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Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Sofia Stien - The Cruise Room

The question of whether alcohol tasted good would have to wait it seems, Jason was busy making a speech. There were quite a few people here, but Sofia didn't know any of them very well. There really wasn't much for her to say and there really wasn't much for her to do. After all, she was only here because the rest of the Jacks were. This was a whole lot of people grouped up to take down Patriarch, he must be pretty scary. Mind control... yeah Sofia could understand why people wouldn't like that. Losing control of yourself, Sofia thought back to the warehouse when she hadn't been able to use her powers. Something like that for the rest of her life sounded horrible. Jason was here though, so everything would definitely be fine.

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

_{@PlatinumSkink@Joshua Tamashii}

Wha- What was this? The trainer had just attacked Amelia! Was she with one of the teams? Whatever the reason, the more important thing was to do something. Dawkin released Pichu and Whooper immediately, "Use Thundershock and Water gun to protect her!" Dawkin ordered them, releasing his other two Pokemon immediately afterwards. Whooper was obedient as always, spitting a burst of water at the streched arms, Pichu's own electric attack following a similar path. Atlas and Tyrunt at his side as well, though not leaping into action as of yet. According to his Pokedex, that Cofagrigus was at least level 34... Which meant neither Dawkin nor Amelia would be able to inflict practically any damage to it, much less any other Pokemon that girl could bring out. "If you don't back off I'll bring help, you don't think you can fight the entire town do you?" Dawkin called out to Angelique. It was unlikely that she could deal with all of them and their Pokemon quickly enough to be for her to get... whatever it was that she wanted from Amelia before they got help. Dawkin definitely had some questions that needed answering.

Action: Intervene

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x3 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote
x1 Moon Stone

Pokédollars: 7545p.

Pokémon

Aron

100%

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 11
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt, Metal Claw
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the Pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

100%

Gender: Female
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 9
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport, Mud Shot
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Pichu

100%

Gender: Male
Type: Electric
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 9
Moves: Thundershock, Charm, Tail Whip
Ability: Static, may paralyze other Pokémon on contact.
Held Item: Dragon Scale.

Tyrunt

Tyrunt

Gender: ♂
Type: Rock/Dragon
Personality: Affectionate, likes to nibble on things, and gets distracted easily
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: To be discovered
Level: 5
Moves: Tail Whip, Tackle
Ability: Strong Jaw. Increases the power of biting-based moves.
Held Item: None.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

Titania

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Titania came down the stairs only to see the passage they were to escape through already had enemies in it. Rather than gasping in surprise, the sound Titania let out was more of a growl, only enhanced by the fact that she could see a Grado Knight under attack. Titania moved towards the knight just as the whoosh of wingbeats came overhead, it seemed Isolode had the same idea, that action was to be taken. Titania ran ahead, wasting no time in switching to her more powerful Mend staff, when lives were on the line there was no time to be stingy. She aimed to get behind the knight as quickly as possible and heal any wounds they had/were about to take. "Stay strong!" she shouted to the surrounded knight, pleased to see Isolode immediately move to help by flanking the opposing forces, hopefully the others of their small group would be so action-minded.

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

_{@PlatinumSkink@Joshua Tamashii}

A cactus grass-type pokemon? That could be useful. At this point in time going in pratically any direction offered Pokemon he could use to round out his team. For now, "I am interested in learning more about the cactus Pokemon, what is the best way to go about finding one of those?" He could think of a few things but it would be best to make use of this information while it was available. Better to not need and have than need and not have after all; plus they had said they would help out in information about a specific Pokemon. After that Dawkin would step out and begin heading towards the dessert, he still had his repels and his Pokemon were in pristine condition, so there was no more prep work he needed to do at the moment. Pichu wouldn't get much use here, but Whooper would do fine against the groun- huh? Dawkin paused amidst his musings, halted by a chill going up his spine. A glance around revealed the street he was on was rather desolate except for- Amelia? Not so surprising, more so was the rather ghastly looking women with an even more fearsome Pokemon behind her. Dawkin reflexively took his out Pokedex to identify the creature while Angelique stared down Amelia. Did the two know each other?

Action: Encounter Amelia(7.1)

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x3 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote
x1 Moon Stone

Pokédollars: 7545p.

Pokémon

Aron

100%

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 11
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt, Metal Claw
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the Pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

100%

Gender: Female
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 9
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport, Mud Shot
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Pichu

100%

Gender: Male
Type: Electric
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 9
Moves: Thundershock, Charm, Tail Whip
Ability: Static, may paralyze other Pokémon on contact.
Held Item: Dragon Scale.

Tyrunt

Tyrunt

Gender: ♂
Type: Rock/Dragon
Personality: Affectionate, likes to nibble on things, and gets distracted easily
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: To be discovered
Level: 5
Moves: Tail Whip, Tackle
Ability: Strong Jaw. Increases the power of biting-based moves.
Held Item: None.

Pokémon: Start

Finals this week so I might be abit slow on updating, but saturday I'll be back in the groove.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

I'm fine with the last map as is.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

Titania

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It was an odd situation Titania found herself in. She'd never have thought she'd find herself before the Emperor of Grado in person, barely ahead of an invading army who was trying to save the world by destroying a nation and it's treasure. She didn't know why Rausten believed destroying the Sacred Stone would get rid of the monsters, but even if it did, this wasn't the right way to go about it. Could her own mother have been one of those behind spreading the idea? Titania shook such notions from her head. She relieved that she had been able to get here and help before the invading army had arrived, though not by much. Titania was alert, eyes roaming over the intimidating figures before her. Emperor Rioga was even more intimidating then she though he would be and he spoke with overwhelming authority. Titania's eyes moved to the Fire Emblem. That little thing was what all this trouble was about huh? She'd read and heard about it naturally, but seeing such a legendary item in person was an interesting experience. Titania wasn't sure if it was alluring or frightening. Princess Reina, a girl who looked no older than Titania, stepped forward and took it solemnly.

The emperor continued speaking, addressing each of them in turn. Taking after Isolode's salute in her own way, Titania bowed when he mentioned her. "Of course sir, though I couldn't possibly be so callous as to leave when someone needs to my help." She said, keeping her tone cheerful despite the gravity of the situation. What came next was rather surprising, they each received a curious looking stone from a shaman named Aldo. Upon catching it, breathing an internal sigh of relief as she managed to avoid fat fingering it, unlike a certain Wyvern Rider, Titania was shocked to find an overview of the castle they were at, people included. The stones were explained and Titania used it once more to get a grasp of the situation before carefully putting it away into the satchel that hung at her side. This would be incredibly helpful for the small party to escape while avoiding conflict as much as possible.

Titania was quiet as Isolode and Reina gave their goodbyes. It was a sobering moment, after all, it was quite likely those leaving would never see those they left again. Feeling that anything she could say wouldn't be important enough given the situation, Titania opted instead to move after Aldo towards the Prison: trusting someone else to take the coin pouch that had been offered, it wouldn't make much sense for her to take it. They couldn't wait around here forever, the brief view she'd taken with the tactictian's stone had made that clear. The Heal stave she held in her hands as well as the Mend stave slung on her back were equally heavy, more so from the thought that they might soon be needed than any physical qualities.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

Most of my post is written up, I'll be sure to get it finished this sunday.

Mana-Script Academy: Alteration

Samson Tristoff

_{@MagusDream@FSM}

It seemed his dorm-mates were rather inattentive. Agni had ignored his comment and Russ managed to miss the fact that Samson had just introduced himself. Restraining a sigh Samson kept a simple smile on his face and replied to Celica Crystallia Estelise, "Very good, I'm sure we'll get along well enough." He could sympathize with a distaste for special treatment. Her tendency to refer to people as 'sir' was interesting, but not really bothersome. "Samson Tristoff. If the bed has no one at it, it's free for you to take." Samson said simply, answering both of Russ's questions.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Amon Relmeral

_{Arc 2: Day 2
One Night in Hell
@The 42nd Gecko}

Amon had been having a fairly good night. The bar was rather pleasant, the atmosphere was nice, he'd gotten the number of a cute girl, and he was trying some drink he'd never had before, at half the price too! All in all it was shaping up to be a good night. It was at least, before some yelling occurred, Amon ignored it, but it turned out to be the calm before the storm. Amon wasn't exactly sure what the source of the storm was, but a storm it most certainly was. Before Amon could put his drink down a deafening blare of sound and force rippled across the building, knocking Amon off his seat, and his head promptly into the floor.

After some period of time, Amon was unsure exactly how long, he found himself lying on the floor. Upon attempting to move he was subsequently informed by his body there was a rather sizable piece of rubble on his chest, there was a very sensitive bump on his head, and his right hand was in incredible pain. From what he could see, at least one of his fingers was pointing the wrong way, the sight of it giving Amon a most uneasy and nauseous feeling.

Taking this information into account Amon let out a whimper of pain and freed his chest from the confining material with his left hand, in a very slow and careful fashion, as to not cause more undue pain. Wounds in the form of minor pain like small burns, stubbed fingers, and kicks to the shin he was familiar with, this not so much.

Amon found to his relief that breathing was now much easier, with a literal weight off his chest, but still difficult due to the dust in the air. It seemed his spot at the bar had been as good one as any, as the counter had crudely sheltered him when he had fallen off his seat. After laying there for a few moments, considering just how and why his perfectly good night, as well as job prospect was ruined, a 'ping' went through his mind, like his brain was receiving a telephone call.

Willing or Wounded

Willing and Wounded, Amon responded to the mental telephone, hoping that his attempt at sending a clear message back through was successful. Was this thing two-way? Healing was out of the question for him, but he had a reasonable amount of Vis that would be more helpful to whoever was playing telephone then to him at the moment and Amon was more than willing to share.