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Fenrir the Lycanroc

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Condition : Could be worse!
Location : ???
Status : Ghrg...I knew I shouldn't have tagged along...

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They've been flying for quite a long time now. Normally in Steel you'd reach Ebony Cove all the way from Frosthelm at this point, judging by how fast the clouds are moving... There's not much to do in this flying metal box, except chat with the occasional person who sat next to him. The pilot's not even here to physically guide the thing! He might as well rest his body, if he doesn't already have the energy to take on a few more challenges. And for those who asked (or didn't), yes, he has already reunited with Hel during the timespan of the flight... Fenrir was just about ready to call it a day, taking a quick nap in the plane until they head back to this Lexcorp place... Must be the base camp for off-world visitors like him...

Unfortunately, his break was cut short by loud static. The Lycanroc jolted back up to find the source of the noise... Those loud circles inside the metal box are the cause of it... Before long, the loud noise was replaced with some... Uncannily cheerful music and an equally uncanny cheerful man. At least there's no more of that bossy guy from earlier, but this rock wolf can sense that they're as shady as him, if not worse. The bright light illuminating the previously inky black night sky wasn't a good sign either. It seems to be rapidly approaching closer and closer to the metal box they're in!... As the object of unknown origin crashes head-on into the metal box the latter has lost all remaining semblance of stability as it barrels straight to the ground... And as the box slams itself into the ground, everything went black for the Lycanroc...

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Miraculously, Fenrir wakes up a few hours later. Slightly battered and bruised, but it could be worse. His first instinct is getting out of the plane and taking a look around him... "Aaagh. Can't take a break in this damn place... Hel?! Hel! Where are you?!!!..." First priorities would be to regroup with everyone else who he knows... Judging by the emptier aircraft cabin he was in, there's plenty of survivors, and some have even already made their way outside... He proceeds to follow their tracks. Maybe there's more to this hellhole than what meets the eye

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Hel the Alolan Ninetales

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Condition : Could be worse!
Location : Joker's... Funland???
Status : We should get out of here...

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Thank Arceus Fenrir was alright in all that mess. It's a good thing she found him in relatively fine shape... Right. From now on, she'll try her best to stick together in this weird world... Hel nonchalantly looked off to her side, gazing at the clouds before... That dreaded announcement. She'd freeze their mouth shut, but since they simply communicated indirectly via those speakers, she couldn't do it. And as if things couldn't get any worse, right on cue a large thud shook the entire aircraft, sending it pummeling to the ground and crashing

"Aaagh. Can't take a break in this damn place... Hel?! Hel! Where are you?!!!..."

Hel woke up, slumped in between her seat and the one in front of her. Groggily opening her eyes, she looked around to find... Fenrir calling out for her name. She's slightly injured from the impact, but relatively still intact. Exiting the wreck she was in, she was surprised to see Fenrir, also relatively fine... The two nuzzled together for a brief moment, before getting back to business... It seems everyone else also survived the crash, miraculously enough. "Oh, thank Arceus you're alright... I thought I'd lose you again... Fair point... Where even are we right now?..." Hel looked around for signs, and luckily for her, she found one

"Joker's... Funland... Well, this doesn't look like a very pleasant place to be..." For starters it looks dilapidated, not helped by the numerous painted statues dotted around the place. Whoever did the decor for this place certainly hasn't gotten any awards, and they'd be foolish to think a rocket to the face is a good welcoming act... Whatever. Let's try to find a way out of this wretched place. But first... Looks like the two of them would have to find a group first, or make one of their own. Judging by that big fight earlier, splitting off would be a deathwish...

[quote][center]Fenrir and Hel are open for interaction! They're hanging around near the crash site![center][/quote]
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Fenrir

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : Where would this take us?...

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So, it seems everyone is busy taking on that flying baddie. Whatever, he can't fly (unlike his purple Espeon friend) anyways, so he decided to do his best on the ground. Fenrir took no notice of the flying flurries of attacks sent directly at Firefly, busy helping evacuating everyone else from the vicinity. There's a concerning lack of Pokemon around here. But nevertheless. It looks like Eric's doing a better job at rescuing them than him, even with Accelerock he couldn't match the same pace as Eric and his mystical scarf... That's something he hasn't seen before, actually... This is a lot of firsts for him to take in

Eventually, with everyone (hopefully) safe and sheltered, Fenrir shielded himself one last time from the scraps coming out of Firefly's jetpack with a Stone Edge... Hey, he could try making something out of these parts!... Fenrir decides to gather as much as he could. Hel is in for a surprise when he meets her later (if he even does). This is also a prime opportunity for Fenrir to witness the battle go on. Numerous attacks hit one after the other, more metal debris flying away as each of them connect. Yep... He's not gonna last long. There goes him as he flies like an erratic Beedrill and slams into the ground with a magnificent crater... Fenrir would investigate, but...

"THUD!!!"

Someone or something else hit the ground pretty hard, causing even MORE debris to fly up into the air. Some of them even almost broke through Fenrir's Stone Edge wall, barely scratching the Lycanroc. Peeking out of it, another man, much like that yellow haired guy he met couple minutes ago, but something about them felt... Sinister... His suspicions were confirmed when the flying maniac let out a piercing shriek as Fenrir flinched. Fenrir opened his eyes to reveal... A lifeless body, and the mysterious figure flying off at breakneck speeds. Fenrir has no time to react to anything, before something else shows up...

A booming voice, a flying metal box floating midair... Much like a more advanced version of the Corviknight platforms back home...

"Get in. Your work's done here. Those of you who can fly, stay on the outside. We're pursuing Superman."

Who is this person to think they hired him for this job? He's just been here several minutes ago to witness the definition of overkill. But something tells him that they have the answers he's looking for. And considering he and Hel got separated... They better do. Fenrir hesitantly steps into the metal box, greeted by a lavish interior... The mysterious voice later informs them that they control this flying box remotely... Great. His paws are tied here... Best hope they don't try to pull any tricks to "convince" Fenrir to do something. Fenrir paces inside the jet before it took off, looking for... Well, anything to do, actually. People to talk to, or maybe SOMETHING to pass the time... Looks like some people decided to take the scenic route and fly by themselves, Eric included... Can't blame them, he'd rather do that than be stuck here if he could...

The Lycanroc is open for interaction!

Hel

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : Wait a bloody minute... Is that... Fenrir AND Eric?!

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And as if with the blink of an eye, the battle ended. A large crater, a mysterious figure, a shriek of agony, and... Silence. The previously crowded battlefield with everyone tossing in their own attacks into one target is now... Void of much action. A breather, she thinks. At least she didn't have to chip in with her own attack "... Nevermind. Looks like everyone else has it taken care of..." Bummer. She's been itching to get some action here... Hel looks at the now lifeless body from where she stands... Yep, they don't seem to be alive after all that fiasco...

And... So much for a quick break. A metal box hovers from the sky, landing near the crater. Someone's voice coming from it ordered everyone to get inside of it, and mentioned something about... "Their job here being done". Hel glanced at the jet, before turning around to Schezo "I don't remember someone hiring us to do this job... I don't even know what's going on right now... Anyways, you coming along?..." They better not pull any punches. She's not in a good mood right now... It's up to Schezo whether he wants to follow her or to stay...

Surprisingly, things couldn't have gone better. While walking into the jet, Hel decided to plop herself on a seat... A lot more comfortable than the Corviknight platforms back home, despite it not really accommodating for her quadrupedal structure. And then... She saw him... Fenrir's in the same metal box as she is!... She breathed a sigh of relief (in the form of a chilly breeze in the jet), and her day is about to get better... She can see a distinct purple speck flying alongside them, just visible from her window doing some gestures with whoever is a few rows in front of her. No way... It can't be him, can it?... What on Earth is he doing here?... Has Arceus finally turned the tides in her favor?...

Hel is open for interactions!

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @Mav (dunno who else to ping)

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Hi, it's me, the Narrator. Don't mind me, just churning out the content that I should've done couple days ago. You're looking for the stuff behind the hiders

Fenrir

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : Tangoing with the heat!

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Unfortunately, he'll have to cut the reunion short. More people decided to show up, some with a larger air of mystery around them than he's comfortable with. And he's good friends with Agent (if that says something). It seems this place is supposed to be a refuge from someone or... Something... At least that's what he can concur from looking at his surroundings. Improvised tents, bandaged people... Guess that's something he didn't have to ask Eric to know about. But the trail of explosions following someone who set a trail of flames? Not normal. He's guessing they're the menace who caused all this mess. As if their mad cackles didn't give the clue.

Talk about a horrible time for him to show up here of all places. Fortunately for him, unlike Hel he actually could stand the heat. The perks of being a Rock Type... With a group of other people busy dealing with the maniac high above Fenrir decided to make himself useful and help protect the civilians from the stream of fire and the flurry of explosives heading their way. But as if with the blink of an eye, the initially one-piece refugee camp is now split into two, after an unfortunate beam of fire split it cleanly in the middle. At this point everyone else is evacuating with at least one civilian alongside them. Clearly this refuge tent is not safe from that war criminal flying high above. They'll have to get out of their line of sight and farther away from the battlefield

Considering his plan A of beating the daylights out of the arsonist is foiled by their ability of flight (not the first time this has happened, surprisingly enough), he decided to do a Plan B. Getting the civilians out of the combat zone. He decided to carry them one by one to safety until he had a thought... Did he pack some Escape Orbs with him earlier?... Rummaging into his bag, Fenrir discovers that he had three. Right, here's hoping they'll escape somewhere safer with it. Fenrir prepares Accelerock, before charging through a rain of explosives (Web Shot away from him, thankfully. That'll make his job a lot easier). Fenrir does a hot lap across the refugee camp, carrying one man to safety and handing out Escape Orbs to some others. "Use this!... It'll take you somewhere safe!...", he informs everyone who received one. As for the man he's carrying?... He's in a safer place now. He'll have to restock those orbs soon, as he ponders if there are any Kecleon shops in a place like this

Watching the action go from down here, he takes a look at the sheer amount of people taking on the flying maniac... He hopes they could take care of them. Welp, back to getting people to safety! With all his Escape Orbs being used, he can only grab one man at a time. As for those who used the Escape Orbs?... The orb Fenrir handed out to them will glow a bright blue, summoning a pillar of light around them that reaches high beyond the skies. A split second later, they would be in a safer spot than they were...

Obligatory mentions :@ProfSpacecakes @RirisStride1 @ClownTown @Attesa @Yamperzzz

Hel

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : Everyone's piling on them. How nostalgic...

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And just like that, it seems everyone's vacated the building one way or another. The yellow haired man with the giant sword managed to land a hit on the flying menace. It seems everyone else is doing their own number on him, and Hel can only watch for a split second as the action goes on. Too much collateral damage for her to just use Blizzard, and she's fairly uncertain it'll work against him. For now, she can only watch the action happen from the ground level... Where's Firkin when you need him?...

Unfortunately, there's not much time to watch. As soon as Hel touches the ground, she is greeted by a large stream of flames, courtesy of Firefly. Normally this is the part where she'd suffer greatly due to her type disadvantage, but luckily Schezo's back to the rescue, carrying her over to safety like a damsel in distress. And it seems, from his way of speech, that he thinks she is one. "Why, thank you..." The way he presented his words didn't help either. Still, it's the thought that counts. "You're not too bad in a fight yourself...". Hel watches as he swiftly changed the locations of the Shadow Balls, surprisingly motionless until he commanded them to... There's plenty to take in here. A Light Screen just overhead the two of them, protecting them from a vicious chain of explosions

That means she gets front row seats to a spectacle of a show. The odds certainly are stacked against Firefly, and it's pretty much a five... Ten... Too many to count against one. Talk about strength in numbers... Brings her back to simpler times when she and some of her friends would fight against someone in groups. But back to the Dark Mage (Not to be confused with those bizzarely-colored Pokemon back at Vast). It seems they also know Thunderbolt, sending streams of electricity right at Firefly... Just how many moves can a single human learn?!... It's a miracle they weren't around back in her world!

There's an idea floating around in her head that she's too afraid to bring up. "Question... How good are humans at dealing with hailstorms?..." It's too risky for her to use it against a pyromaniac like them at the distance they are at, but if her Blizzard can land a precise hit without much in the way of collateral damage, and if she applies her Aurora Veil to everyone else, it may or may not make up for the rest of it

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @Mav @ratKing (dunno who else to ping)

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : We're diving straight into the action!

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So. Remember that bad feeling Hel had earlier? Well it turned out to be more than just a hunch. Hel watches as more and more people show up to the scene, pelting a certain troublemaker with every kind of attack one can imagine. Someone from the group on the adjacent building seems to be readying a beam attack of some sorts, only for their intended target to strafe away from it, leaving the attack to aim at... The building which the group she is with is on "... Oh cra-" And just like that, the previously unremarkable dark mage seems to show what they are really capable of. Hel watches as they dive down with their sword, deflecting the plasma attack back at the manic flying rascal it was intended to hit in the first place. But not before they send some explosives at the other building!... Not good... If only there's something she could do about it...

As for the Dark Mage... It seems they've got a trick up their sleeve... That landing didn't affect them whatsoever, and as she looks back at the manic flying rascal, she can notice a number of dark spheres surrounding them. Hang on... Are those Shadow Balls?! Humans can do that?!... Hel shakes her head in disbelief, before snapping back into it... Let's see... What CAN she do in a situation like this?... An imaginary Luminous Orb lights up in her head as an idea begins to jolt inside of her head like a lightning bolt. Before the building collapses, Hel fires an Ice Beam directly at the collapsing half, focusing on it so it would be able to make a pillar of ice. That should give everyone in there ample time to evacuate before the building inevitably collapses. Or so she hopes. She's not sure if they have more explosives on them, or if their fire thrusters will melt the wall anyways. It's a temporary solution, but for the time being, that's the best she could do

Still, nothing's stopping Hel from making her way to the ground. She decided to create an ice slide to help her get back to the ground easier, without the risk of being a target by climbing down the same way she climbed up. Weaving the icy slope around the floating Shadow Balls, she continues gaining more and more momentum. And as she reaches the approximate level where the hole in the other building is, she fires a couple more Ice Beams to help reinforce the ice pillar she set up. After all that, she continues on the rest of her way down, the slide reaching the ground and her eventually coming straight to a halt right next to Schezo. That was fun, she should do that again some other time. "So, what did you want to say to me earlier?..."

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @Mav @ratKing (dunno who else to ping)

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : Come on Hel... Get on their good side

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Hel anticlimatically climbed her way up the building's edge, standing back up once all four of her feet are on steady ground. With a chilly breeze blowing around her, she's now silently scanning the rooftop around her, the three individuals being a point of interest for her. Seems like these are what humans truly look like when they're not spirited away into the Pokemon world... At least, that's her current hypothesis, not having seen a single human in her life. Let's see... There's the tall one with silver hair and a hilariously long needle-type blade, there's the one in purple (nothing else on them stands out. Talk about subtle), and the one with yellow hair and a comically large sword behind him... How does he carry that thing anyways, it looks massive!... It's as big and as bulky as the hatchet Karkadann uses back in her guild, and even then it's normal sized for him! Either they really are that strong, or humans in general are just tough as nails...

Anyways, the one with yellow hair backed away and scanned her... The moment they perceive her as a threat, it's game over, she thinks to herself... Maybe they have an idea as to what is happening here?... " I'm assuming you were looking for a certain Superman?... I hope you wouldn't mind if I tagged along... I'm also looking for a friend of mine, after all..." If sticking in a group until she can find Fenrir in this mess is what she must do, then so be it. Let's hope the other two doesn't mind company... And that this won't turn into a wild Psyduck chase. She'll have to see where they take her... Hopefully she'll bump into Fenrir along the way...

And just then, she could hear explosions going on over in the distance. One, two, three, a whole bunch of them going off in sequence. Peering over to the side of the building, she could see a lot going on... It's like a battlefield down there... A trail of fire and flames, a building, miraculously still standing considering the gaping hole it has, with the same trail of flames (and someone falling off of it... That's not gonna be pretty), and a camp set up nearby... Let's see... If she was Fenrir, where'd she go?... " I wonder if those explosions have to do with anything... Should we go check it out?..." Considering they're about to leave anyways, it'd be wise to investigate that way... But somehow, she has a feeling that things are about to get a lot more intriguing...

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @Mav @ratKing

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : This brings back memories, that's for sure

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Fenrir paid attention to the weird individual named Spamton G. Spamton... That's funny, their almost-synthethic and bizzare way of speech reminds him of a certain Porygon-Z he met back in Vast... One who sold him a sword that's basically unmeltable (which he discovered later on that not even a Magcargo could melt it). The nostalgia of his adventures in Vast came pouring back in, like a river of memories flowing in his mind. Fenrir's got Eric to thank for that. And to think he's been so happy in his new life as a Guildmaster he nearly forgot the friends he met along the way... He'll have to reunite with everyone else sometime in the future. Poppet, Language, Super, Larry... Everyone...

And it seems his initial suspicions are correct. That right there is Eric the Espeon. And the Lycanroc behind him?... Is none other than Fenrir himself, in the flesh. As Eric turns his back around after fixing up the Spamton fella, Fenrir can only reply weakly "Surpriiise- GHRK!" And before Fenrir could even continue, Eric charged at him and placed his paws on his cheek. Fenrir could do nothing but embrace the hug which followed afterwards. His fur is fluffy but rough at the same time, like a mix between cotton and gravel, in fact... Yep... It's been ages since they've met in person. He vividly remembers sending a messenger his way a couple days ago, but... This is different. And it's a lot better. It's been too long since they've met... "So good to see you here Eric..."

"Couldn't be better, actually!... I've finally got a guild of my own, along with Hel!... Speaking of... You seen her around? We went through some sort of wormhole and... We both got split up earlier somehow..." Fenrir proudly presents the lapel pin on his orange vest. It's a small circle, with an emblem inside of it and a gold outline... But anyways, as much as he wants to catch up with Eric, he wants to find Hel first. He's confident that she could handle herself. After all, she could take on Zero Isle... But in a place like this? Where neither of the two would have any idea what's going on?... It's simply best if the two just stick close with one another. "And uuuh... What's going on?... Where are we?... I am so lost right now..." There's so much more he'd love to ask, and those are just the tip of the iceberg. At the moment, a time out and some exposition on the current situation he's dealing with would be pleasant...

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @ProfSpacecakes @RirisStride1 @ClownTown @Attesa @Yamperzzz

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Somewhere in Frosthelm Town...

"Wa-wa-wait, Boss!... Are you sure about this?!... This doesn't seem like an Ultra Wormhole!...", the Porygon-Z exclaimed as a group of Pokemon are staring at what appears to be a rift, smack-dab in the middle of town. Everyone seems to wonder what it is, and even the local children of Frosthelm are trying to get a closer look out of curiosity. For all they know, it could be another one of those wormhole that those Ultra Beasts travel with. There has been several documented cases of it, but none of them has ever occured in Steel Continent. "I-i-it could be dangerous!... We shouldn't be out here trying to mess with it!...

It seems this Porygon-Z is panicking out of their mind as two Pokemon decided to step closer to the portal. One of them is a Lycanroc, and another an icy blue Ninetales. The Lycanroc turns back to the Porygon-Z, trying to reassure it."Relax, Pez. I have a feeling this is gonna take us somewhere interesting... And besides, it's not like Palkia's gonna punish us for it, right?..." The Lycanroc turns to the Ninetales, who nodded at their statement "What's the worst that can happen?... Anyways, if nothing's coming out of it... I assume it takes us somewhere... And I want to figure out where exactly it goes..."

"What about the Guild?!... If both of you aren't here, we're all digging our graves-" The Porygon-Z's panic was interrupted by the Lycanroc "We have Hanabi, we have you, and Agent... I'm sure you guys can take care of yourselves... Come on Hel... Let's get to the bottom of this..."

The Lycanroc steps into the rift, followed by the Ninetales as it closes behind both of them. And thus, Fenrir and Hel's tales in the omniverse begins...

Fenrir

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : Where... Am I?...

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Fenrir groggily opens his eyes, lying down in what appears to be an alleyway. He takes his moment to scan his surroundings. Numerous tall buildings surround the area, rising all the way up to the skies. Foul-smelling trash cans just a few feet away from him, several smaller critters scampering to and from it. Hey... They almost look like Rattatas... Maybe this is an alternate world?... He'll have to take a look around. Getting back up on his feet, Fenrir looks around for Hel... Crap. Looks like they got separated somewhere along the rift... He'll have to find her later...

The narrow corridor opens up to a wider one, with plenty more tall buildings which are surprisingly evenly spaced out. Metal poles and trees placed interchangeably on the path he's walking on, coupled with the occasional giant metal box rolling down the road humming as they drive past... This world feels so alien to him. He'll have to explore further... Hey... What's this nifty-looking thing on his wrist?... Doesn't look like one of those Emera Looplets they had back in Water Continent... If only he knows what it does. He decided not to tamper with it much for now. Maybe someone in this place knows what it is?...

Several minutes of walking later, it becomes clear that Fenrir is walking straight into a war zone. The buildings are clearly in worse shape, and some of the metal boxes are now upturned. From the raging fires nearby, Fenrir deduced that it's probably a Fire Type having a rampage through town. A wall of said boxes gathered Fenrir's attention, and as he leapt through them, he finds what appears to be a camp...

There seems to be other forms of life here... One bipedal creature, built like a Machop, is firmly grasping another one's arm... Numerous other similar creatures are laid down on improvised tents, each suffering a varying degree of injury from light to severe. Must be the victims of whatever (or whoever) decided to wreak havoc in a place like this. Fenrir observes the group as they interact with one another, and yet... One of them sticks out like a sore thumb... And he's still as garishly purple as he remembers him several years ago... "... Eric?..."

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @ProfSpacecakes @RirisStride1 @ClownTown @Attesa @Yamperzzz (I hope I mentioned everyone)

Hel

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Condition : Fine
Location : ???
Status : This... Was a mistake...

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Fortunately for Hel, she seems to wake up in a more hospitable place than Fenrir, which is right in the middle of a park, on top of a bench... She instinctively looked around... No Fenrir, no Pez either... A frown begins to form on her muzzle. She shouldn't have been too hasty, they could've left the portal be... But nooo, she had to make that decision and now they're both in... Somewhere... Well, no time to beat herself up over it. Now she has to find her partner and most importantly, a way back home...

This is when she noticed the contraption on her wrist. Hel tried to deduce how it works, but it seems this wasn't built with her physiology in mind... Oh well, she'll know what it is and what it does eventually... Looking up to the skies, Hel notices that several lightning bolts are surrounding a certain tower... Maybe she'll find a clue as to how to get back that way "Yeah... Follow the trouble Hel, why not?...", she grumbled, before making her way closer and closer to the center of it. Maybe she'll bump into someone along the way...

And what are the odds. Hel spots some figures on the rooftops far above. Maybe they're the ones who are behind those lightning bolts she saw earlier... From the shapes she could make out, one of them has a comically large sword, one of them's got long silver hair, and the other... Doesn't stand out much... She'll have to get up there to figure stuff out, but how?... Now would be a good time to have Fenrir's grappling hook...

That is, until an idea came to her. What if she just... Uses the ice on her paws to stick to the side of the building?... Yeah... One ridiculous decision after another won't hurt, right?... She began scaling the side of the tower. One close call after another, she is simply that close to falling to (potentially) her demise. But eventually, she made it to the top to greet those strangers...

A pair of icy blue paws emerge on the side of the building, revealing the Ninetales to the group on the rooftop

Obligatory mentions : @Thatguyinastore @Mav @ratKing

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If the image didn't show / link went wrong I took the image from the Burning Shadows Alolan Ninetales card}

"Now... Let us dance"

Name : Hel

Age : 31

Gender : Female

Canon : Pokemon Mystery Dungeon (OC)

Main thread or sandbox : Main thread

Starting Location : ------------------------

Personality : Fenrir and Hel are like opposite sides of the same coin. Despite her elegant looks and gentle demeanor, Hel may slightly be more reckless than Fenrir. Sometimes she'll take on a Monster House by herself even when Fenrir asks to retreat. Whenever she's not busy doing Explorer missions, she fills her time with knowledge, be it reading or testing the boundaries of her knowledge with an invention or two. She may be more reserved than Fenrir, but once you get on her good side, expect her to be a loyal friend.

Equipment(s)

Medkit :A small pouch full of healing and medical items, with contents similar to that of a first-aid kit. Numerous Berries to cure a myriad of status effects, bandages, plasters and gauzes, and even a special compartment for Reviver Seeds

Hel's Journal :A messy, thick book with pages strewn all over it. Contains numerous schematics, sketches, common Explorer guides, and miscellaneous articles

Explorer Flashlight :A rudimentary source of illumination, essentially a Luminous Orb on a stick. Helps provide light in poorly-lit locations

Traveller's Cloak :A memorabilia of simpler times, this cloak is padded with several patches here and there, and the fabric's seen better days. Fenrir told Hel to get rid of it and get a new one, but it seems she couldn't let go.

Attributes

Pokemon Attributes : Much like any other Pokemon out there, Hel's physical attributes are far beyond most ordinary creatures. And her stats (offense, defense, speed and whatnot) will increase with combat experience

Cryokinesis : Being an Ice Type, Hel is able to manipulate ice and snow in a number of ways, as reflected by most of the moves she could use.

Snow Warning : An Alolan Ninetales' innate ability. It allows Hel to create a hailstorm to boost her Ice type attacks. She could also use a weaker version of this ability to cool the air around her, much like air conditioning.

Ice Beam : With this move, Hel is able to summon a bright blue beam which may freeze her opponents. Depending on the situation Hel may fire one large concentrated Ice Beam to hit a single target, or several smaller ones which are more spread out to hit multiple targets.

Blizzard : Hel can conjure a blizzard around her, which she could direct to target her opponent and may cause them to freeze solid. During a hailstorm, this move never misses.

Aurora Veil : A move that is both practical and stunning. Hel surrounds herself (and possibly her allies) with a veil of rainbow aura, allowing her to protect herself from attacks. This move only works during a hailstorm, and reduces incoming damage from magic type attacks

Hypnosis : Unlike regular hypnosis, this move gives Hel little control over her target's conscience, and must be done up close. It causes her opponents to fall asleep, and in the case they are already asleep when she uses it. The only indication of her using this move is her eyes glowing light blue

Snow Cloak : Despite not explicitly a move, Hel can produce ice crystals on her fur to act as armor, allowing her to fare better against physical attacks. This ties in perfectly with her Snow Warning ability, completely protecting her from hailstorms.

Backstory

Much like Fenrir, she's the only child in a family of explorers. Both Fenrir and Hel have been inseparable friends ever since their childhood, owing to the fact that all four of their parents were part of an exploration team. Of course, this meant that Fenrir and Hel are what you could essentially call child prodigies, learning everything about dungeon crawling and combat faster than most others could progress. They were soon accepted into a local guild as apprentices in a freelance program. Being resourceful and creative they devised a lot of simple yet effective tools to help fellow explorers in their dungeon-crawling experience.

From childhood, she's been interested in discovering new things. Be it a scientific breakthrough, a new invention, or just plain trivia. Whilst on their journeys, the both of them had a dream to run one of the most prestigious Guilds in the whole continent. Hel began sketching some designs at this point, jotting down concept sketches on her book. At the same time, she also started to dabble in researching, with Fenrir by her side to help her test out some of her creations.

Fenrir and Hel travelled across the world, gaining strength and experience from their explorations. After a long journey, they arrived at the Vast Continent (Just in time for a certain disgruntled Floette to flatten a mountain) They checked in to Traveler's Hub in Kanga Inn, and made friends with plenty of Vast's denizens. Despite the numerous strange incidents, world-ending threats and everything in between, they persevered. As of now, Vast is rebuilding from the disasters that plagued it in the past, and all is peaceful there... At least for now...

Unfortunately, they couldn't stay there forever. Fortunately, they would eventually discover a place they can finally call home. Fenrir and Hel decided to settle down in Frosthelm Village, a small mountain village located in Steel Continent. Fenrir and Hel began to slowly work their way, turning Frosthelm from a quaint village into a small town, which just so happens to have one of the best guilds in the continent (and some might say, one of the best in the world).

While Fenrir and Hel may have achieved their dreams, their adventure continues...

Other : Yes, their names are inspired by Norse mythology. Don't worry, it's just the two of them.

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"Let's do this!"

Name : Fenrir

Age : 32

Gender : Male

Canon : Pokemon Mystery Dungeon (OC)

Main thread or sandbox : Main thread

Starting Location : ------------------------

Personality : On the surface, he's just like every stereotype one can think of for a Midday Lycanroc. Loyal, calm, calculated, everything in the book down to a T. Unlike most of his species, however, he's far from reserved, and is always eager to socialize with anyone (and sometimes, anything). Despite his stoic looks, Fenrir is far from expressionless, and given a choice, he'd be the type to pick the neutral route. He likes to just relax and hang out with his friends.

Equipment(s)

Explorer's Satchel : A must-have for any explorer. Lined with numerous pockets and straps to carry as many items as efficiently as possible. Contains numerous items like Berries (Mostly Oran and Sitrus for healing, but there's a few others), Iron Thorns, Escape Orbs, Reviver Seeds, and Max Elixirs, just to name a few.

Iron Thorns : Commonly found in some of the tougher Mystery Dungeons (Or alternatively, forged by a blacksmith). Fenrir can throw these as projectiles accurately, despite his quadrupedal posture, to compensate for his lack of long-range abilities (Accuracy determined by dice roll)

Grappling Hook : A metal hook in the shape of a bird's talons, attached to a piece of rope. Perfect for climbing vertical surfaces, and much like the Iron Thorns, perfectly usable despite Fenrir's quadrupedal posture. It may also serve other purposes in combat too, as he recently discovers

Orange Vest : A plain orange vest (not shown on image) Fenrir wears. Made of regular fabric

Attributes

Pokemon Attributes : Much like any other Pokemon out there, Fenrir's physical attributes are far beyond most ordinary canines/lupines. And his stats (offense, defense, speed and whatnot) will increase with combat experience

Geokinesis : Being a Rock Type, Fenrir is able to manipulate rocks in a number of ways, as reflected by most of the moves he could use.

Stealth Rock : Using this move, Fenrir can lay a trap with numerous pointed rocks buried halfway into the ground, much like caltrops. Usually used in conjunction with Accelerock.

Accelerock : Fenrir's signature move, one only Midday (and technically Dusk) Lycanrocs can master, and a variation of Quick Attack. Upon using this move, Fenrir will be coated in a white aura and he'll receive a large burst of speed to charge at the opponent. Alongside this, Accelerock allows Fenrir to send rocks, pebbles and debris flying towards his target.

Stone Edge : With this move, Fenrir summons numerous jagged stone pillars from under the ground. He could use this move offensively, causing said pillars to rush at the opponent, or defensively, using said pillars as a wall to block attacks

Rock Tomb : Fenrir can create a barrage of rocks which fly straight at the opponent, restricting their movement if the move connects.

Backstory

The only son to a duo of explorers, Fenrir's been acquainted with exploring Mystery Dungeons for many years ever since he hatched. He and Hel have been inseparable friends ever since their childhood, owing to the fact that all four of their parents were part of an exploration team. Of course, this meant that Fenrir and Hel are what you could call child prodigies, learning everything about dungeon crawling and combat faster than most others could progress. They were soon accepted into a local guild as apprentices in a freelance program. Being resourceful and creative they devised a lot of simple yet effective tools to help fellow explorers in their dungeon-crawling experience.

Fenrir and Hel travelled across the world, gaining strength and experience from their explorations. After a long journey, they arrived at the Vast Continent (Just in time for a certain disgruntled Floette to flatten a mountain) They checked in to Traveler's Hub in Kanga Inn, and made friends with plenty of Vast's denizens. Despite the numerous strange incidents, world-ending threats and everything in between, they persevered. As of now, Vast is rebuilding from the disasters that plagued it in the past, and all is peaceful there... At least for now...

Unfortunately, they couldn't stay there forever. Fortunately, they would eventually discover a place they can finally call home. Fenrir and Hel decided to settle down in Frosthelm Village, a small mountain village located in Steel Continent. Fenrir and Hel began to slowly work their way, turning Frosthelm from a quaint village into a small town, which just so happens to have one of the best guilds in the continent (and some might say, one of the best in the world).

While Fenrir and Hel may have achieved their dreams, their adventure continues...

Other : What the dog doin?