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Current 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.
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"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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6 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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It's the most fattening time of the year!
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There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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Jason Connor






As he walked, Jason let out a low whistle at all the scholarly types walking around the area and stopped to look around a moment. Starbor seemed to have everything, but somehow it wasn't the capitol of the region. Well, that actually makes sense on second thought. Where would they put the Professor's lab for starters? First he set to exploring a little bit, seeing if there were any Pokemon that made their home down here amongst the learned before setting to asking, or at least trying to ask, various professors if they could point him to the person who was looking into the legend of the shrine. As he approached the first of the professors he could see, Jason was sure of two things; one, that there were good odds that he would get laughed at at least a few times for chasing a legend and two, that he'd be confused for a student, even though he had Slayer resting on his shoulder to help try and ensure that didn't happen.

However, he didn't get to ask the first professor he saw anything as a sudden throng of students exiting their classes separated him and the educator from each other and the person managed to disappear into the mass of bodies, leaving Jason to find someone else to ask. If none of the professors could direct him to the researcher hunting for the shrine, he would head to the library and see if the librarians knew anything, but hopefully it wouldn't come to that.
The year is X903 and magic has seen a spread from its former primary centralization in the kingdom of Fiore. Over the last hundred years, the mage guilds of Fiore have begun to centralize their power bases and job requests and for many mages of many walks of life, that did not sit well as it grew more and more common. Ten years ago, in the year X893, in response to the growing outcry of wizards who had no desire to be ‘corporatized’ as it was called, Fiore’s Magic Council authorized any wizard with a desire to leave the country to do so. At this same time, other countries were allowing similar immigrations, as they hoped to snag magics that either hadn’t yet appeared in their country before or was incredibly rare. Many mages from Fiore found themselves migrating towards the Kingdom of Pergrande, a militaristic country where, until the immigrants began arriving, magic was a rarity and those who had it were essentially made Lords of the land and given the title of War Mage. While these War Mages were not particularly fond of the sudden uptake of magic due to the immigrants from Fiore and other countries, they were willing to work with them and help them adjust.

However, many of these mages made it clear that there were many of the militant kingdom’s laws that they did not agree with and would not respect if they were forced to. Among them was concerns of what magics were declared ‘evil’ by the royalty of the kingdom, primarily various Slayer magics and any magic that “tampered or affected the spirits and minds of the target or targets.” This scope included many celestial mages and Shaman magic practitioners, who spoke out in response to finding out about these laws. Brief skirmishes were had between the mages and royal army and nearly saw all the mages kicked out before the War Mages found a solution that both sides agreed upon. Shaman magic practitioners were made exceptions and celestial mages were no longer designated as magic that fit the criteria of evil magics.

The reason the celestial mages were classified under evil magic was because of a fundamental misunderstanding of celestial magic itself within the Kingdom of Pergrande due to a lack of celestial mages within the kingdom. Ultimately, the immigrated mages are left to their own devices so long as they are not disruptive. Many have tried to start new guilds within the kingdom, or at least small groups and communities that they can all rely on, but many of the people of the kingdom are resilient to relying on the new mages for more dangerous jobs that have had mortality rates before. “They’re outsiders, they can’t be trusted.” Every time they would offer to take a more dangerous job over for the guards, so that they could be with their families, those were but two of the many arguments against it. Many of the War Mages have advocated that with the arrival of new mages and magics there needs to be a reevaluation of many of the kingdom’s stances, but just as many, along with nearly all the nobility, including the Royal Family, refuse to see it that way.

What stories will be told in this new realm of possibility and royal intrigue? Only time will tell as the immigrant mages try to build their lives in a new home.



Upcoming new guild-Rising Starborn


Based in the town of Rembrandt within the Pergrande Kingdom, this up and coming guild is led by Jenna Wolfsbane, a master of Takeover magic using a variety of wolf-based forms. The guild recently came to be well known for taking over a larger range of jobs since the town guard’s recent decimation by a powerful and unfamiliar monster, as well as respected by many in the town for doing what they can to help the town and its people. However, they still face many challenges, as most townsfolk are merely indifferent to them and wouldn't come to their defense the way the guild would them.



And now, of course, the rules.

  • 1. Standard rules of Roleplaying apply, no mary/gary-sues, god-modding or powerplaying etc.
  • 2. This is not a completely serious Roleplay, Fairy Tail-esque humor will be involved, things such as the ridiculous magic and personalities are allowed and to an extent expected but don't bog down the Roleplay by putting jokes where they don't belong or being downright offensive.
  • 3. Absolutely no canon characters or copycats. Similar magic is allowed, but original magic is encouraged and appreciated. There’s a lot we never saw in the show.
  • 4. If you have been absent for an extended period of time and wish to rejoin the RP, please ask in the OOC before doing something in the IC. If you wish to make a new character you may, but only two characters in total are permitted per player.
  • 5. Remember we're creating a guild, not everyone is going to be as powerful as Gildarts or have the potential to become the next master like Laxus, some will never be stronger (Macao and Wakaba for example aren’t necessarily weak, but they don’t gain strength).
  • 6. There is a TWO POST rule, meaning that you have to wait for two separate posts before posting yourself, though this will be flexible.
  • 7. Remember have fun and help make this an enjoyable Roleplay!
Jason Connor






After leaning against the railing for what seemed a couple of months, Jason sighed and smiled. He had a whole adventure in front of him and solid partners to make that journey with. He could handle this, even if he did it one day at a time. Pulling Slayer's ball from his belt, he spins it before letting his first partner out of his ball. "Well buddy, we've had an exciting first couple of days. Fighting that poacher to save Sable, nearly ending up a statistic when we met Occisor, having Avem and Murus join the team and Beating Lucha and adding her to the team. Been quite the rush already huh?" The Ralts looked at his trainer and nodded, smiling as only it could.

"Ralts ral ra ralts!" Jason smiled in return and nodded, patting his partners head before standing up.

"You got that right, buddy. Come on, let's go continue this adventure of ours. The Evig region awaits!" With Slayer in tow, Jason heads for the lift to head down to the ground level and then pauses as he reevaluates things. Actually...I wanted to investigate that myth before heading into the marsh... With that in mind, he instead heads for the Scholar District to see if he could find the person looking for it. After all, things were easier with two heads than one.
Spartan Lucas Ryker and Infiltrator Comi'Masam


The moment the needlehog hit the ground, Lucas slammed the gas pedal down to the floor, the lighter vehicle racing ahead of the heavier and slower Scorpion and Wraith tanks as he got the marine and Comi lines of sight on the defensive emplacements that were firing on the landing zone. "Light them up, Corporal!" The marine, using a DMR, was already picking targets from around the gun emplacements as Comi'Masam spun up the needle cannon, rapidly sending needle spikes sailing into all the soft targets that were exposed along the wall and near it. {Spartan Ryker here, I'm heading the light armor group in a needlehog. Aside from those turrets, anyone see other priority soft targets for us?}
Spartan Lucas Ryker


Lucas wasted no time in climbing swiftly into the driver's seat of his needlehog, two marines manning his passenger seat and another his gun as he gives a thumbs up that he's ready. "Locked, cocked, and ready to rock, Commander."

Infiltrator Comi'Masam


Approaching Ryker's modified warthog, the marine on the gun nodded and hopped off, allowing her to take over and join her comrade in his vehicle of choice. Waiting until he finished, she gave the SPARTAN-IV a grin. "Remind you of anything, Ryker?" The Spartan nodded, a grin behind his own helmet.

"Teren Outpost, thought the thing was more of a fortress. UNSC lead that one though. Hope this is as much fun."
Jason Connor






Sighing as Connor headed in, Jason decides to let the man have some peace of mind and heads out and away from the Contest Hall. He hums to himself as he walks around, noting each new Pokemon but not really looking to catch any of them as he goes. Eventually, he comes to a platform with a view of the lake and just stands, thoughtful about the journey ahead of him.
Jason Connor






Jason listened to Connor speak as he watched the contest himself, clapping when appropriate but otherwise just enjoying the change of scenery from traditional battles. When Connor finished, he took a moment to reply so he didn't say anything that wouldn't come across as he intended. "Well, for the record, I see nothing wrong with you wanting to do contests or anything else you want to. Hell, I grew up in Hoenn, the birthplace of Pokemon Contests, where people from all walks of life came to take part. Without prying, as that isn't my place, I will say at some point, mate, you have to do what makes you happy and fuck the rest, even if they're close to you."
Jason Connor






"Yeah, and I'm the champion of the Hoenn League. Connor, I'm from the birthplace of Pokemon Contests. You don't need to hide that you're an aspiring Coordinator. I won't judge you for it." He joined the man in watching the current contest happening. "Take it you've been tryin' to hide this from Kapoc?"
Jason Connor






Once everyone was healed up, Jason set out to wander and get a feel for the city's Entertainment District. The restaurants with the trainers and their partners were nice and definitely appealed to Jason for later, but for the time being, he made mental note of the ones that looked more affordable and kept going. Approaching the gym, the aspiring champion simply stood outside and listened to the sounds coming from within and smirked. He wasn't sure he was ready to take on the gym just yet, but he knew that when he felt ready, he'd bring the gym leader back down to earth with his team. Until then, he kept moving. The various gambling dens made sense, as did the arcades and other structures. Overall, as he approached the contest hall, he decided that when the time came to decide if he was staying in Evig or going home to Hoenn, he would probably stay in Evig and get a place here in Starbor.

The Contest Hall wasn't nearly as hard to get into and as he stood and looked over the crowd, the Scraggy waving at him drew his attention. "Huh, that Scraggy...wait, that's Connor's! Then where...?" It took him a few moments to realize that the usually rough and tumble cowboy had traded in the denim for a fancy three-piece suit and when he realized that Jason was looking at him, he desperately tried to pass it off as if they hadn't made any kind of eye contact. Oh no, you don't get off that easily. Jason took his time approaching the cowboy, making sure he thought his ploy had worked before tapping the man on his shoulder, a grin on his face. "Who you tryin' to impress there, cowboy?"
Jason Connor






Jason stood in awe as Ralts landed the Draining Kiss and the Hawlucha went down for the count and he cheered alongside the rest of the crowd. "Hell ya! Way to go, Slayer!" The Ralts triumphantly approached his trainer and high fives him as the pair smile with the adrenaline of their victory. It was a tough fight going into the arena and Jason had been nervous about how the crowd would have felt about him becoming another statistic in the struggle to bring the feisty Pokemon but with that win, he felt even more sure that pushing to become the region's champ was the right course. Of course, their celebrations were cut short by the approach of the loser of their bout, the Hawlucha herself.

Jason was slightly nervous as the flying and fighting type spoke to them and indicated Jason. Fortunately, Slayer was there to translate and pointed at Hawlucha and then to one of his Pokeballs. After a moment, what was meant clicked in Jason's head and he pulled out an empty Pokeball and offered it to the Hawlucha. "You mean you want t-" The luchador Pokemon slapped the button in the middle and was absorbed in a ray of light as it fell to the ground. After three wiggles, it was confirmed to be captured and Jason grinned as he picked up his new partner. "Well, I've got a name for you at least, Lucha. Come on, Slayer. Let's head to the Pokecenter and then wonder for a bit, see what happens."
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