Pirouette

Pokémon: Start

❄Erika Olson❄

Pokemon

Sno, Snorunt ♀
Level 10
Status: Fresh


Poli, Poliwag ♀
Level 5
Status: Fresh


Gibs, Gible ♂
Level 9
Status: Fresh


Chic, Torchic ♀
Level 9
Status: Fresh



Chu, Pikachu ♂
Level 8
Status: Warmed Up ₍₇₂₎

Inventory

2 Potion
5 Pokeballs
1 Aspear Berry
1 Guide to Mt. Strength
4150P

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As Erika approached, the chilly evening air was a fresh reminder of home and even though it was nearly a welcomed sensation, it was still cold for being in shorts! Thankfully, Erika was prepared and had tucked away some sweatpants for this exact situation. She quickly slipped them on and with her legs now covered and warm, she proceeded.

Erika had managed to catch up to Joshua but Ewan was no where in sight. "Hey Joshua and Pikachu! I did promise to help you get an Ice-Type so here I am! But yea... it'll be nice to around familiar stuff again." Erika said, glancing up at the mountain. Despite already having an Ice-Type, she wouldn't mind having another one because if there was one thing she knew the most about Pokemon, it was Ice-Types. Speaking of...

Erika hadn't shaken the thought of acquiring a Dawn Stone for the simple fact of having Sno become a Froslass. It was her favorite Pokemon growing up since it was the main character in a childhood book of hers as well as Froslass having a certain mystique. Ghost and Ice. As far as Erika knew, Froslass was the only one like that. That was only one the reasons as Erika took a glance over to Joshua's Pikachu who was happily free roaming. It was with a bit of envy that Erika wanted to do that with Sno, too, but seeing as she was quite heavy and a bit sluggish as a Snorunt, she couldn't do it. With a Froslass, though, she definitely could float around.

"Hmm... I wonder what we will find in there. Even I don't know too much about it..." Erika said, leading on into the cave.

The smaller cavern eventually opened up to a massive chamber that was a sight to behold. The red hues from the setting sun crept in over the top and despite the decreasing light, the cavern had such a unique brilliance. It reminded Erika a lot of Cooldome in the evening as it had a similar effect. It wasn't just the ice or the size that was impressive but this wasn't just some desolate cave, there was activity everywhere. People working to dig items out of the ice but nothing quite as surprising the Wailord still visible in the ice, frozen in time. It was a bit sad to see such a Pokemon stuck and nobody making an attempt to unfreeze. But despite Erika's distaste, she was much to shy to bring up the point and become active about the issue.

Proceeding onward, it wasn't long before they were greeted by a cavern inhabitant. Delibird, another favorite of Erika's, had approached and offered them all a gift. "Thanks so much Delibird!" Erika said, patting the Santa-like Pokemon on the lightly before tucking the Aspear Berry away in her bag.

Erika followed Joshua in a bit as he inspected, mirroring his wandering gaze as well. However it dawned on Erika that the two of them might have conflicted goals in here as Erika focused in on the mining services. "Um... I think I'm going to check around to see what the miners have been digging up. If you wanted to try and capture an Ice Type, I can't picture a better place than some of these caverns. Who knows which ones are hanging around, though?" Erika shrugged, "But if you wanted to go off and try to catch on, I don't want to keep you. I'll probably be somewhere around here." Erika offered as she turned and proceeded onward.

She needed information, exactly what was being unfrozen in these caverns could be anyone's guess but it seemed even Pokemon were possible. To get a better idea of her chances, she needed to ask around but also check the more official places. As she made her way to the larger collection of buildings and miners, she'd start asking around about what people have found in the ice before. With almost every person, she'd ask if they know if Dawn Stones could be found and sometimes ask what Pokemon have been found. Slowly but surely, Erika would drift towards the Miner's Shop to quickly check to see what they had in inventory, again ask about Dawn Stones, before finally setting upon the Miner's Base to start collecting information there. She might even trying mining herself.

Activity

2. Talk. As Erika navigates around the camp, ask what people have found in the ice. Slyly bring up dawn stones.
6.1. Miner’s Base. Investigate how to mine and such
6.2. Miner’s Shop. Just to check what is in stock

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink

Oooh fun. Let's see what's inside. Dawn Stones, I hope.

And speaking of timeline, I also have been thinking it is evening, noting that time shortly after the Trickster's house. Although I think timelines are up in the air in terms of everyone else. o.-

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

Hiyori Kozlovsky

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Where was she? Northern California? It was surprisingly difficult to focus those details as Hiyori's mind wandered elsewhere, auto-piloting herself along the interstate. She could feel a surging sense of something important with every mile she added to her impromptu road trip. Whatever this was, it was consuming her but maybe that's exactly what she wanted. Life before this had been painfully dull and purposeless so with something this strong came, it was almost welcomed.

Hiyori had gone quite a distance for now but reawakening from her drone-like state, she checked her gauges, noting the low fuel situation both in her motorbike and in her stomach. She hadn't eaten at all today. A glance to the side of the road promised an upcoming exit sign with listed options for fuel but food appeared to be only some diner that was either really good or some dive with the potential of food poisoning. Unfortunate but seeing as Hiyori was only looking to get back on the road as soon as possible, she'd steel herself for a chance meal.

As Hiyori's glance moved from the sign back to the road, she noticed first, a crashed bike and a short ways down, the poor sap who crashed. To his luck, It wasn't that far from the next exit but seeing as he had the better half of a mile ahead of him just to an exit, it would take him a bit.

Normally, Hiyori wouldn't care about some sap on the side of the road, especially that close to an exit. However call it a hunch, but when Hiyori's mind settled on the man, she found herself naturally slowing as she pulled to the shoulder a few dozen yards from the man. Keeping her engine warm, she turned and flipped her helmet's visor up. She gave a sharp whistle trying to call even more attention to herself. "Hey! Guy! Hurry up and get on. I'll take you up to the exit." Hiyori hollered, pointing at the man first before pointing ahead as she spoke.

Now assuming the stranger went ahead and hopped on, Hiyori would drive along the shoulder before quickly merging back into traffic for the brief time before the exit. She took the exit and cruised along until she found the gas station. Pulling in, she came to a stop and parked her bike in front of an open station. Hiyori slipped off her bike and flipped up her visor again. "Pretty dumb of you to crash but whatever." She said with a snarky tone. She didn't really mean anything by her comment as she didn't really care all that much, at least initially. "There is probably a phone inside you can use." Hiyori said plainly as she busied herself with fueling her bike.

@mercenarius

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

Hiyori Kozlovsky

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"Get lost."

The bored sounding tone of Hiyori had just enough vinegar behind it to illustrate her dissatisfaction with her uninvited guests but this wasn't Hiyori's place. No, this was only a temporary place for Hiyori to lay her head offering only a futon, a kitchenette, a bathroom around the corner, and a small TV in this studio apartment. Truth was, she didn't know exactly where home was but she sure as shit knew what was hers and when someone was trying to take it.

Her apartment was dimly lit with only a lamp beside the bed illuminating the place as the blackout curtains installed by Hiyori had been pulled shut to allow her a restful day's sleep after a night of illicit activity and yet, the details of the intruders were almost clear as day. these four intruders weren't run of the mill, judging by the scars and tough facades that each individual had. They were likely bruisers for some gang that her syndicate had managed to piss off and while surely they would likely rob the place blind, they were here for one purpose: thin the competition. There were many ways of approaching that but this was obviously one of two things: intimidation or liquidation. The former was only meant to scare people off by beating them, often times badly, while the latter was meant to be killing outright. To Hiyori, it didn't matter what the intention was, it wasn't going to go they way they thought.

The four men hissed and taunted, reassured by their advantage in numbers but that did little to deter Hiyori who sat up from her folded out futon and got to her feet. Hiyori ignored them, only clenching her teeth in an angered scowl as she rolled her neck to get it to crack a few times. This was why she didn't bother with too much furniture.

One of the men made the first move and step forward with a lumbering swing aimed high. Slow, almost unnaturally slow, it was an easy object to duck under as Hiyori's upper body rolled under the punch before she planted herself and threw a closed fist forward and to her surprise, she hit much harder than she thought. Hiyori's fist slammed into the man's stomach and despite the usual reaction of bending forward with a grunt, the man screamed as the sound of cracking bones could be heard. He was knocked off his feet and sent flying fifteen feet back into trendy brick wall that all these trendy city studio apartments had. The man becoming a projectile now, slammed into the wall causing bricks to break and crumble as the unconscious body dropped and slumped to the floor.

The other three men were aghast to see their ally in such a disheveled state, and since these things usually had the leader and strongest making the first move, they were stunned. One glanced back at Hiyori who's expression was unchanged in her rage but internally, she couldn't believe what she just did either. She flicked her head up in a motion of appearing tall, despite being the shortest person in the room by far. "Any of you other shits feel brave enough? Or are you going to take my final offer and fuck off." The three men backed away and Hiyori cracked her knuckle. "Take your friend with you. Otherwise I'll just toss him out the window." She threatened and that was enough to discourage them for trying anything else.

The men hurried scooped their friend off and ran off, leaving Hiyori to close the door behind them. She exhaled sharply in relief but her worries weren't over. What the hell just happened? She had always been abnormally tough in life but never anything quite like this. What's more is that there were other things about herself that was suddenly becoming... vivid? Energized? Dangerous. She felt light and springy all of a sudden and her senses felt engorged with new stimuli. Her head began to swim around with a rush that she immediately headed for her bed, becoming dizzy the next moment before stumbling safety onto her futon. Then as suddenly as that event came, it passed. Leaving Hiyori laying across her futon in the silence of her barren apartment for a time until she heard it. The bell...

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Hiyori spent some time searching around her apartment for that loud sounding bell. It was almost like a churchbell, summoning the lay people for Sunday services but it wasn't the deeper tone but the light tone of what Hiyori would compare to a small pet bell. An unusual sound but at the same time, it was somehow familiar. There was nothing but as time was spent fruitlessly searching, a magnetic urge started to creep into Hiyori's mind and heart. She felt the need to leave and not just because she nearly just killed a man but that the bell was calling her. North, it seemed to pull her and that was all Hiyori could base her next impulsive actions on.

In a few minutes she packed a backpack with some essentials and tied her Katana to her bag, leaving without even locking her door behind her. She reached the garage, put on her helmet and in stereotypical fashion she rode out on a Japanese motorcycle with only the heading of North in her mind. Far North... she needed the interstate. Racing off, she was making pretty good timing for a destination that she had no idea where but judging how far she had gone in a few hours, it seemed like it was out of state...

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

Hiyori Demigod of Valor

Name: Hiyori Kozlovsky

Gender: Female

Age: 23 Years Old

Parent: Yoko Harukichi (Human) + Amos (God)

Powers:
Divine Strength: Like Father, like daughter; Hiyori's strength is that well beyond the average demi-god with capability of even making some gods start to sweat in an arm wrestling match, excluding her father.
Divine Heirloom: There is something about Hiyori's sword that seems magical. It never dulls, cuts through things like butter, and seemingly indestructible.

Backstory:
The story of how the Demigod of Valor came to be starts back in post-World War II. Yoko Harukichi's father was an officer for the Imperial Japanese Army and following their defeat, he was one of the many Japanese that were captured and put to work by the Soviet Union at the time. Several years of hard labor had passed grueling but to Yoko's father, he had nothing else in life with his family perishing in the nuclear denotation of Hiroshima. When his release finally came, he did not have the courage to return to his homeland and settled in Russia as close as he could get to Japan, Vladivostok. There, he married and produced one daughter before his early death from illness.

Hiyori's existence came to be when a chance encounter had occurred between a second generation Japanese immigrant had encountered a mysterious man. A drifter, he was only passing through Moscow where he managed to meet and bed Yoko Harukichi. It was one night but that was all it took for Yoko to become impregnated and set to be married the following week, Yoko became worried about the repercussions of her one night of unfaithfulness. Although considered disrespectful, Yoko remained silent about the affair and married the man, Ivan Kozlovsky, anyway. When it became obvious Yoko was pregnant, the claim was made that she was bearing Ivan's child and went ahead with the pregnancy. To her relief, the child came out blond, just like the father.

Growing up in her childhood and adolescences, Hiyori always had a wild side to her, something that Ivan always believed to have given her. She was tough, almost ruthless, with a hot-temper to match and all those attributes added up to her constantly getting into fights and scraps with the other kids, winning every fair fight and even most of the unfair ones. She had a reputation that was well received in her city and despite being well liked, her relationship with her parents was quite dysfunctional. From the very beginning, Hiyori had always felt like something was off, like some secret was being kept from her. Both her parents had just this aura of really pissing Hiyori off all the time and none so much as her father. Needless to say, this strained their relationship quite a bit, so much so, that when the time came for Hiyori to live independently, she left the country.

Hiyori did not take much with her but she did take something her mother insisted on her keeping. Her grandfather's sword, which was passed down to Yoko. There was a time when Yoko wanted to donate that sword to a museum in Moscow and she almost did. However, the man she had an affair with had discovered the sword and had been very appreciative of it in particular. Yoko did not know why but she felt the urge to keep it there after. With Hiyori, the spawn of that man leaving, she felt it was suspiciously fitting that she hand the heirloom off to her oldest daughter before she left.

Hiyori lived some time in Japan finding work first as a bouncer to some club before her talents of beating the shit out of people were noticed by more "off the beat" types. A smaller syndicate of organized criminals recruited her as muscle for their operations. She was taught a few things but most importantly how to wield her heirloom. This lifestyle had Hiyori believing there was promise, like it was her calling, but a few years and she feels the itch to leave. There is something more out there and she isn't going to be some glorified body guard for the rest of her life.

Motive:
A true Ronin, Hiyori has never really felt comfortable settling down but constantly seeks something in this world. Her life so far has felt unfulfilled as if there is some hidden purpose for her in this world.

Optional Content

Opinions

Other Gods

Desious- Never met.

Amos-

Fiala- Never met.

Hiraga- Never met.

Goehearth- Never met.

Brod- Never met.

Stjerne- Never met.

Zencrux- Never met.
Demigods

Keyla Harms- Never met.

Jericho- Never met.

Nemeria- Never met.

Luke- Uhh... Bad driver. Unimportant, really.
Mortals

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

Hiyori Demigod of Valor

Name: Hiyori Kozlovsky

Gender: Female

Age: 23 Years Old

Parent: Yoko Harukichi (Human) + Amos (God)

Powers:
Divine Strength: Like Father, like daughter; Hiyori's strength is that well beyond the average demi-god with capability of even making some gods start to sweat in an arm wrestling match, excluding her father.
Divine Heirloom: There is something about Hiyori's sword that seems magical. It never dulls, cuts through things like butter, and seemingly indestructible.

Backstory:
The story of how the Demigod of Valor came to be starts back in post-World War II. Yoko Harukichi's father was an officer for the Imperial Japanese Army and following their defeat, he was one of the many Japanese that were captured and put to work by the Soviet Union at the time. Several years of hard labor had passed grueling but to Yoko's father, he had nothing else in life with his family perishing in the nuclear denotation of Hiroshima. When his release finally came, he did not have the courage to return to his homeland and settled in Russia as close as he could get to Japan, Vladivostok. There, he married and produced one daughter before his early death from illness.

Hiyori's existence came to be when a chance encounter had occurred between a second generation Japanese immigrant had encountered a mysterious man. A drifter, he was only passing through Moscow where he managed to meet and bed Yoko Harukichi. It was one night but that was all it took for Yoko to become impregnated and set to be married the following week, Yoko became worried about the repercussions of her one night of unfaithfulness. Although considered disrespectful, Yoko remained silent about the affair and married the man, Ivan Kozlovsky, anyway. When it became obvious Yoko was pregnant, the claim was made that she was bearing Ivan's child and went ahead with the pregnancy. To her relief, the child came out blond, just like the father.

Growing up in her childhood and adolescences, Hiyori always had a wild side to her, something that Ivan always believed to have given her. She was tough, almost ruthless, with a hot-temper to match and all those attributes added up to her constantly getting into fights and scraps with the other kids, winning every fair fight and even most of the unfair ones. She had a reputation that was well received in her city and despite being well liked, her relationship with her parents was quite dysfunctional. From the very beginning, Hiyori had always felt like something was off, like some secret was being kept from her. Both her parents had just this aura of really pissing Hiyori off all the time and none so much as her father. Needless to say, this strained their relationship quite a bit, so much so, that when the time came for Hiyori to live independently, she left the country.

Hiyori did not take much with her but she did take something her mother insisted on her keeping. Her grandfather's sword, which was passed down to Yoko. There was a time when Yoko wanted to donate that sword to a museum in Moscow and she almost did. However, the man she had an affair with had discovered the sword and had been very appreciative of it in particular. Yoko did not know why but she felt the urge to keep it there after. With Hiyori, the spawn of that man leaving, she felt it was suspiciously fitting that she hand the heirloom off to her oldest daughter before she left.

Hiyori lived some time in Japan finding work first as a bouncer to some club before her talents of beating the shit out of people were noticed by more "off the beat" types. A smaller syndicate of organized criminals recruited her as muscle for their operations. She was taught a few things but most importantly how to wield her heirloom. This lifestyle had Hiyori believing there was promise, like it was her calling, but a few years and she feels the itch to leave. There is something more out there and she isn't going to be some glorified body guard for the rest of her life.

Motive:
A true Ronin, Hiyori has never really felt comfortable settling down but constantly seeks something in this world. Her life so far has felt unfulfilled as if there is some hidden purpose for her in this world.

Optional Content

Opinions

Other Gods

Desious- Never met.

Amos-

Fiala- Never met.

Hiraga- Never met.

Goehearth- Never met.

Brod- Never met.

Stjerne- Never met.

Zencrux- Never met.
Demigods

Keyla Harms- Never met.

Jericho- Never met.

Nemeria- Never met.

Mortals

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

Perfect

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

@Lord Zee

Alright good. Question first: Would Amos be a doting or neglecting father?

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

@Pirouette Yes a demigod could have a parent that is currently playing or make up their own demigod without a parent that is playing. Take my character Keyla Harms for example. Her godly parent is mercy and no one is playing that right now.

@Lord Zee

Amos as a father fits the bill pretty well with the character I'm already thinking of. Wrathful, Thick-headed, Combatant...

But if that doesn't really work for you, I can just say the child of Wrath or something.

Godfall - The Emergence [Dead]

So... I'm interested in a Demi-god character but I don't want to just jump in, ya know. I'm presuming my character would be the child of another player's?