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Time flies, right?

25/06/2024

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Name: Levita

Species: Drifloon

Gender: Female

Moves:
— Gust (Flying / Special)
— Astonish (Ghost / Physical)
— Payback (Dark / Physical)
Tailwind (Flying / Status)

Bio: To Levita, she was born into the most awesome and coolest family she had ever met. Her mother was Saniri, a Chandeleur, and her father was Sirus, a Drifblim, the latter which was a renowned explorer. She also had an older brother, Cobust, which was at first a Litwick at youth, then a Lampent when he was older. Sirus simply claimed that her brother's evolutionary line had a faster pace...though Levita saw that as only a lie to make her feel confident about herself, and she continuously envied her older brother throughout her youth, who seemed to always be one step ahead of her. Once he evolved, the Drifloon sword that she was going to work as hard as she can to surpass her brother, no matter the cost.

But other than her rivalry of her elder sibling, Levita loved the fame that went along with her father. Whenever Sirus had the time, Levita would always persuade her father to do a Shadow Ball, a Stockpile and Spit Up, and occasionally his special Thunderbolt move. Every time, she would be astonished by her father's flashy moves, and often try to copy it herself with failure. At night, Saniri would tell her wonderful stories from wandering evil Pokemon having their life force sucked out of them, or of spiritual possessions and Yamask's secrets. To Levita, little went wrong with her life, and she couldn't be happier.

Until she realized the harsh reality of life. Levita finally realized how intolerant and cynical Pokemon could be; there was always news of some bandit capturing this, someone stealing that. Tragedy had struck the family as well, as Levita's father Sirus, who she always idolized, had suddenly disappeared on one of his journeys, which sent Levita, Cobust, and their remaining mother into a depression; from depression came determination, however. Both Levita and Cobust had decided to continue on their father's legacy of explorers — Levita was convinced that her father was dead and wanted to gain the fame her father had wanted, while Cobust wanted to investigate on their father's disappearance by joining into a powerful guild — Levita did not know which guild it was, but it was certain they were going to be traveling down different paths. With what she could carry with her light weight, Levita went off to be an independent explorer, who generally took up jobs any time, anywhere, while remaining unaffiliated with any guild.

And even after this period of time, Levita still had a long way to build up the fame her father had...but she was going to achieve that goal no matter what. With her cheery attitude and her street-smarts, Levita was going to rise.

Appearance: Levite does not appear very different from other Drifloons; the only few visual differences are the ends of her strands, which appear like rounded triangles instead of hearts, and the cloud fluff on her head, which is light grey instead of white.

Differences: Drifloon has inherited one of her several family's moves, Tailwind, which increases the user's speed, from some unknown line. She will evolve into a Drifblim, though it may be later than usual.

(Trivia:
— Levita often daydreams and sketches with her tiny notebook in her belt-satchel.
— Levita can navigate in a directional fashion using her Tailwind and Gust.
— Levita likes scaring other explorers on the road, which often brings her trouble.)

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I'd read it, but I gotta go sleep.
<Snipped quote by Lugia>

Wait, we did? I don't remember hearing about that

@Sumable

Woah man, the hell?! Why did you make Tini's frying pan assault knock a Pokemon's eye out of it's socket? Don't you think that's going too far? Hell, Pokemon can take worse things then a physically weak Dratini hitting them in the head with a frying pan without being permanently injured.

Even Miles couldn't kill a Pokemon in the end.
psted
After an uneventful trip, we entered the swamp and found our client. It was there I had noticed the scar on my face had stopped glowing, becoming a mere purple slash. I was slightly uneasy about this place, considering how it was a swamp and that almost anything in here could kill you. i.e, a Ditto disguised as a tree. It WAS plausible considering tree Pokemon exist in this world. The place smelled like mud and some weird non-Pokemon creatures kept buzzing around us. "So, we're here. What do you want us to do? Find a doomsday device disguised as a yellow blob of horse bones?"

Sure enough, he wasn't kidding. He zoomed off even faster than Spruce usually did, apparently THAT determined to get that gummi. "Why'd he even bother hiring us?" Originally a thought, it kinda leaped out of my mouth. Thank Arceus he stopped on Spruce's command and came to his senses. I followed Spruce and Celes, jumping (or rather springing upwards) at the sight of a flame. It was just a will-'o-the-wisp, a natural phenomenon. I used to watch a few of those pop out of nowhere in a swamp near our community. I miss those days. More alarmingly as I returned to reality, I realised I had grown quite paranoid of my surroundings. God knows if I'll end up harming my teammates over some ridiculous tree looming in the wind.

John had apparently stopped to explain how empowered this supposed gummi was. If anything, that sounded like... 'magic.' I never really believed in magic - every attack that sprouted out a laser beam or caused an explosion was surely the result of some ridiculous, admittedly arbitrary science. Nevertheless, still science. Thousands of years of nuclear bombs couldn't change the laws of the universe, let alone Arceus' mighty powers. I swatted a few of those flying black dots, wondering how these pests still survived to this day.

I didn't really pay attention to anything else while narrating. I did glance over to John when he called someone ugly, supposedly me. Though, he was pointing at the figure behind me - Celes. Somehow, John wasn't affected by Celes' witchcraft. "What are you, gay?" I blurted out, my face a mix between a smile and contempt.

I was to laugh, but suddenly Celes - who was the one who warned me about being overly excessive in force (excluding Kamina) - had threatened our client, whipping his back as if it was appropriate. "Oi! Stop harming our client! Keep yourself in check!" With that, I span back to face a Ditto... or rather, Spruce. Well, one of them was a doppelganger. I was somewhat confused, though I didn't have time to pick between the two. I let Kamina and his odd war-cry take care of Spruce/Ditto, while rushed to protect our client. Sure enough, a Sludge Bomb (which no one else picked up on) was pelted towards John. I essentially killed two birds; first off, I shielded John from the attack, preventing an instant contract failure as my back faced the force of the bomb. Second, because I was steel, the attack was a joke. Bit like last time. And the time before that. In fact, pretty much every fight we've been has included at least one type I was resistant/immune to. Quickly I confronted the Grimer, holding out both of my magnets as I zapped two lightning bolts to it. Unusually, the attack was much brighter. And bigger. And damaged me!

"Oh, Arceusdammit- METHANE!" I forgot we were in a swamp. I created an explosion which instantly forced the Grimer back into a swamp. John had cowered behind a large rock, and was unaware of such explosion. I coughed a few times, trying to focus on the fight.
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I said at most, but yeah, I see your point.

I assumed 'at most' meant you'd only post once a week. Apparently it doesn't correlate with 'at least.'
That's good. I'll try and post once a week at the very most.

I wouldn't do that.

I've tried that role. This RP's nearly a year old now and we're not even halfway through the story.

I'd do twice a week. You could do once a week, but it doesn't mix well with Lugia.
Sorry KaBling, I respect people at the point they earn it. And if someone throws serious shit upon my face, gate inevitably closes. I stop holding up the "Nice guy" mask and just now leave. Since making shitstorms is reserved to people dumb enough to start them and make them going. I earlier would do it, but time passes. And everything changes.

Maybe Lugia did asked me for help. However I stated I want to work on my own here. At the very least if co-operation must end, I at least want my content to be removed. If my time put in this is wasted, let the fruits of it be wasted too. This may be a sign of being vengeful, however that is the way I am.

I'd comment at the sudden snarkiness of your statement, but clearly that wouldn't be appropriate.

If that's the case, then I suggest you leave.

I got nothing more to say. All I can say is it was nice knowing you, even if the beginning wasn't quite as we pictured it. I expect Lugia to respect your decision to pull out with all your content, though unfortunately I'm not him and I don't know his take on this. Do however note there are worse people out there than him - especially me. You don't seem too antagonistic towards me, so I take that as a good sign. Even more symbolic, I'm not swearing my ass off but rather trying to talk to you like a normal human being.

Either way, no hard feelings. Good luck with your own content.
Lugia, you're an idoit.

Resolve, you're stubborn.

Guys, please stop making me have to resolve (pun not intended) childish bickering between yourselves. I've already had to do it with ALL of you at one point, then it was with Sumable and a few others. I'm getting quite annoyed with you people.

Tips when talking: don't insult or even jab at each other. It never works well.

Right then. The fundamental issue lying here is the fact tabletop RPs are overly complicated and never really work (at least in my opinion - they could be desirable things for all I know). Therefore, shut up and stop trying to make one.

...

Alright, that doesn't help. Let's assume tabletop RPs are indeed objects of desire. From what I understand (or rather assume, since Evanist's statement was quite bias), you both have very grand plans. Problem is, you two need to get along. I dunno what's wrong with Lugia, but I do know what's wrong with Resolve based on past experiences.

But, it isn't fair to just comment on Resolve's attitude. To be short (because I've had a shit day), stop being stubborn you two. At this point, even I with my pessimistic attitude know what's wrong with you two. Resolve, you need to respect Lugia. Not because he's your master, but rather he's the one who started the idea for the RP. Allow a degree of flexibility in your plans - I learned how important that was two weeks ago. Lugia, try to be calm. No matter what shit is thrown at your face, be reasonable in the face of anger. Only then you'll be the bigger man.

Resolve, you're well-intentioned and know your facts. The way you communicate however leads to difficulties. Try to agree to disagree. Let flexibility in your plans.

Lugia, from all the years I've known you, you need to be somewhat more assertive. Point out this is YOUR idea and that if the other disagrees, then you don't need to work with them. Only if their point doesn't have value or isn't backed up.

I'm fucking tired.
That, and I've been much busier than usual.

Can go as slow as one post a week.
Don't thank me.

I lost my spirit of RPing ages ago. As far as I'm concerned, I miss the old days.
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