I'm leaving it to you if you want to head for Bigfjord or Worldedge. So, you want a bit of a pressing goal? Would you elaborate on that? I could absolutely produce something like that. I'll just relax a bit for now, though. You just got off a major fight, hah. Also, I'd rather you not travel with a group this big, but you can keep at least a couple. Hey, Claire's heading for Bigfjord City after this, ain't she? Hahaha.
I do like the touch of the -1 you put on the Potion you used, hehe.
So what I'm trying to go for is I want Erika's adventure to feel like the anime. Each episode they got into these situations and stories. Obviously a forum RP doesn't work like that but having mini adventures. So far that's been the case and they've all been cute. But what I'm more after is and adventure I don't choose like I don't expect it... actually I think I did "Force GM to come up with something" and that's how the story with the dragon types and Gibs came about.... so maybe never mind, lol.
Yes that is okay if the group is smaller or maybe just a partner or two. Erika is pretty separated so it is nice not to be so lonely. Also again, a bit like the anime where Erika has had Ewan and Joshua. She could travel with Ellyn and Maple for a change after Worldedge City. Or maybe Elana or whatever. I like how fluid it has been with partners coming and going. Team ups for big events... Actually you are doing exactly that again. So disregard!
If Claire meets up with Erika, I don't mind journeying with her. Or getting involved in some story in Bigfjord!
Erika took her eyes off of Sno, who was still fluttering and flowing about, to rejoin the conversation. "I"m sure Bigfjord isn't that scary and we can handle it like Maple said." Erika interjected, raising a finger to the group. "But nobody has to go with so Worldedge City is better because everyone can decide where their journey takes them next. After we eat, of course!"
One last wave to Machamp from both Erika, and Sno did they depart. Elana lead the way with Erika quick on her heels as the rest of the group followed. As the topic of traveling together came up, Erika added, "As for me, Joshua and Ewan were so kind to help me out. Numerous times, in fact! We faced the Trial Master and triumphed! I would like to go back and try another one for fun. And then my Dawn Stone quest which we also succeeded in! Turns out we can overcome anything as a team! Hehe!"
As the group caught the light at the end of the tunnel, Sno whimsically hovered ahead to reach outside. Erika and the rest followed. "Whew! What a relief to finally be out in the fresh air! Right, Sno?" Sno easily flipped and looked pleased. "Fros!"
Erika approached Elana's side as she was leading them. "Thanks for your help navigating, Elana. If you want to join us for lunch, I'd love to have your company.. !-I mean WE! and it'd be really fun to all sit down and relax before everyone kind of splits off." Erika rubbed anxiously rubbed the back of her head, a slightly forced laugh to try and cover her poor pick-up skills. "..But you don't have to if you are busy. You might have other people to guide and I wouldn't want to take all your time. But it has been nice seeing you again. ! Not that I am trying to say you have to go but I... uhh, well you have a spot with us for lunch." Erika shifted and scooted away, a little redder in the cheeks as she finished her babbling. Sno snickered, giggling as she flew hovered in between them before slipping away with Erika.
"Well anyway... On to Worldedge City!" Erika pointed, Sno spun up over Erika's shoulder "Froslass!", their attention aimed at road leading to Route 13, and onto their next adventure!
Move Along to Route 13. Let any and all activities or events occur if they come up.
Sno fluttered and floated around excitedly until the adrenaline finally wore off. She began to dip, falling but only for a moment before Erika caught her. Cradling Sno in her arms, Erika turned back and blinked a few times before she jumped, startled at the revelation. "Oh! Yeah.... I guess I kind of forgot about the things I heard about BigFjord." She had just picked it due to proximity as it should be a closer trip. In truth, Erika still had no qualms with going to BigFjord as she wasn't scared. Unless there were bugs. There wouldn't be any there, though, and she never liked rumors causing damage to the image of things. She was sure BigFjord was okay, just like Froslass was friendly and not a soul-sucking ghost.
"To be honest, I don't think BigFjord City is scary just because of dark types and a reputation. So I don't mind going there but we would have better options in Worldedge and it is central to everything so we can all figure out what we want to do next!" Erika smiled, convinced that Worldedge City would be the next place to set out to. She'd get to BigFjord eventually just to prove that it wasn't so bad.
"Oh speaking of, first things to do, let's you get a little patched up Snowy!" Erika said, making up a new nickname on the spot even though it was longer than Sno's actual name. Still supporting Sno with one hand, Erika dug into her pack and withdrew one of her potions. "It'll sting for a bit but you'll be better~" She gave Sno a spray. Sno winced but took it like the winner she was. Erika moved the empty potion bottle into her pack to throw away later.
"Frosslaass~" Sno floated up off of Erika's arm, seemingly better than before. "And I'll return you, Chic, but..." She glanced at Machamp. "Chic and I will be back to give you a proper challenge. I know Chic is wanting that sometime so her and I will train extra hard. Consider it a bonus for helping me!" Erika bowed at the hips, respectfully. "Combusken!" Chic mirrored the bow. With that Erika returned Chic and only left Sno to freely float around her.
"Alright Elana! Take us on to the other side of Mount Strength!"
Erika eased, feeling as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. It was done, the battle and everything was done. "I'm so relieved that everyone is okay and it all worked out." Erika gave Chic a pat on her head, knowing she was a bit disappointed that she couldn't plunge into the Battle for the Mountain. She'd have to find a way to thank everyone involved at some point since she couldn't have done this without them.
She felt nervous as her eyes settled on the offered Dawn Stone. It was her first goal in life to achieve and it feels like ages since she set out from Pureplain City. "Thank you, everyone!" She straightened her posture and gave a respectful bow at the hips to Machamp. She took the Dawn Stone from Machamp's hands and admired the stone before her, light glittering off of the stone and possibly Erika's eyes as well!
"Five years and not a day goes by that I don't think of you, Froslass... How you saved me and gave me a chance." Erika muttered as she felt her eyes water in emotion, feeling a wave of it crash against her heart. She was only a girl then, alone on the mountain and desperately lost. How afraid she had been then, but how relieved she was to see the one of the ghosts of Mount Chill was not like the scary stories told.
Erika turned and knelt down to Sno, regarding her first Pokemon with pride. "You did great today, Sno. Are you ready to grow into the Pokemon you were always meant to be?" Erika stretched out the Dawn Stone for a moment before hesitating. "But you don't have to. I vowed I would be partnered with a Froslass someday but I don't mean to make this decision for you. You can be a Glalie, too." Erika confided wanting Sno to choose the Dawn Stone but she didn't want to make the decision for her.
Yet Sno could see it in Erika's eyes. She shivered and stepped up. "Snooo, she nodded ready to take the transformation.
Erika felt a lump in her throat and she swallowed, extending the Dawn Stone out, touching it to Sno's head. Lights and energy flowed from the stone and it quickly evaporated and flowed into Sno who was a Snorunt, was now a Frolass!
"Froosss!" Sno lifted off the ground gleefully and started weaving freely around in the air. "Amazing..." Erika gleamed as she watched in awe. She finally did it. She had a Froslass!
Erika rose to her feet and gave her eyes a wipe. She was happy and now they were ready for the next part of their adventure.
"Well..." She turned to address everyone else. "I'm really grateful for everyone's help, really! So can I make it up to you all? Hungry? I don't mind buying!" She smiled but considered their location.
"We should maybe consider our way forward through the mountain. It'd be nice to see more of Isson and I think..." She pulled out her PokeDex PDA thing and glanced at the map. "Bigfjord City shouldn't be too far away once we are clear. What do you guys think?"
Kay summoned Reflect to guard against the Magnet Bombs! It was pretty effective, shielding her from the homing metal orbs that came flying for her, even if a couple slipped through!
‘Peh, no matter. Thundershock!’ Reflect guards against physical attacks only, for whatever reason, and it appeared Julian had studied enough to know that. So, instead, Magnemite shot a blast of lightning as a reply to the Reflects (and since he had to get two moves since you did two moves). The thundershock did some damage, going through too fast to be dodged. Fortunately, despite being a squid Kay is not a water-type, so she only took regular damage.
This was when Erika shouted her bit about having earned her right and not taking the easy road, causing Julian to shudder a bit. Swagger hit Magnemite straight on, boosting the magnet-Pokémon’s attack but also confusing it. Julian, meanwhile…
‘What are you talking about? What did you expect me to do? Fight my way through an endless kingdom of Fighting-types?’ Julian asked, frowning. ‘Gr, it’s risky, but I could use that attack-boost. Magnemite! Magnet Bomb!’
‘Magne…!’ Magnemite prepared to do a boosted attack against Kay…! … And then suddenly rammed itself into the ground at full speed, bouncing back with a one-eyed expression of pain! Magnemite hurt itself in confusion!
‘Darn it!’ Julian grunted in annoyance.
Kay winced as the blast of lightning hit the little floating squid, providing a light show. ”Kaaay..” Yet in spite of that the Inkay held on. Erika nodded at her Pokemon partner and then focused back on Julian. ”Yes! You robbed yourself and your Pokemon of the challenge and adventure together. You skipped the part where you grow stronger and closer together!”
Erika was annoyed. She had seen people like Julian all the time in Cooldome city. Her mother would tell them that many of them would try to skip to the top by flying up Mt. Chill but the vicious blizzards often put them at risk!
Having seen Magnemite fall due to its own confusion, Erika pointed at the opportunity. ”Aha! There, now Kay, use Foul Play!”
”Kay!” Erika’s Inkay rallied and cast a glowing dark translucent shadow to appear around the opposing magemite that would use that own increased attack strength against itself!
Kay shot out the Foul Play, and it hit! Magnemite’s boosted attack worked against itself, and it took a sharp blow that sent it flying back to Julian! Magnemite fainted!
Kay grew to Level 16!
Julian returned the Pokémon, looking annoyed as he deposited the Pokéball and retrieved a new one.
‘Adventure…? As if I could. No. I can’t. The world… is far too scary,’ he said, sounding as if he believed what he was saying. He then released the Pokémon, and…
‘FAKE OUT!’ Before the Pokémon was even properly out of its Pokéball it was flying at blinding speed at Kay, a cat with a spring-tail launched as if having bounced on its own tail! Pretty sure that’s not what Glameow does, but it sure knows Fake Out.
Pokédex Entry #431 – Glameow, the Catty Pokémon. It claws when displeased and purrs when affectionate. It can switch between the two very swiftly, this fickleness is very popular among some. When happy its tail makes beautiful movements, like a dancing ribbon. Its glare can put foes into a hypnotic state.
Fake Out, being what it was, was way too fast for either Kay nor Erika to react to, and it struck Kay straight on. There was, however, time to react to the next move.
‘Faint Attack!’ Julian called, and Glameow was faster than Kay and already up close. Now, with Reflect up, Kay should be able to survive another hit, but Faint Attack was an always-hit move that certainly wouldn’t let the shield stand in its way, even if it did reduce the damage. One Faint Attack would be fine. Two, no.
Erika flinched as Glameow darted out and hit Inkay without a moment to react. Even though there was nothing she could really do, Erika still considered that a failure on her part to not be fast enough. She glanced at her Pokedex as it instructured her on what she was looking at before folding it into her back pocket. “Nice work Kay but I think it is time for a change.”
She raised Kay’s pokeball and withdrew her before nodding towards Chic who was still eagerly awaiting a fight. They met each other’s eyes, trainer and Pokemon, “You’re up, Chic. You got this.”
”Coooombusk!” Chic slapped her face and leapt in, taking the first faint attack with ease as it was a dark attack and reflect was still up to slow the blow.
“It is supposed to be scary but you’re supposed to do it anyway. Because it is something you overcome. It shows your resolve as a trainer and leader for your Pokemon! Chic, double kick!”
Chic darted towards her opponent and threw out both feet in a dropkick!
Kay excited the field, and Chic came in instead! Chic was immediately struck by Faint Attack, but it was Not Very Effective! Glameow jumped back while Julian grunted.
‘Glameow, use Hypnosis!’ he called, and Glameow spun around! The cat waved its circling tail in a way that would be hypnotic to someone who saw it… except Chic was already mid-dropkick and struck the cat twice!
‘Glam-!!’ the cat called before being launched back by Super Effective damage! Glameow fainted. Julian grunted as he returned his Pokémon.
‘I’m not… looking for an adventure,’ Julian said, taking a moment before sending out his next Pokémon so that he could speak more calmly. ‘I just want to have the strength to defend. And… Pitri… my partner… I want to reward him after all the support he’s given me!’ he said, before throwing his next Pokéball forward. Out if it came a living wind-chime, a Psychic-type floating in mid-air before Erika and Chic.
‘Chimecho!’ the Pokémon introduced itself, an echo following its cry.
Pokédex Entry #358 – Chimecho, the Wind Chime Pokémon. When it cries, it echoes inside its hollow body. It is known to hang from trees and eaves and cry in the wind. It uses its long tail to pick up berries and nuts which it then eats. Should it be enraged, it cries ultrasonic waves powerful enough to most foes flying.
‘Hold it…’ Julian waited with his next command to see what Erika did.
Pitri the Kirlia was standing right behind Julian, watching intently.
Erika felt her cheeks tug as a frown as she considered Julian. “So that gives you a right to tear up Pokemon habitats and homes to plunder what you want? I get it, Pitri is your best friend but you can’t roll over others for him. Besides, maybe it would have been nice to spend the time together on your journey to find a dawnstone.”
Chic stood at the ready but Erika motioned for her to come back. “Sorry Chic, need you ready in case we have to fight some more. Instead…” Erika fished for her first Pokeball on her belt, ”Let’s go, Sno!”
Out came the little snow hat Pokemon. ”Snoorunt!” Erika pointed across the way. ”Let’s try to cinch it from here, Sno. Double team!” And Sno began to move fast enough to create illusionary copies of herself.
‘I… geh… What does it matter if there’s a new tunnel and some battling and looting? Trainers battle wild Pokémon and pick up things they find all the time!?’ Julian said, seriously not understanding. Then, Erika switched to Sno.
‘That’s… that’s a Pokémon that can evolve with Dawn Stone…’ Julian suddenly realised, and his expression got annoyed. ‘Fine. You want to make it an experience? I’ll make it an experience by having us beat you together. Chimecho, return!’ Julian returned Chimecho to its Pokéball. And then…
‘Pitri, Double Team!’
Pokédex Entry #281 – Kirlia, the Emotion Pokémon. Its horns amplify its psychokinetic powers, allowing it to see glimpses of the future or distort space to display mirages. It’s highly sensitive to its trainer’s feelings, instinctively dancing in response to happiness. It’s said to grow more beautiful when exposed to positive emotions.
‘Kirlia!’ Pitri suddenly leapt forward, stopping where Chimecho had floated, and, just like Sno, started splitting up into many.
Erika nodded, ”That’s right and my ambition to make Sno into a Froslass is no less important than yours.” Erika turned her attention to the battle where it was now filled up with many Pitris and Snos alike. ”Alright Sno, bite and see if we can’t guess which Pitri is the right one!”
And so Sno would jump at a nearby Pitri, biting with its rather impressively sized mouth!
Sno started chasing Pitris, biting as she went! However, at least for right now, the true Kirlia escaped her jaws, as the various Pitris started dancing in varying directions, creating a rather confusing visage! In return…
‘Pitri, Disarming Voice!’ Julian called, and all the Pitris together braced, and then called out in unison, sending a sound-wave that cared naught if there were many copies of Sno, it hit anyway, doing Fairy-type neutral damage!
‘We… should have the advantage in this chaos…’ Julian reasoned, looking a bit mentally drained from the battle.
Erika pouted as she did the mental math of the situation. Sno might never hit but Pitri will always hit with Disarming Voice. It might have made sense to retreat, use a sturdier Pokemon like Eep in this situation, but Erika did like the poetic battle between the two would-be dawn stone users.
”Alright, Sno, change of plans! Ice Shard but forgo going first to try and spot the real Pitri! That sound has to be coming from only one of them after all!”
The group of Snos did as Erika had asked, all turning to look upon the line of Pitris as a collection of icicle shards hovered around them, waiting and watching.
‘Sh-shouldn’t matter. We’ll have a two-hit advantage… Disarming Voice!’ Julian called, and once again, the many Pitris together made the gesture of tensing up, before calling out altogether and sending a wave of Fairy-type sound knocking into Sno for some damage!
… But there! Sno could detect where the correct Pitri was, and direct an Icy Shard at him! Pitri was struck, and for a moment all of the Kirlia’s flailed a bit, and there was a bunch of snow-effects all around! Pitri was more than prepared to get up and continue to battle, however!
Sno staggered but she was still hanging in there as she stood up. ”Hanging in there Sno? Alright we go again!” The many Snos found their foothold again dug their little feet into the earth, ice shards forming around their heads ready to lash out at the sound of Pitri’s voice. ”Sno-Snorunt!” The chorus of duplicates rallied, ready to trade blow-for-blow!
Having the advantage of a priority move, Sno blasted her next Icy Shard at high speed and hit Pitri once more! Julian smirked, and looked like he thought he was smart.
‘Teleport,’ he said, and suddenly the Kirlias all shifted their location in the room. It wasn’t clear who the real Pitri was anymore. ‘Heh, now you don’t know who the real one is again…’ … Then it was his turn to do the mental maths and realised that, if Sno just found Pitri again the same way, and then Sno gets two hits for every his one.
‘Gah. Nevermind. Just Disarming Voice!’ Julian called, and indeed, once again the Kirlia sent out a Disarming Voice and did some damage to Sno, and once again Sno could find which was the real one from the hit!
”Go on Sno, Ice Shard but wait to find the real Pitri!” Erika called out, content with trading blow-for-blow until this fight ended. With Ice Shard being physical and Kirlia being weaker to physical attacks, Sno should be able to hang in there she thought. It was sound in her head, at least. Sno did so, taking a blast of Disarming Voice before letting loose a few shards of ice at the assumed real Pitir.
However, Erika thought of a little trickery to hopefully tip the scales into her advantage. When finding the real Pitri, her next command would be a sudden change with the real Pitri identified. “Sno use Bite on the real Pitri!” Erika pointed at the real Pitri like a general to watch as Sno charged, opening her wide mouth to take a chomp of Pitri!
Pitri shot away another Disarming Voice, and it left Sno really damaged! But, in reply, Sno shot an Ice Shard and hit Pitri in return! Pitri was about to cry out again, when Sno instead dashed in and bit onto Pitri, making the cry instead one of pain. This is when Lucian looked like he’d decided it was enough.
‘Pitri, return! We’ll have the others finish this-!’ he called… but that’s when.
‘Kirl-!’ Pitri actually jumped sideways, dodging his trainer’s call back.
‘P-Pitri?’ Lucian asked, but, of course, as someone who knows as much about battling as Erika, she’d know this phenomenon. It’s when the Pokémon itself wants to fight. For its trainer, or for itself.
Pitri now grabbed onto Sno, focus in his eyes, and then…!
The landscape changed for Sno. That is, as we know from Teleport being able to teleport the trainer home, they can teleport others. Pitri just teleported the both of them up into the air, intent on striking down his opponent down into the ground, in a move that would be truly worthy of a future Fighting-type!
”Sno!” Erika’s blinked, losing sight of her Pokemon with Pitri’s battle-focus taking the duelling pair out of sight! It wasn’t going to matter that Erika couldn’t try and direct the battle because Sno was battle-focused as well and determined to defeat her immediate rival!
With the impending and improvised seismic toss by Pitri’s teleport, Sno huffed and quickly came up with an attempt to soften the landing! Powder Snow was blasted behind the falling Sno at full force to quickly pile a snowy mound on the ground right where the pair were falling and thus, hopefully, cushioning the fall!
The two Pokémon slammed down into the puddle of snow, blasting a wave of white in all directions! When the snow cleared, Pitri was standing, heavily damaged, but conscious. Sno was half-buried in the snow.
‘Pitri…’ Julian looked stunned, absolutely not having expected his Pokémon to do something like that.
Pitri staggered back, panting from effort, but then slowly turned to slowly walk back towards his trainer, giving Julian a triumphant little smile…
Erika frowned as she saw the splash of snow all around after their impact. A Pokemon who finds that determination to fight hard is truly a wondrous thing so even though it seemed like her side had lost, she was fascinated to experience it first hand at least! ”Well, it was…” Erika started, drawing her Pokeball before catching a glimpse of Sno’s move.
The little Snorunt moved fast, too, leaping out of the snow mound and lunging with her big toothy mouth to chomp down on the confident Pitri in a surprise bite! ”RUNT!” Sno bellowed!
Julian's eyes widened more than Erika had seen them so far, and pointed desperately. ‘PITRI BEHIND-!’
Pitri just stood stunned, staring at his trainer for a tad too long. He turned his head just in time to see Sno's maw clamp down on him.
chomp
Pitri let out a light gasp, then fell motionless in Sno's grip.
His trainer just stared for a moment.
‘What… What was the point of that? If I had switched, you wouldn't…!’ Julian complained, frowning as he reached for another Pokéball… when his hand hesitated. He briefly looked down at them. He still had more Pokémon, but his determination had left his eyes.
‘… No,’ he sighed, his posture slumping down, his eyes looking decidedly not at Erika. ‘I… I've lost.’
Her opponent no longer wished to battle.
Sno grew to level 19! Sno learned Bite! Erika was victorious! Erika gained 6400P for winning!
Erika let out a held breath. She had tensed up when saw Sno wasn't moving in her pile of snow. The sudden attack had even startled her but it turned out Sno might have wanted this more than Erika! "...Well that is that." She muttered finding it disappointing that her opponent's will to keep going just ended there. In a way Erika understood, she would have faltered, heck, was faltering as she saw Sno laying there.
She walked over to her Pokemon giving a light pat to Sno's pointed head. Sno was tired, huffing in air but the fight was over. "You did good, Sno. I'm proud of you!" Erika looked down and met Sno's lifted gaze and smiled. Then her attention turned to Julian. "I'm sorry Julian but I think it was the adventure that Sno and I had together to achieve something. We didn't take a shortcut here and faced everything together. You robbed Pitri and yourself a time together. That is what, I suspect, gave Sno that little bit more to overcome Pitri. You both did well."
Erika shrugged, not really knowing what else to say in this situation. "Oooh shooot!" Erika turned to look at the rest of the chamber. The Psychic Pokemon and the Fighting Pokemon were they still battling? "We need to seal the cave after we kick all the Psychic Pokemon out! Chic!"
"Cooombusk!" Chic flared as she reached Erika's side. One battle into the next, hopefully things were going well enough...
Erika kept herself surprisingly cool as she watched Julian switch out to a more effective Pokemon. Magnemite was a little bit of a surprise for her but nothing that Kay couldn't handle. "You won't show me anything because I don't take the easy road! Kay! Reflect to protect yourself and hide behind it!" She called out to her Pokemon. Kay, floating in mid-air, lifted a few of her tentacles to wave them about conjuring a faint purple glass to appear. Kay did her best to put the Reflect glass in between her and the homing metal orbs, though a few did slip past.
"An easy road that harmed others like all the Pokemon who earned their right to be here! Kay! Swagger!" Erika hollered, motioning for Pokemon to continuing. Kay did exactly that from behind the Reflect screen, smugly irritating the opposing Magnemite to a flustered rage if it worked! "What have you even done to earn anything?" Erika prodded in her own Swagger to try and fluster Julian to make a mistake as well!
The Star of the Aurelian system God of Creation, Life, Leadership, and Brilliance
"He shown Light upon the Darkness and upon His Brilliance did our world be born. Graced in the Light of His Presence, life was given to us by the Breath of His Warmth. Embraced we grew but come the day we spurn His Grace and ever distant we became until He gave His Daughters to watch over us. In all our existence we live for His forgiveness and return back to the full Light of His Presence." -First Book of the Pointed Star
Aon is an orange star supporting the planets of the Aurelian System. Aurelia, the first and found in the Goldilocks Zone for an orange star is much closer to its star than Earth's with Aon being smaller in mass than the Sun and having less heat. An asteroid belt separates Aurelia from the two other planets in the Aurelian System. Myrena is a gas giant just beyond and Lumis is a frozen planet at the edge of the system. In mythological pretext, Aon is imposed as a great male figure with bright orange hair and chiseled, muscular figure. Stories feature his more stoic personality and highlight his strength, intelligence, and creativity in many examples. Many people aspire to be like Aon in their lives whether they be kings, craftsmen, artists, or farmers.
The Scorn of Aon is the religious belief that the peoples of Aurelia, mislead by their Mother Myrena and her brother Lumis, tried to covet Aon's power and position. Disappointed, he cast them away from him and a blissful existence. While he may still watch at a distance, he no longer interacts with Aurelia or walks among the people anymore. His daughters with Myrena, Celene and Celune are instead the protectors of Aurelia, silent sentinels to guide to the people in Aon's stead.
Celene First Moon of Aurelia and First Daughter of Aon Goddess of Duty and Fortune
Celune Second Moon of Aurelia and Second Daughter of Aon Goddess of Aspirations and Misfortune
Birthright
An epoch ago, the star Aon had shown rare activity, sending a solar flare towards Aurelia. Directly facing Aon at their high noon, the Isle of Cressia received the full length of the solar flare. Due to the proximity to Aon, the flare had enough radiation to penetrate the atmosphere and the people living on Cressia at the time. Around ninety percent of the island died off from the radiation but those that survived were changed. A wild mutation created a photosynthetic organelle that would readily absorb sunlit energy allowing those that mutated to survive, even thrive off of Aon. From that point on, the survivors of Cressia's flare could utilize that energy stored in their bodies to achieve magical feats.
Descendants of Cressia are usually apparent by their fiery red or orange hair. Anyone with a direct heritage would likely possess the ability to cast magic freely but the further away from direct relation, the weaker the ability would be. The process of casting requires intent focus on a goal that they want the magic to achieve with those of Birthright able to cast even as children if they prove focused enough. Although this has lead to an abundance of misfortunes due to the unrestricted nature and subsequently lead to strict tutoring to those found carrying Cressian blood.
While anyone with a Birthright may be able to cast freely, there is a finite amount of energy stored. The amount of storage varies among differing attributes of the individual such as but not limited to: lineage, weight, height, health, and even genetical luck. Time spent under Aon's light during the day will make any of those with a Birthright feel rejuvenated as their magic is returned to them through photosynthesis.
Runic Inscription
Magic can only stem from those that have a Birthright but was shortly discovered after Cressian rise to power was the usage of a Birthright's blood to empower objects. The blood of a Birthright is photosynthetic, allowing it to live on outside of their body. Thus it makes a perfect medium to carry that magical power to objects and again, are limited to the same finite supply and recharge in Aon's light. As an item ages, it may require touching up with additional Birthright blood.
The process requires several items for objects to be properly empowered. The first is the blood of any Birthright and depending on the wanted potency, can be diluted to reduce the strength of an object's magic. The second is diligent work transcribing a purpose into an object, imparting their full focus into what the object will do. Transcriptions are often simple words or phrases meticulously inscribed with the writer giving their full attention to what they want the object's magic to do. The process requires skilled professionals to achieve correct results and amateurish work can result in accidental mishaps such as explosions.
Once inscribed, an object will only be able to carry out the purpose for which it was inscribed. For example, inscribing the runic word for "Air Step" on a pair of boots will allow the wearer of these boots to step onto air and ascend or descend as if there was an invisible staircase. The wording of the runes might not directly correspond to what the writer's intent was. Another example is if the writer inscribed "Strength" on a set of gloves but focused on strength to lift and carry objects while inscribing. The result would be a wearer of these gloves would be able to have enhanced strength when lifting and carrying objects but not necessarily to punch through armor. Thus objects are usually inscribed with more than one word to help grant them a wider range of purpose.
Runic Inscription is a process that has been taught and contained to the Order of Amber, a sect of the Church of Celene. In the current era, objects crafted with Runic Inscriptions are registered and documented with, ideally, clear paper trails as to who has them. Most are owned by the Church and are utilized in keeping order among the people. Although noble houses that do not have Cressian blood have also been able to obtain Runic items.
Body Inscription
Body Inscription is a contemporary practice in the current era and prohibited by the Church. Although the origins are disputed, shrouded in mystery, the popular theory is that Celunite worshippers stole the Inscription practice and Birthright blood to inscribe the flesh of people to grant them magical powers. The process is much like inscribing an object but instead it is carved onto the flesh instead. The same rules and restrictions apply but the difference in inscribing the body is that the power can't be easily removed from an individual. The tattooed Inscription runs deep into their flesh. Amputation is one method the Church may employ to remove an individual from inscribed power.
Lina frowned. What should have been a cold sweat coming from the tension, was a slow blood-like ooze coming from her the top of her head, trickling down the sides of her face. She didn't like to sweat, couldn't sweat technically, but her body still thought it could, triggering perspiration response to exertion or in this case, nervousness, like any other person. She had no control as crimson trials crawled down her face in some macabre display.
She knew this wasn't going to summer camp she had always dreamed of attending. The morning hike refreshed by an afternoon dip in the lake. That night, s'mores by the campfire. She'd be just like everyone else, undaunted by her blood-colored perspiration, and she'd finally be part of the gang. No, that was a hopelessly naive thought, but among others with meta-abilities, the most important part of that could be true. Meeting Nat had been encouraging but as the others began to make themselves known, her perception of her potential friends soured.
The others were turning out to be aggressive, snarling, and underhanded. The stone man barked, backed up by the girl out of time. Delinquency began to show itself in the cast. The gaunt man did something to the winged girl and was taken down by the guards, shifting Lina's image of camp to prison. Would she have to act tough and watch her back now? She had gotten tough before with that boy, Roger Clemmens. He just kept coming after her. Freak, Loser, Witch and he had all sorts of terms to mock her, seeking her out every chance he got. One day she had enough, maybe that was mistake, but she couldn't beat up a boy, not without her edge. She stood up for herself and Roger Clemmens would probably never see again.
It might have been a mistake, but she wanted to stand up for herself. That costed her a visit and the requirement to come here.
As the dust settled, the gaunt thief was down but so was Nat. Lina had shifted to the edge of the group, trying to avoid confrontation but with the event seemingly over, there was only the aftermath to deal with. Her eyes settled on Nat, the cheery and optimistic person she was, lay there wheezing and blinded by the pepper spray applied to her senselessly. She didn't deserve that. Lina shifted, quietly slinking over to kneel at Natsumi's side.
"You're okay." Lina lied, not knowing what it felt like to be pepper sprayed. She wasn't sure what to do to help but found herself reaching out to lightly clasp the other girl's arm, helping her up. The rising fear of others seeing her odd crimson perspiration were falling to the back of her mind as she wrapped her focus around Nat. "Umm..." Lina muttered as she peered at the reddening, watery eyes of Nat. "...Maybe we can wash it out. Hold on to me." She offered, trying to lead Nat to one of the guards who had gestured her over, seemingly for a solution to Nat's current ailment.
Ugh, I hate raisins. Lina's face soured as she lifted the shriveled-up fruit to her mouth and delicately snatched it from her offered fingers. Her expression didn't soften as she looked down into the trail mix bag she had in her hand. It was nearly full and her shoulders shrank exhaustedly. She had been unfair to the raisin because she hated everything in this bag. Anyone would, she resigned, if they had to eat it for the nutrient and mineral content, every day, for the rest of their lives.
Peanut.
A waste since the little nut contained no considerable amount of iron nor fiber for her. She tossed it to her feet, lifting one of her black dress flats to lightly stamp on the peanut and snuff its existence. The only bit of fun she was getting waiting here was to senselessly destroy something. Although outside, she had to be careful not to push herself. Sighing audibly, she looked herself, namely her outfit over. Her blue floral Brooklyn skirt hung down to her ankles and the loose black top she wore was still unmarred with crimson. She hadn't started sweating yet, but any longer in waiting and she might be in danger of doing so. She retreated further into the shadow of the overhead awning of San Fransico's airport.
Dried Fig.
She chewed on the depressing fruit, turning away from her chore to stare over at the other person who was also waiting. A boy, no that wasn't right, he looked older from his withered experience. Features sharpened through wear and exhaustion that gave his bony features an edge like a knife. The instructions for the shuttle to the Aegis Center did specify this particular region prompting that chance of encounter others like her, Metas, as some liked to shorthand the name. Did others struggle with drawbacks to their meta-ability like her, she wondered. Maybe others did struggle like her. It'd be nice to not be alone because normal people could never understand.
The bus arrived after Lina pulled her third dried fig in a row. Opening its doors for her and the boy that caught her interest early, they boarded to truly mixed group of individuals. Lina would navigate and find her seat behind another girl, Nat, she'd come to know as they set off.
--- Others. She'd take some time to turn away from her sketching of the Golden State bridge to consider what the other Metas were like, namely what they had to deal with. The girl with wings, Lina considered, wouldn't be able to sleep on her back or maybe even sit in a chair the same. At least she didn't scare everyone with her anomalous power. Some cultish weirdos might even worship her, she mused before considering the others. There was the girl that had chilled her seat to the point of freezing. Did she do that on purpose to prevent anyone from sitting around her or did it just happen? Body temperature changes was something Lina could relate to, and she wondered if it was just always "on". She'd never be able to get close to people, never really feel warmth in the same way.
The others didn't appear afflicted in the same regard, at least in an obvious way. That was until the new and last arrival. An otter.
Lina's eyes narrowed as she watched the little creature navigate up to a vacant seat. Was there a person in there or was an otter a Meta? She couldn't imagine being stuck as an otter. How different would that be? Would her mind still be the same or would it be distorted by the change in species? Filled with thoughts of swimming and eating fish seemed almost blissful but then again, you'd never fit in as a human nor as an otter. How truly lonely that would be.
Arrival to the ferry yielded one more, and the last obvious candidate for adverse meta effects. The boy with the heavy weight and rocky flesh noticeably rocked the ferry with his abnormal mass, cluing Lina off to Meta affliction he had. He would never get to experience the same things as the others. He couldn't ride a bike, for example, crushing the frame under his weight. Elevators, unless they were rated for freight, wouldn't be able to hold him. Hell, could he even feel anything anymore? Although he was still a human and not an otter. So he'd still be alright. Better than being stuck as an otter, at least.
--- The ferry ride over was uneventful, aside from Lina knocking her trail mix down to a quarter left and her noting her mistakes with her sketch of the bridge. The island, and by extension, Aegis, looked dreary. She frowned, stepping off the ferry and joining the others as the Warden welcomed them.
Lina opened her bag of trail mix again as she looked around the island, her sightseeing tour ending rather swiftly as she came to look at what she drew.
Raisin.
And on top of that, she traded the heat for prison. Great.
L I N A Z I E G L E R ◼ M A R C H 7TH ( S E V E N T E E N ) ◼ F E M A L E
"I hate the sun, sleep a lot, and have bloodlike powers. Call me a vampire, sure."
▼ A P P E A R A N C E:
"But seriously, I'm not a vampire."
//STATS:
◼ HEIGHT |5'3"
◼ WEIGHT |102 lbs
◼ BUILD |Thin nearing a sickly gaunt
◼ HAIR COLOUR |The Darkest Black
◼ EYE COLOUR |Blue
◼ 'VOICE' TEXT COLOUR |"Crimson"
◼ OTHER |Lina cannot sweat, having all her sweat glands substituted for the glands that produce her syrup-like substance. The syrup-like substance is a crimson, colored by the iron binding to the fiber to give it that color. Although comparisons are made to blood, the syrup-like substance is a brighter red, matching more like the color of a discounted blood prop.
//DESCRIPTION:
Lina is small, being on average shorter and lighter than other girls her age and due to her power, her pale skin gives the impression she is chronically ill. This is due to constant blood-iron anemia and stunting her physical growth with nutritional iron stolen to supplement the strength in Lina’s power. Careful management of nutrient and mineral intake has made sure she is healthy despite this but this requires excessive amounts of intake of foods high in dietary fiber and iron.
The effect has largely impacted her view of herself, believing herself an anomaly compared to others. She makes small efforts into engaging with how she looks but overall, image is presented plainly. Her style of dressing is conservative with muted colors and fashion selections being dated with a religious Sunday service vibe: Simple conservative dresses, dress shoes, long socks, and maybe a cardigan or sweater if the weather is cold enough. Due to thinly physique, it is almost always cold.
▼ B I O G R A P H Y:
"I was born in the worst place possible, honestly."
Lina has spent her lifetime as an outcast, living in Flagstaff, Arizona. An only child, she’d become the focus of her two parents. Even from the time she was born, she was separated from the other babies as doctors believed she was ill. Her inability to sweat and constant need for certain nutritional supplements had always given her that sickly appearance that she was handled with a delicate but isolating hand. There was little her parents understood about her empowered physiology and so they protected her. She could never be like the other children growing up. When it came to playtime, her parents often told her she couldn’t participate, fearing that she’d become ill either by exerting herself or her parents believing her immune system was weak enough to catch something. In truth, she was far too young to understand how her powers worked so this likely saved her from an early death.
Lina’s parents, for a time, spared her from realizing how different she was. When she would finally gain a little independence from her often too doting parents, it would take one game of tag or a bit too long in the sun for a drip of crimson fluid to scare others around her. As she grew up, fear would turn into contempt. Her parents often cited the other children were jealous but how could they be? Lina had no super strength, flame powers, or any other comic book power that made others dream of having. Her complexion and the syrup’s crimson color lead to the others calling her a vampire, conjuring images of her being some scary creature. Her hiding from the sun to avoid getting too warm often did not help with this.
Her parents, David and Linda, were ironically the bits of positivity in her life to an extend. Their overprotectiveness had been strangling but it kept Lina alive, believing that while she was a freak, she wasn’t freaky enough to be below being loved. When the restriction of the superpowered came to pass, her parents were naturally devastated but privately, Lina thought this to be a potential positive. Her parents, while loved, could not be her whole world. There had to be more and maybe, among her own in a way, she’d find something more to engage with.
▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:
"I dunno where this is all going."
To live. At least find a more compelling reason to, because at the moment, Lina feels like her life doesn’t have a purpose. Why is she here other than to simply exist and take up space. It is all horribly depressing but in a way, Lina likes to imagine she is defying this mantra by embracing who she is. This might be a chance for her to finally explore what that allows her to really be.
▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:
"Kind of hate it but whatever."
//ABILITIES:
◼ Matter State |In short, uses specialized glands under the skin turn viscous fiber into a maple syrup-like liquid that can be secreted from the body. The user can mentally alter the state of matter this substance is in by altering the temperature, making it warmer to turn into a gas and colder to turn into a solid. The boiling and freezing points are relatively low in energy requirements as in, in order for the for the user to turn the liquid into a gas, one just has to think about the liquid getting warmer until it reaches around 110*F and for the solid around 20*F. The user can alter the temperature at their best so long as the substance is touching them and may struggle with temperature altering when the substance is away from their body. It isn't impossible to manipulate the state of matter of the substance away from the person but requires great concentration to achieve the almost telepathic thought with severely ramping difficult with distant from the substance. The substance in all forms is noted to be quite dense, thanks to a slight presence of iron in the solution, sinking to the bottom of a glass of water in both solid and liquid states. The user of this power must maintain a high fiber and iron diet. Overuse of her power will result in extreme dietary fiber and iron loss. Low fiber in the body means that they will have horrid bowel activities and can even risk some more severe consequences of too much use. Low iron count means the body will become anemic leading to other health complications.
//SKILLS:
◼ Skipping Gym Class|In lieu of physical activity, Lina has taken up all manner of hobbies where she didn’t have to break a sweat. She loves to sketch and has a practice hand at drawing, for example. She has a preference for realism or drawing things “how they truly are” and can remember a scene quite well. She also has a fairly high textbook knowledge of topics and is well read, but nothing more than your average 4.0 high school student.
//LIMITATIONS:
◼ Nutritional Supplements Please! |Matter State is constantly pulling fiber and iron from Lina meaning she has to ingest more than usual. A lot more than usual. The result is she will start out with a great reserve of matter syrup to use, enough form a solid, cold suit of armor coating her entire body once over. Unfortunately that is the upper limit of her reserve and depleting it, which it naturally does with usage, will drain reserves. Lina would need to be consuming both iron and fiber and give her body time to start absorbing the replacement nutrients. This process starts at around 3 hours after ingesting food. She could directly feed the fiber and iron into her bloodstream via IV for a more immediate absorption, but that would be incredibly cumbersome if she couldn’t just lay around.
//WEAKNESSES:
◼ No Sweat! |With the sweat glands replaced by glands to produce the matter syrup, Lina has no means to passively regulate her body temperature. She has to rely entirely on the temperature properties of the matter syrup to help control her body temperature. However this has issues because her control over the matter syrup is not knob to adjust finely but rather more like a switch. Turning the matter syrup solid, drops the temperature down to 20*F, cooling her body but at the danger of her becoming hypothermic if her body cools too much. The liquid state is transitional and more susceptible to outside influences in temperature so in cooler environments can act like a substitute of sweat, so long as Lina is not physically exerting herself too much. The gaseous state can be used to rapidly warm Lina but too much can result in mild burns or even heat exhaustion. The whole act of body temperature regulation becomes a delicate seesaw act of solid, liquid, and gas. That is not even considering the dangers of her not managing her fiber and iron intake as a lack of both can lead to dangerous physical ailments that can severely harm Lina if she is not careful. It is no wonder why Lina prefers not to do much or exert herself.
▼ N O T E S:
//SUPPORTING CAST:
▼ ALLIES
◼ Linda and David Ziegler |Her parents, what more is there to say? They are her biggest fans and promised to write her letters everyday. Lina suspects that if she were a true vampire, drinking the blood of others maliciously, she’d still have their support. Some days it is too much…
▼ FRIENDS
◼ TBD |Test
▼ ENEMIES
◼ TBD |Test
//STOMPING GROUNDS
◼ The Shadiest Spot under a Tree |Although she does have favorite places, none quite pull her in like outside under the shade of a dense tree to watch and draw the things she sees. Flagstaff had so few…
//PARAPHERNALIA
◼ Iron and Fiber Suppliments |Be it pills or snacks, Lina is constantly keeping her nutritional levels in check. Her life depends on it, after all.
◼ The Big Binder |Possibly Lina’s most prized possession. It is a large, personalized binder that contains pages of Lina’s drawings, letters, diaries and everything personal to her.
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