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Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
2 yrs ago
Pokédollars: 900p 1x Potion 6x Pokeballs Camping Kit Spelunking Equipment Good Rod, Red
Slayer
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
Sable
Gender: Female Type: Water Personality: Naive Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Stays close to the group at all times after nearly being poached. Level: 6 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun Ability: Sheer Force Removes added effects to increase move damage. Held Item: None
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"That it was, though in the end he kinda beat himself. Between his Growlithe being blinded by Mud Slap and his Rufflet confused to high hell from Confusion." Stepping back and looking around, he notes the suspicious way the bug catchers are eyeing both him and Connor and sighs, realizing getting them to open up might not be as easy as he thought. "And a Pokemon that hasn't been seen in years? Must make it rare, which would explain their reluctance. They specialize in Bug types and a rare one is like a fucking diamond for them. Though...wonder if there's any Scyther around here." Shaking his head, he focuses back on Connor.
"Anyways, since you're here, after I head into the village for some more Pokeballs, thought I'd ask if you wanted to team up and chase this rumor down together." After getting his answer, Jason would head into town and buy three Pokeballs, bringing his total back up to six, before heading back to investigate the source of the slash marks in the mighty woods of the Starbor Forest.
Pokédollars: 1500p 1x Potion 3x Pokeballs Camping Kit Spelunking Equipment Good Rod, Red
Slayer
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
Sable
Gender: Female Type: Water Personality: Naive Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Stays close to the group at all times after nearly being poached. Level: 6 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun Ability: Sheer Force Removes added effects to increase move damage. Held Item: None
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Sighing when Adrianne hung up, Jason put the pokedex away and continued on his trek. Of course she would beat around the bush about the person falling out of rift in the sky, that's probably some top level government shit and frankly, he wasn't that curious. Content with what was said for now, the young man continues walking until he arrives at Starbor and upon initial arrival, can do little more than stare at the trees in awe. That's...holy shit that's huge. And there are people finding those slash marks on them? I'm sorry, but HOW? Deciding to save the questions for later, he continues past the border of the trees and into their proper, where the forest really showed off its size. Walking and looking up, he almost ran into someone on their way out of the forest and that was when Jason decided to actually pay attention to his surroundings outside of what he was walking through.
Finding groups of bug catchers was unsurprisingly easy as he saw the various bug types crawling around and living their lives. The bug catchers all seemed to alternate between watching and catching the various bugs, but some seem to be discussing things in various sized groups. However, what really caught Jason's attention was the sight of a familiar cowboy hat bobbing around further up the path. Jogging over, Jason smiles and rests a hand on Connor's shoulder. "Fancy seein' you here. You chasing those claw marks too?"
Pokédollars: 1500p 1x Potion 3x Pokeballs Camping Kit Spelunking Equipment Good Rod, Red
Slayer
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
Sable
Gender: Female Type: Water Personality: Naive Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Stays close to the group at all times after nearly being poached. Level: 6 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun Ability: Sheer Force Removes added effects to increase move damage. Held Item: None
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Snapping a quick picture of the mark on the back of Bary's hand, Jason thanks Bo and heads for the door as he raises the Pokedex to his ear, already having pressed talk to call Adrianne. However, Bary's last line caught him a bit off guard and he glanced back just long enough to raise an eyebrow before looking forwards again and walking the rest of the way out. It rang until either Adrianne actually picked up or it sent him to voicemail. "Hey Adrianne, this is Jason Connor, the kid from Hoenn you recruited. Got a handful of things to talk to you about. One, last night I rescued an alternate colored Totodile from a poacher on Route 4, said something about a woman hiring him to get it for her. I informed the police as well, but figured I should tell you too. Two, I hear tell a person fell from a crack in the sky. I get you're not required to tell me anything, but knowing whether or not that's true would be nice. Three, I'm getting ready to head through Starbor and heard there's rumors that the Corrupted Marsh is more active, and I'm gonna confirm. Not sure going alone is smart, so I thought I'd ask if anyone else from my group was free to come help.
Lastly, and this one is...strange, is the Night Touched. The shop owner I talked to couldn't offer a whole lot on it and I hoped that you might be able to shed some light on it. The story he told me sounded SUPER similar to the old Darkrai tales I heard as a kid, but I don't remember this strange mark being a part of it." If she answered, he waited for her response to his barrage of topics as he walked. If it was her voicemail, he hung up and then continued off towards Starbor.
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
Sable
Gender: Female Type: Water Personality: Naive Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Stays close to the group at all times after nearly being poached. Level: 6 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun Ability: Sheer Force Removes added effects to increase move damage. Held Item: None
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Jason arched his own eyebrow at the mention of the large slash marks on the tree trunks. That's...interesting. I'm gonna have to go find one of the bug-catchers when I'm done here, which, the young man glanced out towards where he could see the large trees of the forest outside the window of the shop and chuckled, shouldn't be all that hard. Mention of the corrupted marsh made him grimace though, especially since it seemed there was increasing activity. Contrary to the shop owner's belief, not that it was unfounded, his dad had warned him several times about the Corrupted Marsh and what it was, so confirming it and informing Kapoc and Adrianne what was going on would probably be a good idea, though doing it alone...it probably wasn't a good idea, so he should probably ask if anyone else could head this way to back him up.
Then came the mention of the myth. "If you're interested in myth, however, then I've got a bit more for you. You've seen those trees, right?" The shopkeeper asked, referring the towering colossus that were the trees that made up Starbor Forest, which Jason realize he needed some climbing gear." You've probably never heard of this since you're not from here, but apparently Starbor Forest is home to what some folks call a 'Forest Deity.' Long ago in ancient times, there was a calamitous fire that razed forests and villages into simply ash. In the aftermath, when everything was already lost both people and Pokemon prayed for a miracle, anything to save 'em. Their prayers were answered by what we call The Forest Deity, who raised the forest that we see today from the ground and taught man how to live alongside with its creation, hence the village."
Not unlike the stories about Groudon and Kyogre, though definitely more...benevolent than either of them. And definitely Rayquaza. The young man returned his attention to the shopkeeper as he mentioned the shrine and the young man made a mental note to definitely chase that down when he reached the woods. Content with the information he got and the shopkeeper was happy to move on, he was about to look at the rods when another man spoke up, the high pitched creak coming from behind him and forcing him to turn around as Bo told him to be quiet. As is usually the case with old coots, the man spoke anyways.
"I saw it, I saw it I did! The sky cracked and a person fell out of it! That Adriane girl was on the scene! I'm tellin' ya the truth! I'm not crazy!" Bo said to ignore it, however, Jason's interest was piqued when he mentioned what happened to poor old Bary.
"I'm sorry, and I think I'll just take a red Good Rod, but what is the Night Touch?" He also pulled out his Pokedex and pulled up Adrianne's information to call her when he had a free moment. Something he'd learned from taking history for the Ren Faires back home was crazy people often had good points, if a bit embellished.
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
Sable
Gender: Female Type: Water Personality: Naive Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Stays close to the group at all times after nearly being poached. Level: 6 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun Ability: Sheer Force Removes added effects to increase move damage. Held Item: None
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After rescuing the Totodile the night before, Jason had slept pretty hard, waking up almost an hour later than he had originally planned on. Rushing through his usual morning routine to make up for the one hour less he had, he proceeded to pack up camp and turned to look around, watching the Galarian Yamask float around and the Goletts he could see line their boulders. Well, this was were the journey really began, what with the catching of Murus and Sable. Now on to the next leg. Who knows, maybe someone at the fishing rod store has something for me on where to snag another harder to find Pokemon. Smiling and looking at the three Pokeballs on his belt, Jason turned and headed out of the ruins towards the fishing rod shop. After about an hour trek, as he didn't want to upset any Geodudes on his path, the aspiring trainer arrived at the store, which fortune would have that it was open.
As soon as he walked in, it was clear that there was quite the selection of both rods and baits, along with their prices. However, he approached the counter, where a very heavyset man with burly arms and a large gut that spilled over his pants stood. He had a large salt and peppered beard that was well maintained and wore a fishing cap over his head. Despite him being an absolute giant of a man, he looked to be quite friendly and he laughed out a greeting as the young man approached. "Bahahaha! Welcome to ol' Bo's Fishing Mart! Now how can I help you?" He perused the prices again behind the man before speaking.
"Well, I'm looking at getting a rod, but since I'm heading into Starbor Wood, I was wondering if you'd heard any rumors from that part of the route."
Name: Damian Harrison Nickname (if any): None Title or Hero/Villain/Code name (if any):Deadeye Species: Augmented Human Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Age:32 Birthday: January 17th, 1986 Personality: Damian is many things to the public that knows him; a joker, a reliable friend, a bit of a gambler who always beats the odds, and a skilled martial artist and marksman. And in truth, he is all these things, but he’s also calculating and, when necessary, manipulative. Every action he takes is carefully considered, the pros and cons of each taken into account before he starts it. All this is a by-product of his high level of intelligence, which should have produced arrogance, but instead created compassion. Appearance (description, doll-maker, or face-claim):Standing at an intimidating six feet, 8 inches tall, Damian has fiery red hair with a black streak that he keeps long enough to style but short enough to keep out of the way. His eyes, a startling sapphire blue, are set into a handsome face with a five o’clock shadow. Affiliation (if any): None Powers (if any): The augmentation process left Damian more than human, with enhanced strength and agility. The fastest he’s ever been clocked at has him hitting speeds of mach 2 and he can catch a bullet without looking at it.
Stalker Armor-Equipped with a number of high tech gadgets from different vision modes to hidden weapons, this armor was designed to take punishment from foes such as Super Angel and dish it out as well as withstand extreme environments.
Armor Features: Hidden Blades Wrist-mounted Machine pistols, hidden Cryo Grenades, limit 3 a mission/job Smoke Grenades, same as Cryo Infrared, Night, and Magnetic Vision modes Hidden Knives, four of them, two straight edge and two serrated
Demonio’s Glaive- With a blade lined with a plasma edge, this glaive has been known to bisect heavily armored Hulkling Hunter Armor without issue. It is folded in half and stored on Dead-On’s back when not in use, but his skill with it should not be underestimated.
Apollo Bow- Specialized for taking out targets at range, the bow is strung for sending an arrow 1,200 yards with enough force to pin a man in Powered Armor to the wall. At short range, it can kill three men in a line. Has triple bladed broadheads, armor piercing heads, explosive heads and grappling hook heads.
Red Ace Revolver-Specially designed, this revolver has the power to stop a charging rhino in one shot. Fires armor-piercing lethal, sedative, non-lethal, and tracking rounds.
Weaknesses: Sociable- Because he has a circle of friends that he enjoys spending time with, when he isn’t around or cancels hangouts, it's noticed and it’s talked about. Anyone looking to find Deadeye could use this should they learn of it.
Limited arsenal-While he brings an exhaustive amount of extra ammunition for his revolver and carries a spare quiver of arrows, once he’s out of munitions, he’s extremely vulnerable at most ranges.
Honorable-As a practitioner of MMA, he comes into a fight wanting every foe to lose or die at their best. So don’t expect cheap shots. Likes (optional): Dislikes (optional): Current Residence: An apartment in Gotham. Backstory: Before the convergence of the two universes, Deadeye was a rising vigilante in Gotham City, putting down the criminals who proved too dangerous to take in and kicking the shit out of those who proved too tame to need locked up. He gained the abilities to begin doing this after volunteering for an American military project called the Prometheus Program. The goal of the program was to produce super soldiers capable of competing with some of the world’s greatest heroes. However, due to the nature of the serum used, and the infiltration of the first injection by an enemy spy, Damian was the only one made and he promptly left after the assassination of the project’s lead. Moving to Gotham, he made it clear he was done with the military and the nations larger issues when he sent the man sent to try and retrieve him back with all his bones in his legs and arms broken.
Deciding after a few months of watching Gotham’s criminal’s escape that he was done letting the Bat family do a job they clearly weren’t fit to do, he started his own war on crime, with the aforementioned methods. These methods brought him into conflict with the long standing defenders of Gotham, the Bat Family, on a fairly regular basis. His first encounter with the Bat Family occurred while he was exchanging “words” with some of Freeze’s gang during one of their heists. For Damian, it was standard procedure, cut the power to the building, activate night vision, breach, bang, and clear. Breaking up little raids like these didn’t usually have casualties, unless you counted shattered kneecaps as such.
He was on the second floor, clearing out the third room when he heard the sounds of scattered gunfire further down the hall. Right on time, he thought as he rushed the last of Freeze’s men in the room in front of him, knocking the first one out with a quick blow to his temple and the second one with a pair of quick nerve strikes. Pausing, he listened to the sounds of the others being knocked out and waited, spinning one of his serrated knives while waiting when none other than the big Bat himself walked in, Robin close behind, though he couldn’t place which one.
“Batman himself. Wondered when you’d catch up to me, took you longer than I’d given you credit for.” Batman didn’t reply right away, instead appraising the unconscious or paralyzed people around them before looking back at the armored person in front of the dynamic duo.
“You didn’t kill any of them.” Damian nodded, tossing the knife up and catching it by the hilt and sheathing it in it’s hidden location.
“No reason to. These guys are just trying to make ends meet while helping Freeze save his wife.” He started pacing in front of the pair, watching the Bat for any indication he would move. “You know, it’s strange when you think about Batman. Freeze turned to crime to cure his wife, because the medical community couldn’t help him due to a lack of funds. Cobblepot’s family went bankrupt ultimately, and poor Killer Croc? Just needed medical and psychological help but couldn’t afford it. And yet Batman and Robin, Gotham’s caped guardians of the night, always have the latest high tech gadgets, always able to repair damage to a suit, have a fresh supply of your stupid little boomerangs.” Robin speaks up and corrects Damian.
“They’re batarangs, asshole.” Ignoring the jab, Damian continues his speech.
“I found it so odd that I started looking into where all the big money in Gotham is putting that money to use, namely Bruce Wayne, and, oddly, not much was going towards HELPING those people who needed it, like Freeze or Croc. But no, I didn’t kill them, they aren’t all that dangerous. Not like the clown.” He knew that mentioning Joker would trigger a reaction from the Dark Knight and it did.
“What does the Joker have to do with anything, Deadeye?” Damian grinned behind his helmet.
“Plenty, looking at everyone he’s killed. And yet you always see him sent to Arkham, where he inevitably breaks out and kills more people. Come on Batsy-boy, you have to see the fucking problem with that?” The big Bat hadn’t moved, but clearly there was tension there as he spoke.
“Killing the criminals doesn’t solve the problem. If that’s how you view things, you’re no better than them.” Incredibly fast, a batarang flew towards the armored man, who caught it effortlessly.
“I don’t kill them indiscriminately, Bruce. I kill the ones with potential to really become a problem or have proven themselves too much of a problem to keep alive.” Dropping the batarang, Damian takes a stance. “The clown is a problem who needs to be dealt with. And since you have enough influence on the Red Hood to keep him from doing it, when I catch up to him, I will.” This resulted in a brawl between the two heroes and himself, though it was short lived as the police showed up almost on queue. Since then, the two have regularly traded blows and, among other things, tried to take the other out. In one instance, Bruce attempted to use his friends and girlfriend to get to him, which ended poorly for the Caped Crusader. Special Skills (if any): Trained MMA fighter and tactical training he won’t elaborate on where he learned it. Other: Likes cats and pie.
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"𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖊. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘." ~ Jason
𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃
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Name:
Jason Tiberius Stark
Nicknames:
Jace, Ty
Gender:
Male
Species:
Human
Occupation:
*Student *Heir to Stark Industries
Place Of Origin:
New York City
Alias:
Iron Knight
Age:
20
Birthday:
January 17, 1997
𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃
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Relationship Status:
Single
Sexuality:
Straight
Partner:
None
Father:
Tony Stark
Mother:
Pepper Potts
Siblings:
Connor Tony Stark
Pets:
A calico cat named Smalls that he got for his sixteenth birthday as a kitten.
Other:
He spends a lot of time just flying the skies of New York, thinking.
Jason Tiberius Stark has inherited much of his father and his mother’s personalities, ranging from his mother’s kind heart to his father’s hot headedness. However, of those things, his father’s overconfidence stands out the most, as Jason is known to get into situations he likely can’t handle alone with full confidence that he can, and his mother’s caring heart of his mother’s personality traits, putting others well-being before his own on numerous occasions.
Likes:
✔ Tinkering and Building ✔ Spicy Foods ✔ A Real Challenge ✔ Conversation on a Scientific Level ✔ A certain level of Order ✔ Theoretical Science
Dislikes:
✘ Incompetence ✘ Boredom ✘ Absolute Chaos ✘ Sour Foods ✘ Lackluster, or easy, challenges ✘ Unnecessary Death or Destruction ✘ Wastefulness
Hobbies:
Strengths:
⇋ Hand-to-Hand combatant - Has learned three different forms of martial arts. ⇌ Proficient Swordsman - While many find it strange, Jason has taken the time to become quite the proficient swordsman. ⇌ Super Genius IQ -Between his schooling and natural talent, Jason has little issue understanding many things due to his 201 IQ. ⇌ Photographic Memory - If he has seen it or read it, he will remember it. So if you don’t want him to remember that one time in band camp...
Weaknesses:
☠ Headstrong- Tony’s line, “I have a plan, attack” is something Jason can sometimes take to heart too well. And he doesn’t give up on any kind of plan of action easily. ☠ Impulsive- Jason has been known to go with what comes to mind first, not stop and think things all the way through all the time. ☠ Too smart for his own good Sometimes Jason can figure out things he REALLY shouldn’t and it gets him in a ton of trouble. ☠ Sarcasm-He inherited his father’s sarcastic wit, which is not as great as it sounds.
Biography:
Jason Tiberius Stark was born to father Tony Stark and mother Pepper Potts seventeen years before the treaty that saw an end to the global conflicts between both Heroes and Villains. Two years later would see the birth of his younger brother Connor. The two boys grew up with want for very little, being the two sons of highly successful businessman Tony Stark. However, as the older of the two, Jason was held to a different standard, as he was supposed to inherit the greater majority of Stark Industries.
All his classes were designed to push his limits, both physically and intellectually, and he passed them all with the ease that one expected of Tony’s heir, even the physical classes. He spent a lot of time around the Avengers growing up, when he wasn’t working on his own suit of Iron Man armor, but he spent the most time with a man he would come to call Uncle Steve, known to the rest of the world as Captain America. And while Jason loved his tinkering, programming, and building, he also enjoyed learning things outside of the sciences, which lead to Uncle Steve teaching him his first martial art at age 11. From there, he went on to learn two more within the space of two years, his photographic memory helping him to learn and memorize the moves at a rate higher than that of his peers. By age fourteen, he had finished his first prototype of his own suit of Iron Man armor, and while it’s flight and weapons systems worked mostly as intended, there were, of course, adjustments to be made, but being based on his father’s own design, with pieces of his own flair thrown in, they were miniscule. He tried for three months to come up with something to improve or change, but nothing felt right.
It wasn’t until he had visited a renaissance fair with his mother and brother that he found it. One of the events being held was a sword fighting tournament, and the men and women who attended proved, though it was with wooden swords, that they wouldn’t have been out of place on the battlefields of old. Taken with inventive fever, he returns home and spends days reworking his suit of armor, reinventing it’s image and abilities. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and months into a year and a half. During his time away from his work on the suit, he was in regular attendance at a local school and had numerous friends, though he was never sure if it was because of his money, his brains, or his father, the Iron Man, but he knew he could only truly trust a handful.
Regardless, he finished his suit, dubbed the Iron Knight by it’s builder, when he was eighteen. The initial design wielded a large metal bladed sword, but after testing showed it would be ineffective in certain, rather common, situations, it was changed to an energy blade, the hilt for which is stored in the armor’s thigh plating. He flew the suit for two years, and took part in the final fighting after the signing of the treaty, though it was minimal as someone had to keep an eye on Connor. When the Academy was built, Jason volunteered to go as one of the few students who’d seen actual combat, and also to make sure Connor stayed out of trouble. After all, there were the children of Villains there too...
𝒮𝓊𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓈
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Dubbed the Iron Knight, this is the suit of high tech combat armor the Jason Tiberius Stark wears into combat. It’s equipped with the standard flight equipment and repulsor energy weaponry, along with the standard pinpoint accuracy weapons. However, there have been some additions made by it’s builder. First and foremost is the energy sword called Caliban, which can cut through nearly all known alloys and metals. Another is wrist mounted repulsor beam projectors in tandem with the palm ones, just in case he can’t get his hand up to fire. The final, and most important one, is the collapsible shield within his left forearm, made of a titanium/vibranium alloy. While it isn’t as strong as Cap’s, it works to block that which his sword can’t...usually.
Besides his incredible intelligence and his high tech suit of armor, Jason is a high ranking practitioner of Karate, Taekwondo, and Jujitsu. He’s also pretty damn good with a sword, able to go toe-to-toe with many people who have trained longer than him.
𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃
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Other:
Jason carries a longsword on himself during down time. He’s arguably somewhat distrusting of the villains attending and teaching.
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
Sable
Gender: Female Type: Water Personality: Naive Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Stays close to the group at all times after nearly being poached. Level: 6 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun Ability: Sheer Force Removes added effects to increase move damage. Held Item: None
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Thanking the officers for the heal for his Pokemon when they left, Jason returned his attention to the Totodile using him as a shield and waited and produced the ball when she, as it turned out, decided to join him. Spinning it, he brought out all three of his new team and smiled before he realized that the Totodile wasn't just a female, which was already decently hard to come by, but it was an alternate colored version of the Big-Jaw Pokemon. Smiling, he kneels down again and rubs his new team member's head as he hums thoughtfully. "Need a name for you, little sister. Hmmmmm..." Murus and Slayer both seemed to be thoughtful as well, though it didn't escape the young man's notice that the Golett was looking around as they stood there, likely watching for the poacher.
"Ral ralts." Jason glanced at his partner and nodded in agreement, but stayed kneeled down.
"You're right, we should head back to camp, but that guy is in no shape to come back and pick another fight with us. You two got a free heal from law enforcement an-Ah ha! How about Sable?" He looked back at the Totodile as he asked the question and after a moment, the little crocodile nodded.
"Totodile." Jason smiled and nodded in return as he stood up and stretched.
"Excellent, I'll go with Sable then. Welcome to the team. Now then, we should all definitely get some rest and set out for the nearby forest tomorrow." His team all nodded and he returned them to their balls before heading back to his camp in the ruins. However, he wasn't above the possibility of something happening on the way there as he kept his head on a swivel.
Head to the fishing shop tomorrow to get a rod, then head out for Starbor Forest. Dad gave me a cave to head into out there, plus maybe something new as well. Should be a full day all the same.
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 7 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Enjoys lining up boulders and small stones. Holds long conversations with Slayer. Level: 6 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
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Jason, Murus, and Slayer remained on their toes even after the puff of smoke, preferring to wait until the police showed up to return his partners to their Pokeballs. Jason complied with all of the officers requests and questions, even providing his Pokedex ID to confirm he was who he told them and that he was one of the new trainers that Adriane had recruited, relayed to them why he was there and what had transpired and saying all the guy did was make mention of a woman who had hired him to get her a Totodile. Speaking of, the thing was practically attached to his leg as it stayed close to him after a pair of officers had free'd it from the net.
After the questioning was finished, the young man knelt down and patted the Totodile on the head gently, looking over it for injuries. "Easy there buddy, you're safe now. That guy won't risk showing up here again. Though...I'd feel better if you came with me. You'd be safer and have friends. How's that sound?" While negotiating with a Wild Pokemon was less than common, but he wasn't sure Slayer or Murus was up to another fight right now and he was fairly sure this Totodile wasn't in the mood to fight after nearly being abducted.
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 6 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 4 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
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Slayer's cry of pain made Jason wince as he avoided the Ember, but he knew there wasn't a lot he could do. Murus tanked the ember that hit him and then moved to continue battling. Jason knew his partners were up for this and he continued giving his battle orders. "Slayer, avoid that Peck and find an opening to hit with Confusion again! Murus, hit that Litleo with Mud Slap one more time and then Defense Curl again!" He needed to end this quickly, but Golett didn't have the power needed to hit Litleo hard enough to finish him in one move, but this was still anyone's win.
Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 6 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team, Confusion Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: Oran Berry
Murus
Species: Golett Gender: N/A Type: Ground/Ghost Personality: Relaxed Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 4 Moves: Astonish, Mud Slap, Defense Curl Ability: Iron Fist Causes the power of affected punching moves to increase by 20%. Held Item: None
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Jason slid to a stop as the man went off about his cheesy one-liner and, in hindsight, it probably wasn't the best choice. But at the same time, it got his point across and instead the young man shifted into Poke-battle gear. "Slayer, Double Team followed by Growl and Confusion on the Rufflet! Don't let that flying pain in the rear hurt Murus anymore. Murus, Defense Curl and then use Mud Slap on the Litleo and then Defense Curl again!" Rufflet was the real challenge here, since neither of the moves that Murus knew would actually help against it, but that Litleo was a poor pairing for the Ghost and Ground type with its Mud Slap attack. If they were fortunate, the guy would just give up on the Totodile after this.
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