Thundercrash

Legends Among Us (Pokemon RP) (closed)

@Zanavy So, is Rethel officially "out"?

Divided We Stand

Hey everybody.

Just letting you all know that I will be removing myself from this story. For a number of reasons, I no longer feel that I am welcome, so I think this will be for the best.

I wish you all good luck with developing this story together, and if I encounter any of you in another RP, I hope that we can build something good together.

The Academy: A School for Metahumans [Closed]

@Dusksong If the banter between her and Paulina is any indication, Korie seems like somebody who appreciates a good bit of silliness. She's a shapeshifter, and @Themerlinhawk is free to chime in on this, but I don't think we need to be restricted to our partners. Maybe have her get in on the body changing fun?

We could make a game of it! Have her pick someone to shift into, and somebody else has to guess which is the real one XD

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@Dusksong Well, perhaps later on. Shade is peeved that she didn't get her kill.

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@Dusksong Or, we take a captive... How, I don't know...

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@A Tattooed Girl So, I foresee a problem.

@Dusksong Is currently the only one with a Regime character. You may not have much to do.

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@Dusksong Raven gets one extra person off her back, owes Shade, and Niamh gets a nifty scar to prove how tough she is :) Might want somebody too look at it before she goes into shock though.

The Academy: A School for Metahumans [Closed]

Paulina Benson_{@Thundercrash} & Liam Pyne_{@Themerlinhawk}

Smiling at her friends, Paulina turned back to Liam and grinned. “This should be fun. So, how is this going to work?” she asked as she pulled a pack of chalk out of her backpack, setting about with creating a pair of circles on the floor. ”These circles are going to be set-up to monitor both our bodies and record any biological changes, particularly in our brains, so hopefully I will finally be able to see how your spooky stuff works.”

With a gentle movement. Liam smudged her first circle. “It’s too dangerous to attempt a change from that far apart. Physical contact makes transference easier; wouldn’t want to send your soul spiralling into the aether because the switch went wrong. That and it eliminates any sort of possibility that something gets in the way. I know you can’t detect them but there are at least two dozen lesser spirits hanging around right now. Not to mention a pair of class three spirits and of course the class four that is hanging out across the room right now.” Taking the chalk Liam drew the second circle almost touching the first one. Circles and chalk were nothing new in his experience but he prefered salt. It had an unusual effect on spirits; it appeared to be one of the only things in the physical world that would actually affect them.

Looking up at Paulina, Liam quirked an eyebrow. “So I think this goes without saying but if something goes sideways. I warned you.” It was incredibly pessimistic of him but it was unfortunately the truth. “Also. If a boy who looks like he’s been drowned shows up. It would behoove you to tell me at your earliest possible convenience since he will probably cause more than a few problems.” The boy still felt bad about the last go round Paulina and the spirit world had with each other so hopefully Noah didn’t put in an appearance.

Accepting the correction, Paulina continued filling in the indecipherable runes along the edge of the circle. She still wasn’t sure how it was she could understand them. Best she could figure, it was something instinctual, like it was hard-coded into her. ”You’re the expert here, Spooky Boy. I’m along for the ride right now.” She flashed a smile at him while she worked. ”You shouldn’t worry about bad stuff happening, you know. Will you do your best to make sure that we don’t get hurt?”

Distractedly Liam turned back from his contemplation of the left wall of the gym. Really he needed to finish preparations for this evening. “Hmm? Of course I will. It’s just that there will always be an inherent danger to anything we are going to do here. I just hope that my spiritual immunity is tied to my body. Things could go quite badly if a powerful spirit wanders by and decides to go for a joyride.” Stepping over the line she had drawn on the ground he pocketed his hands and gave Arty a nod. The ghost seemed to understand and faded away; it was best to not have the spirits that did like him around incase he needed make use of something equivalent to spiritual pepper spray.

The enchantress’s smile widened slightly. ”And are you planning on doing anything to my body while we’re switched?”

Blinking, Liam’s eyes narrowed at the proposal as he considered the implications of what she was asking. “No, why do you ask?” All of the sudden Liam was far more concerned with his own well being as opposed to Paulina’s for some reason, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but the question seemed….suspicious. “Believe it or not I’m generally a pretty uninteresting individual so I don’t plan on taking advantage of the one person who has bothered to help me practice.” The frown lingered as he gave her a long look.

Finishing the circles, Paulina turned to face him fully and laid her hand on Liam’s shoulder. ”Then I trust you, and what will happen, will happen. This is an experiment, half the fun is the uncontrolled variable.” Her teasing smile came back. ”But, if you do suddenly feel the need to “go to the bathroom”,” she leaned closer, whispering in his ear, ”I wouldn’t mind.”

The look on his face was priceless, and she giggled as she gave him back his space. ”You can’t tell me you’ve never thought about it.”

Narrowing his eyes a smile like you would expect to see on an adder or some other poisonous snake crossed his lips. “Why of course I have? Do you take me as something other than a teenage male. That being said I have standards and a certain image to uphold.” With the sly grin still in place he gestured to the circle across from him. “Unless you have any further comments or questions we can get started.” Something in his eyes had changed. The comments had finally kindled a bit of Liam’s impish nature and he was not about to be outdone.

Paulina laughed. ”And Pyne fires back without fear! There is a man underneath all that spookiness!” Turning where her laptop lay open on the floor, she angled the camera so that it would have a clear look at the both of them before giving him a positively salacious look, her eyes flicking briefly to his waist. ”But, I suppose I’ll have proof of that soon enough.”

Standing up, she stepped into the other circle. ”Time for the fun part! Please clearly explain, for the record and in as much detail as you can, what we are about to do.”

Liam cleared his throat and spoke clearly. “In short we are going to switch the vessels of our souls. I will be changing the positions of our souls via physical contact. The actual effect should be that of being in complete control of the the other person's body and complete use of the other senses. What will be happening in detail is the very essence of our existence will be switching what vessel it resides in. Currently there is little to no explanation as to what exactly the spirit is made up of and how those without a body can even interact with the mortal world.” Liam gave her an eyebrow raise. “Ready? Last chance to run.” It was a sincere question as it seemed like Paulina thought it was a game but it wasn’t. Not for Liam.

Pursing her lips, Paulina tilted her head and seemed to actually think about the question. ”Hmm, depends.” She broke out in a grin. ”Do you think you can handle trading in your man-card for a while?” Giggling, she shook her head. ”Liam, relax, will you? While I was first learning how to use my enchantments I almost split my head open on the floor while trying to figure out how to get down from the ceiling. What will happen will happen, so there’s no point in stressing yourself out. Now, what do you need me to do?”

With a calming sigh Liam gently reached out towards Paulina’s face. As he moved he took his emotions and thoughts carefully pooling them and preparing to make use of his powers. Best to give her a good ride. Servants, Soldiers, Minions of the Cold Dark. With a push outwards he called out to the lingering spirits around the gym. Might as well give her something to look at. As the spirits filtered into the room Liam triggered his spirit sight and looked over Paulina’s shoulder. Straight at the small, fire eaten form of Annamarie. Lovely.

Pressing his fingers along the edge of her jaw and his thumbs to her temples Liam drew Paulina’s soul from her vessel and into his body of a brief moment.

Fear, the smell of kerosine lingering in the air and the soft weeping of a young girl. The need to cause fear. Squeeze every last drop of terror from the frail.

Forcing himself out of the memory he realized he needed to move his soul. WIth an effort the next thing he knew he was staring back into his own face feeling his own hands on his new face. Fuck. This is gnarly.

A shiver ran through Paulina’s “body”, and she took a breath. “Whoo, that was...something. Wow.” She blinked, looking into her own blue eyes. “Whoa, this is so weird. I’m talking, but it’s not my voice. Damn, you are deep.” Looking down at “her” self, she studied his hands and feet. “View’s a bit different without the girls in the way.” Patting at Liam’s chest and stomach, she raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Holy shit, Liam, you are ripped. What do you have in here, iron?”

Paulina’s body shifted in obvious discomfort and it was clear Liam’s experience was entirely different than what Paulina was experiencing. “His” ears had colored almost immediately at the realization that something about what Paulina was wearing was not quite right. In fact it was Very not right. At first it had been an interesting experience to be lacking somethings and having a very different distribution of weight. That was until he realized that he could feel an awful lot more things than expected and that he was fairly certain it was not the norm.

Snapping “his” head up suddenly he shot a murderous glare at “Paulina”. “Oh I get it now. Enjoy some of your own medicine.” Paulina’s hand shot out and “Liam” tapped himself on the forehead and triggered his ghost sight in his own body. The motion also covered a wiggle he performed with Paulina’s body to attempt to ease the uncomfortable ropes that crisscrossed beneath her shirt. Hopefully that would give her enough of a distraction for him to pull off a little payback.

It took everything Paulina had not to burst out laughing. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist! It was too good of an opportunity! You have to admit, it’s-” She instinctively jerked back when Liam tapped “her” forehead, and blinked. “Oh, whoa. Wow.” Suddenly the gymnasium had become a lot more crowded. Looking around with wide eyes, “her” mouth hung open, her previous humour forgotten. “Wooow. So this is what you see every day.” Her eyes settled on a little girl that suddenly now stood just outside the chalk circle. She couldn’t have been much more than ten years old, her body covered in horrific burns. “Um, hello.” What did one say to the ghost of a dead girl? “There’s a little burned girl standing beside us.”

Liam gave Paulina a smug look from her own body. “Her name is Annemarie. Be nice. Her parents left her in a burning building while she was asleep. It wasn’t their fault but she is understandably upset about the events of her death.” With another squirm Liam eyed the rest of the gym. “You are in so much trouble, I hope you know that.” Snapping his gaze back to her he gave her a smirk.

“Wow, Paulina, what are you. At least a D? Shall we take a vote?” With the louder comment Liam reached towards the edge of Paulina’s shirt and pulled it up a little with a wicked teasing grin.

Paulina knew exactly what Liam was doing. “So that’s how you want to play this, is it?” His lips curved into a sly smile, and she hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, pulling it open a little. “Fair’s fair, “big man”,” she called out with a slightly mocking tone. “I’ll show you yours if you show me mine.”

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Shade

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A few hundred yards away, a girl watched the action through the scope of her rifle. She’d been tracking the brunette with the clipboard, most likely one of the so-called “scientists”, for a while, looking for an opportunity. Silent kills were the best when it came to dealing with the Regime; Shade would keep watch while Razor went for the kill. By the time anybody realized what had happened, it would be too late; they'd have the safety of distance and their prey would be thoroughly on edge. Sniping was loud and drew attention, plus the hunting Pokemon were annoyingly good at tracking her down once they were let loose, but she could usually get two or three before having to move. Unfortunately, the presence of the Metang and the general lack of cover made it more difficult. Steel Pokemon always were difficult kills.

The prisoner made things more complicated. Shade knew better than most that it tended to be a very short-term state, and it was seldom a pleasant one. She'd seen it before: in all likelihood, the girl would have a temporary stay in a tiny cell, followed by an interrogation in which anything was allowed, then a mockery of a trial before her summary, and possibly publicly televised execution. If she was lucky. The unlucky ones were an exercise in imagination that Shade preferred not to do.

Unfortunately, there hadn't been a great deal she could do. As much as Shade might have wanted to help, the girl was surrounded by soldiers. Shade and Razor were good, but not THAT good. One would have to be suicidal to just charge in.

Apparently somebody was. An being rather successful at it, if the exploding trucks were any indication. An Electabuzz? Didn't know they lived out here. Things began moving very fast, and very surprising. The Electabuzz freed the girl, and after a brief moment the pair took off, straight in Shade’s direction. It would take only seconds for the disoriented guards to give pursuit. Her previous target was now moving to intercept. She'd seen Metang move quickly across open terrain, but the trees would force it to slow down or risk clotheslining its master on a branch. As amazing as that would be to see, the Regime made sure their Pokemon were too well “trained” to let that happen. Shade made her decision.

The sharp crack of the rifle echoed through the trees, and one of the guards chasing the fleeing escapee slumped to the ground. She knew Razor was watching everything, and the Sneasel was smart enough to realize what she wanted. He wouldn't be happy about it, but he would understand. Loading in another round, she aimed a snarling Growlithe that was closing on the girl's heels. Another pull of the trigger, and the Puppy Pokemon went tumbling nose over tail. A black blur leaped from amid the forest undergrowth, and blood spurted from the neck of another guard as the Sneasel disappeared as quickly as it had arrived. He'd be heading up into the trees now, attack from another vantage point.

Shade turned her aim back to the scientist girl. She was getting close now, and if she ordered Metang to use its psychic abilities, it would be all over for the escapee. Shade took aim, leading the shot, but a moving target heading in a perpendicular direction was not an easy shot to make, as the bullet caught the scientist in the shoulder and knocked her off her seat. Dammit! The lack of a clean kill made Shade grit her teeth. She only had a handful of bullets left on her, and she doubted that she would get the opportunity to loot the bodies. This girl she was helping had better be worth it.

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Shade

Kassandra “Shade” Garrard

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My Name (Wearing Me Out) by Shinedown | You’ll Be In My Heart by Phil Collins

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The first rule of hunting is don't be stupid

Full-Birth Given Name

Kassandra Garrard

Preferred Name | Nickname

Shade | The Butcher

Sexual Identification

Bisexual Female

Established In

24 years old, April 13th, 2323

Place of Birth

Northwest Territories

Also Knowing

Carries two knives, a hand ax, hunting rifle, and bow plus arrows that she has made herself. Skilled hunter, tracker, and medic.

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The second is assume that your prey is at least as smart as you are

Rebel or Regime

Rebel

Pokemon Companion

Sneasel (Razor)

History with Pokemon

Shade and Razor have known each other since they were very young. They first encountered each other while she was on a hunting trip with her father, and over time have developed a relationship first as playful competitors, then as hunting partners.

Short Biography

Very little is known about the wanted felon known to Regime soldiers as The Butcher. They first came to the Regime’s attention approximately two years ago, when capture teams began disappearing. Further investigations has narrowed it down to a single individual tracking and systematically murdering Regime soldiers, however attempts to track down this individual have proven to be frustratingly difficult due to the lack of survivors and the fact that they never stay in a region for great lengths of time.

What is known is that they are ruthless, with all victims, both human and Pokemon, having had their throats slit, in addition to other injuries. They are also very good at evading detection, as well as luring capture teams into traps.

Persona

Shade is a grim individual. She is used to spending large amounts of time alone with only Razor for company, so she has a tendency to be very blunt and straight to the point with people. She is primarily driven by a her hatred for the Regime, making her ruthless when dealing with them and suspicious of those claiming to have left. She takes no pleasure in killing, but she does feel that this war is not going to have a peaceful resolution and recognizes that the Regime will not show anyone mercy, so neither will she.

Equally important is her reverence and love of Pokemon. Shade grew up being taught that all life was sacred and connected, and that thoughtless or intentional cruelty was one of the worst sins one could commit. For this reason, she prays for every Pokemon she kills so that its soul may find peace, safe from the Regime’s grasp.

Physical Description

Shade is quite short, at 5’2”. Her black hair is very short and choppy, like it was cut with a knife, with sharp amber eyes that seem to pierce through you staring out from her round face. Due to growing up living off the land, Shade has a very lean musculature and is stronger than she looks. She wears thick, warm clothing that is very worn, torn and patched up from use.

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