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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Hm? Oh, woop, sorry. Didn't know it was my turn to post. I'll get a post up in a sec.

Dragon's Awakening

"Hrmph." Connor grunted, the growing pain in his body fading. "I'll see what I can do."

Connor raised a long, thick arm to his back, feeling over the wound with his fingers. It seemed to have completely disappeared. There were still some faults located around his arms and legs, but the Dracoavian had done a great patch up job on him. He might as well return the favor before it gets shot or bleeds out. It's speech pattern already seemed to be slightly slurred, it's rather eyes heavy and milky. Connor stared at the dragon and the Phoenix fighting in midair.

Connor tread toward the two, who quickly soared past his head, an aerial battle. The Phoenix sent a broiling fireball toward the dragon. The sphere of glowing white flames exploded upon contact with the dragon's head, singing it's and burn marks already appearing. You're already in too deep. His subconscious whispered to him. Just leave now. You're in the forest already, you're safer now Han in the city, you have to go East now. Connor hesitated.

Usually, Connor wouldn't quite be the one to hesitate. He would usually quickly agree, as long as what he had to do was fair and he had the time for it. But that was before the damn apocalypse of walking blobs of jello. Connor held back, but soon decided that his subconscious could go right ahead and screw itself. He picked up a small, young pine tree, feeling the rough bark cracking and groaning under his grip. He raised it, gripping it tight with both hands.

The dragon swooped by again, and he swung at the air. However, he missed, and the dragon soared past him, trailing after the Phoenix. The phoenix's fiery orange plume and the dragon's rouge scales made the pair look like a flickering flame flying from an even hotter ember. Connor readied the pine tree again. Trees were always handy when trying to hit something. They were tough, thick, and durable, and always helped to extend the arm.

He swung the pillar of wood again, and this time, he felt the prickly leaves of the evergreen bending to the dragon. He managed to just barely damage one wing, and the dragon seemed to momentarily lose control of it's speed. It did a couple of lazy loops on the air before returning to it's more regular flying. However, it decided to get back at Connor by swooping by his hip, leaving a long claw mark across it before returning to it's chase for the Phoenix,

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Well, it's always more fun to play the bad guy than the good guy.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Hex tailed the group through the cavernous, dark tunnel, seemingly stretching out quite a bit. Apparently, they had "Guard Dogs" which they kept around to scare off intruders. They seemed to work pretty well. She hadn't seen a wild pokemon since they're first time in the chasm. After a long ways of traveling, they finally arrived at the surface. In the distance, a lone, massive city stood tall. It's buildings were not built from wood, however. They appeared to be made out of hard, cold rock, similar to the material that a Graveler or Golem was made up of. The architecture style was quite interesting, also. Allure Town seemed to stick with smaller, more simple houses, while Scale City had towering spikes of rock. That, however, was not the only peculiar thing about the town. The only inhabitants seemed to be dragons all around. A town with the name scale city, she presumed, would probably only have that type. Several Dragonite flew in and out of the town, flying high above. Haxorous, Garchomp, and Flygon cluttered the city, flying in and through the streets, peering out of windows and staring down at the city. It was quite the sight, considering most of her time was spent in an enclosed space.

"Wow.." Hex said, looking over the looming city in the distance. She glanced behind her, looking at the others. For a small moment, it seemed Matt and Josh had fallen behind the group, but they quickly picked up their pace. "I've never seen a place like this. It's huge."

She briefly fluttered ahead of the group, a habit which she had begun to do more and more as time passed. She took a quick, overhead glance at the city. Hex flew high, her wings whistling and shuttering quickly as she drifted into the air. Overhead, the city was still surprisingly massive, taking up quite a bit of space around the mountain. It was amazing that the dragon types had somehow figured out a way to create such amazing structures. It would've taken a pokemon with great prowess or intelligence to create such a city. Her amazement to Allure Town was completely nothing compared to this city. She soared back down to ground level, fluttering alongside the group of explorers. "This place is awesome!" She exclaimed, looking over the city giddily. She cleared her throat. "I mean, this city looks like a wonder of architecture." She glanced at Terra's backpack, the Axew plush sticking it's head out of the bag. Hidden underneath, the Victini egg lay. The egg of a legendary would be pretty valuable. If she didn't hide it, it would quickly be stolen by thieves. The Axew plush made a good cover for it.

Dragon's Awakening

Connor stood, the bronze golem lying at his feet, breathing heavily. However, the battle was not over yet. Dragons and gryphons and various forms of creatures still fought at the opposing force. It was not a great battle, however. There were few participators, and the ones that were at each other's throats were not at all great or massive in size.

It was like watching two small ants go at each other. He was not completely sure which ones he should've been fighting for, or who was allied with another. He didn't have quite the time to simply ask which side he should have been fighting for, so instead, took a seat on the bronze golem's body, watching them fight it out. It was quite entertaining, actually, like sitting down to watch TV.

They were quite occupied with each other at the moment, and didn't seem to really notice the hulking brute looming over them, his shadow overtaking the both of them. The emerald plume of the Dracoavian was speckled with blood as he fought the dragon in a battle. The Phoenix attempted to help the Dracoavian with a rolling ball of flames at the dragon's back, who became angered and attacked the Phoenix, leaving only the Gryphon to attack the Dracoavian once more. Connor stared at the small creatures fighting by his feet, calling out in tiny voices with interest.

The Dragon had a clawed hand against the Gryphon's throat, a threatening grin on it's face. Connor stared at the dragon briefly, who seemed to be having quite the time. So, I guess I hit the dragon? Connor thought to himself, looking down at the pair. He flinched, his back screeching in pain, but stood up, brushing dust off of his knees and lap.

He walked over to the battling pair, bended down, and wrapped his stone, clumsy fingers around the dragon. He pulled up his fist slowly. The dragon fought and bear at him, roaring obscenities to him as Connor held him. The dragon just barely fit his fist; luckily, it probably wouldn't have if his fist was actually in proportion to his body.

He tightened his grip, but inadvertently created several large slits between his knuckles, and the dragon's wings were released from his grip. The dragon beat at the air with it's wingspan. Clearly, it was strong, as Connor could actually feel the air shoving against him, trying to pull him down and take him out. Another strong gust came from the dragon as it beat it's wings once again, even more air being dispersed.

The dragon's wings were massive, and even while his body was restricted, they could easily beat at the air with full strength. One more gust, and Connor's hands came loose, the dragon freeing itself and flying into the air, it's red scales twirling. The dragon grimaced at him, staring at the golem, before suddenly launching itself at it. It swooped by him, claws outstretched, and left behind long, etching claw marks across his side. Connor's groaned in pain, feeling the marks left behind from the attack.

The dragons stared at him from behind, laughing before turning back to the Phoenix. Connor hoped that the thing got away while he was wrestling with the dragon.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Ridlins said
Do I even want to know what that guy posted?

I would not recommend it. Something something corpses and something something dog skin and parsley.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Hex yawned, her eyes heavy and dull. "What time is it, anyway? Feels a little early." She commented, her voice slightly slurred from drowsiness. She looked around for a window, before realizing she was in in a cave. "Huh. Well, I guess we gotta go on that mission, huh?" She started up her wings, and soon, they were flittering rapidly, creating a slight, quivering shimmer in the air. The wings picked her up, displacing air from under her, and she fluttered up.

Hex followed Terra and Anthony into the cramped, cold cave. The close details of the dream were already beginning to fade, as was the warmth in her face and the growing sweat. It involved fire. She always hated fire. It had plagued the young combee her entire life. Even in the forest, fire types were always trouble. They would show, their white hot flames flickering, and start a growing dry fire in the area. It always took the combined efforts of some water wild pokemon to stamp out the fire, dousing it down and scaring away the troublesome fire types. There was always that crispy, bitter ash smell after the fire that she despised. Her hate for fire didn't help when she was weak to it. The slightest ember, the closest flickering flame, and her wings would be set alight and burned to a blackened, charred crisp. Fire was always a problem. It could set the hive alight, or it could damage the soldier Beedrill, or it could cripple a scout, or it could do something even nastier. She continued on down the cramped cave, forced to fly low in order not to hit the stalagmites hanging off of the ceiling. Terra seemed to know where she was going, but Hex had no idea how she managed to get through all this hard stone and rock. Jagged and rough edges covered the walls and ceilings, dangerous to anyone too big for the small tunnel. Water dripped from the roof of the tunnel, coming down in steady drips, the sound of the clink echoing down the otherwise silent tunnel. There was a soft, dull footstep, a wet cough, and occasional shuffle. It was rather awkward in the cave, having to huddle low to avoid the cramped walls and roof.

"Pretty small tunnel." She commented, trying to break the silence. "Is there something else in here? Feels like there's something else in here." A low, gristly hum filled the cavern, like a white noise. It was like something was growling.

Dragon's Awakening

KaBling said
Interesting fact: I shot a gun before, although seeing as I'm talking to Americans, you guys have probably shot more guns than me; I've only shot a pistol and a sniper rifle....Argh.

That's so stereotypical. Oh, you like pistols because you're American, blah blah blah.

Well you dirty commies need to learn that Americans use only the manliest form of gun, the AK47, which we shoot into the stars while screaming FREEDOM and BLAME OBAMA to the Gods above.

Dragon's Awakening

Connor stumbled back, the blow to his arm significantly damaging. A large crack sound filled the air, followed by several pebbles and rubble of broken stone fell from his arm. Connor stared at it. There was a large, snaking crack located around his joints. It could do definitely hinder him, but right now wasn't the time to sit down and try to fix it.

"Augh.." Connor muttered, raising a hand to his arm, wincing as he felt the crumbling stone. "You hit hard." Connor threw another fist toward the bronze plated golem. However, the golem caught the attack, knowing what was coming, and threw another punch at Connor's own large chest, knocking him back. Connor slid through the forest, beige dust billowing up around him and felling any trees in his way, before sliding to a stop. The bronze golem's movements and actions were swift and precise, unlike his more loose, swinging attacks. He barely had time to regain himself before the golem charged Connor, it's bronze armor gleaming and shiny metal arms Conor's stone thudding against each other dully. Connor smashed a clenched fist into the bronze golem's lower abdomen. The golem buckled briefly, and Connor took his chance to smash another stone fist into the golem's face. The golem fell to it's knees, it's hands flying to it's face. When Connor's fist came back, large chunks of bronze metal came with it.

The bronze golem slowly rose again, dropping it's hands. Clearly, it's face was rather badly disfigured. Bronze plating was cracked and dented, and a large chunk of it's face was completely missing. The lower abdomen was clearly badly damaged a large plate dented inward. Out of no where, the bronze golem threw another fist at Connor, and a massive crack appeared in his arm. A swift kick to shin brought him down to his knees.

The bronze golem brought it's two fists together, raising it above his head, and brought it back down on Connor's back. "Stay.. down!" The golem uttered out, clearly fatigued from the battle. Connor fell to the floor, a massive crack in his back. The bronze golem gave a kick, and Connor gasped. Another. And another. It was a bit overkill for a golem who was half beaten to death. The bronze golem attempted to give another, but Connor caught it midway.

Connor grabbed the leg and pulled it down. Searing, white hot pain flared through his arm and back as the bronze golem came crashing down. Connor grabbed a nearby tree that hadn't yet been collapsed by the subsequent damage of the fight, still trying to get up. Trees seemed to be rather handy nowadays. Anything really in grabbing distance worked. Connor attempted to beat the golem, but the bronze one grabbed it before he could and threw it aside.

There went trees. Time for the usual way. Connor knocked his fist into the bronze golem's face, and yet again, and again. Pain was flaring up, but he ignored it. Adrenaline would've been pumping through his veins if he weren't a giant living rock. The bronze golem's movements became less swift and precise as Connor beat the golem's face in. Each hit, more damaged was caused. Bronze gave away, cracked, or simply dented. The golem threw some of it's own punches back, but most were weak. Eventually the golem just stopped moving in general.

Connor got up, panting for breath. The bronze golem lay on the ground, dust settling around the body, collapsed trees surrounding it. The battle took quite the toll on him. The bronze golem was strong, didn't hold back. And it didn't get away without doing some bad damage to him. Pain flared up on his back, the crack groaning as he moved. This is what happens when you give to charity, Connor. He thought, briefly reaching for his back.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Hex lay resting, comfortably in the bed. Darkness had set in, and seemed to press her down, covering her like a blanket. Her rest was not dreamless, however. The events playing out in her mind were rather chaotic, not quite as lucid as she had hoped.

"Just need to get out.. just gotta get out."

I pushed through the flaming rubble, coughing raucously, the flames licking my wings and body. Fire had completely engulfed our house that night, and screams rung out throughout the air, drowned out by the flickering and the crackling. I coughed again, nearly tripping over an ashy support pillar I'm going to die. I realized, as I gave another cough. I could feel the ash settling into my skin. I inhaled another shaky breath of smoke before coughing once again. My lungs felt restricted, like they were coated in ash, like they were on fire. I slowly climbed through the flaming wood. The pain was intense. I felt like I was about to die every step I took. However, I made it to the charred rubble of her room. If I could just get her out, everything would be alright. Everything would be fine. It wouldn't matter if I died, she still had years and years ahead of her. I stumbled into her room, to see she was still sleeping, hanging upside down on a quickly burning wooden beam. I shook her awake.

"Fern, time to go. We need to get out." I whispered, my throat to weak to speak loudly. It sounded odd in my ears. "We need to get out now."

I gave a glance toward mom and dad's room. Could they make it out..? I hugged Fern tightly, hiding her under one wing. The air seemed to distort before me, shimmering, which I imagine was due to the growing heat. I was sweating buckets, drenched in my own sticky sweat. "Stark..?" Fern whispered, trying to push through my wing. "Just stay under there, and try not to breathe too much." I coughed out once again. I slowly stumbled to their room, but just as I was about to walk in, a flaming support beam crashed down before me, barring off the entrance. "NO!" I tried to yell! but my voice was too weak. I scratched at the door, as more flaming pillars and beams crashed around me. No.." The white hot fire was all around, getting closer.. it was too close.. I was going to..

Hex awoke, suddenly rising. She seemed to be drenched in sweat, like the dream. "Ugh." She mumbled, rising up out of the hot blankets. "Bad dream." She fluttered off, out of the bed. "Really bad dream."