle, trying to free her mouth, strangle her attacker, anything. But her arms were far too weak. This was what she had been dreading, and suddenly she felt small and terrified. "You know, Mellow, I could kill you. You probably don't deserve that much, but I could, and with all the corruption in the city these days, I could get away with it." The Heracross had caught her before, but always in public, with the leader of his Rescue team keeping an eye on things. "I'm sick and tired of your jests, and today you crossed a line. I'm giving you until daybreak, tomorrow. Get. Out. Find another city. Escape to the forests. Join the outlaws. Hell, find a dungeon and stay there. Just don't come back, understand? If I see your face here again- With or without a victim... Well, the Academy has ways of clearing its own, and no-one will care that you're gone." The Rescue team member easily untangled Melinoe and threw her behind a storage crate. He gently picked up the unconscious Buneary and was gone.

Melinoe lay thinking, curled up behind the crates, wondering what to do next as her fear subsided slightly. This was the biggest and best city she had ever lived in- Lived in homelessly, but lived in all the same- And she had no intention of leaving it. But she really had crossed a line here, and staying... She didn't want to die. Not yet.

She thought about finding a way to the spirit realm, where other Ghosts lived, or catching the breeze and drifting far away to somewhere else. No... I love it here too much to leave. There were places outside the city where she could stay, with outlaws and dungeon folk, where she could still enter the city from time to time if she did it stealthily. It was an appealing option, but surely there must have been a way to stay permanently... Something clicked, and Melinoe began laughing gleefully. It's the perfect idea. Not isolation, but putting myself where no-one can touch me... They'll suspect, but what can they do?

Melinoe hovered up and took a purposeful turn out of the street. She was going to join the Miracle City Police Academy.

[Silver Fox]

Not far off from the other pomemon, was a vulpix, a little bigger then the average, with a collar. Her odd blue eyes blinked slowly open as she awoken from her slumber. Ears twitching ever so slightly as she saw the greenery around her as well as some pokemon. Blinking slowly, she slowly tried to stand on two legs, but found herself stumbling from lack of support before she fell back on all fours. Confused, she looked down to see darker red paws instead hands. What? Was she wearing a costume?

Yet the world around seemed so much bigger.. Deciding to look at herself, she went closer to the puddle the litwick was at before stiffening as she saw what she was. A vulpix. How was that possible? She was human! Not a pokemon! Yet... she couldn't remember anything... odd? Ehat happened? Why can't she remember. All she knew was her name.

Alex.

[DEMoGorgon47]

Dante sat silently, rocking himself back and forth, as several other Pokemon took their own views in the puddle and jumped back in shock. Dante could only assume they were like him-- humans who had turned into Pokemon. He looked around at each of the small Pokemon, all battling with their own denial of this happening, and felt a vague feeling of familiarity towards them. It was a slight but nagging feeling, as if they had known each other briefly or had seen each other in some other place. But every time Dante thought he had found the answer to the feeling it slipped away, leaving him feeling more lost and confused than he was before.

Taking a deep breath, Dante closed his eyes, hoping to open them up and find that it was all a terrible dream, and he would awaken to find himself back as the human he knew himself to be. But when he opened his eyes, his efforts were proved futile. The stubby white and waxy arms were still there, and he still struggled to look down to his footless bottom.

Looking towards the nearby Pokemon, Dante bucked up his nerve, which was quashed by his sudden transformation, and said in a slightly higher-pitched voice, "Does anyone know where we are? Or what has happened?"

[Tesla]

Sunlight blinded him as Sebastian opened his eyes, before snapping them shut when they burned in the bright light. Rolling over, he propped himself up on one arm and looked around him. It was grassy and the ground felt a little wet like it must've rain or something. There were trees, rocks and some Pokemon that seemed either asleep or freaked out about something. He stood up, rubbing the back of his neck and massaging the muscle underneath. At this moment, Sebastian felt odd like something was wrong. His neck felt different, it was smaller than he had remembered and it didn't remind him of his body. Looking down at his hands, he was completely overtaken by confusion and went manic, running toward a puddle and dropping to his knees. He could see his face was a Tyrogue! "What the fuck. Who the- What the fuck!" He stood up gripping the side of his head and continued with a massive torrent of randomly assorted questions dotted with fucks, damns and shits before he managed to calm down a bit. He could see a Litwick nearby him and was staring at it for a moment. Had that Litwick just spoke to him? And did he understand it..? "Uhh.. Hello? Hi? Who are you, where am I?" Sebastian spoke towards the Litwick, wondering if it would actually be able to answer him.

[ShoggothJr]

As other Pokémon began to awaken, an Ekans laid under the shadow of one of the trees that delimited the clearing in the woods. It rested peacefuly as the few sunlight rays that pierced the tree's crown danced on it's body. Even though the Pokémon was slowly recovering it's consciousness it didn't open it's eyes, and while the sun laid it's light from the uppermost part of the sky, like making sure everyone could see it, the Ekans was prisoner of the blackness that had taken over it's dreams.

James then opened both eyes, contemplating the darkness surrounding him. What is this? He thought lazily as he had to make a huge effort to comprehend and combine the words in his mind. He then thought that maybe he hadn't opened his eyes in the first place. Maybe he was still trapped in the darkness inside his eyelids. This new thought was taking a toll on him, as now his mind was wandering aimlessly through memories of his life, who he is and what he had done, jumping from one memory to another through seemingly senseless subconscious rational bridges only he could know. Soon his memories were flying around him, he being the center of the whirlwind. Please don't... James said, or maybe he thought, he didn't know. The whirlwind was going faster and faster, the furious wind made him spin and for the first time James felt the pressence of his naked body, with arms and legs extended and being shaken by the tornado he was in. The wind kept going faster, and as it did his extremities started to dissolve in it like sand. There was no pain, yet the horror bit James' heart. This is... the end. He thought that maybe he was dying, wherever and for whatever reason. Maybe it was hell. And just like that the whirlwind consumed James' body and then disappeared, leaving nothing but the darkness that had been watching it all from everywhere and nowhere.
But there was a light.
The light radually strengthened, and James knew that this was not the end. His body was be gone. But I.... He was still tired, but he gathered all the energy left in him to fly through the blackness into the light. Slowly he advanced, and when the light was becoming too much to bear he fell, and a second later he hit the ground with such an uproar that the world around him shattered.

The Ekans' body was shaken violently once, and opening wide open it's eyes it stood on the half of it's body clossest to it's tail for a moment before falling back to the ground. James felt the his heart racing. Where was he? He remembered nothing, not even of the dream he had had a few minutes ago, or were they days? The only thing he knew was the feeling of his body pressed against the cold pleasant grass and the painful pressure on his chest. He held to those feelings with all his might, recalling what pleasure and pain felt like. Yet there was something different. It took him a while to manage it, but he stood once again on one half on his body, shaping and "S" with it. He didn't feel his arms nor his legs, but he thought that it was ok somehow. At this time he noticed that he couldn't see very well. He had initially blamed it on the usual dizzyness that one has when just woken up, but now he was recovering his senses, and his sight wasn't getting any better. Bending his neck around he saw his his body, shocked by what he saw. He had seen this before, so he stood there watching his long, purple body with blank eyes trying to remember the name. When he remembered he coughed, and forcefully he screamed. "I AM AN EKANSSss" He hissed in the end without noticing. Falling back on the ground, James closed his eyes as once again his chin felt the cold grass. He then involuntarily shook the rattle located on the tip of his tail as it scrubbed the floor left and right. He had no idea of what to think, and he felt strangely tired even though he felt he had been sleeping for a long time.

James then opened his eyes, but didn't move his body, as he noticed Pokémon nearby. As tired as he was, he remained lying on the floor, observing them from where he was, which was somewhat distant from them.

[DEMoGorgon47]

"Victor! Victor! Come out now you young whipper snapper! Enough of your games!" An old, rough voice shouted as the shrubs around the stream shook. Suddenly a large cane ripped through the branches, clearing a large swath through the overgrowth. Through it emerged a large Seismitoed, his grey bulges slightly overgrown and wrinkled. His belly, naturally large, was even larger with slowing of metabolism that was brought with age, and his amphibious skin was much looser than it had been in the days of his youth.

"Sorry grampa Alexander!" called a young voice through the undergrowth. There was a small sound of branches crushing and then appeared a small Tympole, bouncing and flopping around on its belly, randomly vibrating at moments. "I thought I heard something over through the bushes in that clearing."

"Don't be foolish Victor," snapped the Grandpa Alexander, his large and sagging buldges shaking in disapproval. "When I was younger hearing strange voices was crazy, all the girls would avoid you, and their parents would shun you from their gaze."

"Grandpa Alexander, you are so strange sometimes," laughed the small and light-hearted Tympole. "Why do you always--"

"Hush!" the large bellied Seismitoed snapped cutting off his young grandson. "Did you hear that. It came from the clearing. Come along Victor, we must see what is making this noise." Then with a deep huff in an attempt to shake off his slowness of age, he took a mighty swipe with his cane a lurched forward towards the clearing.

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Dante's question went unanswered, unsurprisingly. Of course no one knew what had happened, they were just as lost as he was. He looked around at the motely crew of young, confused, and scared Pokemon. Some were talking to the air, trying to figure out what had happened. Others seemed to ask him, singling him out as a Pokemon with answeres, despite being in no better state than they.

"I--I," Dante started, trying to address the confusion, but suddenly there was a loud burst through the trees by the stream, followed by the shaking of the ground as heavy footsteps strcuk the earth.

The entire group of Pokemon spun around to see the source of the tremendous sound. They all gasped as the cane bearing Seismitoad emerged, followed closely by a bouncing Tympole.

"Ho ho! How goes there you young whipper snappers! What is a crew such as yourselves doing in such a remote place?"

Dante stared for a moment at the imposing Pokemon. Whether by his own consciousness or by a primitive instinct he felt the need to flea from its prescence. "Uh, uh..."

"Spit it out now!" the Seismitoed snapped.

"Granpa! Stop it! They are clearly scared!" hissed the Tympole. "Don't mind him, he's just a bit grumpy these days. His name is Alexander, and I am Victor. Nice to meet," Victor said with a joyful bounce. "And who might you all be."

(Bunnying guys, sorry, just keep it moving. I am assuming you all introduced yourselves... whether happily or begrudgingly.)

Breif introductions were made, all varying in length, but having one aspect in common: the mention of being human were nyxed. By some unknown and unspoken consent, all felt the need to not say it, for fear of being shunned or thought of as crazy.

"I see," said Grandpa Alexander, "amnesia you say. That is dreadful. Your families must be terribly concerned. Well, come with me, if your families went anywhere to find you, it would be Miracle City. Come along now, I shall be your guide to the city, and from there we shall see how we can help you young folk!." With another large huff, Grandpa Alexander stood up, his belly and buldges shaking with each step, and walked off through the swath of path cut by his cane.

The small group looked at each other, but with the encouragement of Victor, they followed the large Seismitoed.

[Silver Fox]

Alex was the few who moved a bit away from the others, remaining completely silent as she only examined each individual thoroughly before just staring at the sky. She never liked talking nor interacting with people, she knew that much. Or at least at the moment it didn't and she doubted her personality had changed. As the toad pokemon came out, she was one who didn't gasp, just examine like she did with the others and remain silent. He vulpix didn't introduce herself nor did she show much of any emotion other then slight confusion and frustration. She felt no fear, only slight curiousity for the mystery. Several pokemon who claim to have been human, turn up here without a memory? Try as she might, she could not remember anything that had occured before this. Yes she should also be worried that these two new arrivals were talking, but she only shrugged it off uncaringly.

As the other pokemon seemed to follow the elder, she slowly stood and followed with a slow stride. Trying to get used to four legs. Her blue eyes blinked slowly. As her fluffy tails twitched a little, her ears constantly moving as she listened to her surroundings.

[Iatos]

Waking up to the singing of birds, or more like idle chatter and somewhat screaming that followed in the distance. Tifanie opened her eyes seeing the ground below her as she sat leaned towards the trunk of a tree above the ground on a branch. She looked left and right and could see a large group of figures on the move not much further away, and by a quick look to her black hands she realized she was something alike them. In her hands were claws and it felt like many of her features was different, or...was they like they were supposed to be?. It was hard to tell as she had little memory, if she was once human or had always been like this was hard to say, possible this was reality and she just awoke from a weird dream. She assumed that she should follow the others and carefully climbed down from the tree. She kept to the darkness and shadows as it felt most natural for her, and also because it felt like she couldn't trust those other beings just yet.

She had little time to freak out, not that she really had felt the need to as the others did. But she had always been a person who adapt quickly to changes, it was her greatest asset for survival during any circumstances. What she would need was easy to figure out, even without her memory she could tell that she would need to eat, drink and sleep somewhere. And wherever this large group were moving, there should be food and water. She could leave finding a place to sleep for later, she figured if she slept in a tree and were still alive it was hopefully not too dangerous outside. She could see a huge pokémon up front and assumed it were the leader of the group, and perhaps if she stayed in the shadows or by the pokémon lingering far behind, no one would even notice her. Besides, the easiest place to hide was inside a large group of different beings. And usually rather safe as there was many bodies around to take possible attacks.

It looked to her very possible that this group also knew exactly where they are heading. But she felt like it was a good idea to take it slow and carefully, less talking and minding her own business would be for the greater good right now, she did not want to catch attention. But she stayed close to those that were furthest behind in the group.