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as Octavia stalked behind the amphibian, the toad leaped up into the air, far higher than one would think possible. It flipped around in the air, pointing it's mouth down towards the earth and letting out a loud roar as a beam of Fire blasted from it's mouth, causing a small crater as it impacted the ground just infront of Octavia, the heat scorching and the light painfully blinding. Dust and smoke were kicked up in copious amounts, restricting view heavily for a few moments. "Riiiiiiiiiiiiibit!" could be heard as the smoke cleared, revealing the toad sitting on the ground in front of Octavia, eyeing the young woman just as it had before. "Riiiib! Riiiib! Riiiib!" it croaked gleefully, hoping up and down it what seemed to be joy. That's when Octavia noticed something else right infront of her... behind the toad, in the small crater it had made, sat her scythe... albeit completely different from what it had looked like before. The blade was a solid, fiery scarlet, billiant as the sun, with intricate gold lace carved into it. The handle and pole was gold and silver in color, with vine like, lacing patterns etched onto the surface. Quite simply put, the damn thing looked freaking beautiful now... and it also had a fire-like glow to it. It seemed to radiate with power. If one looked closely, one would notice a series of glyphs all along the scythes head. "Rib! Rib!" the Magic Toad croaked as it hoped away. It headed over towards Matrim and Swallowed the man's axe whole while he worked on Rodriguez's burial mound, apparently intending to do the same thing to his weapon that it had done to Octavia's. It began hoping a short distance away, intentionally putting itself it the man's line of sight as it did so.

it's a level 60 Ditto that has transformed into a copy of Pimparella. I'll try to get an update out soon.

No Mixing and Matching skills, I'm afraid. while that was how I was gonna have it in the beginning, I eventually came to realize early on while developing this that it would most likely devolve into a complete mess from everyone trying to go after what they thought of as the "Best or Coolest" skills. So yes, You are strictly limited to the skills alloted to the specific class you choose. This way, Everyone can feel like they at least have some role on the team, bring something to the table that only they can. so if you choose Shock Trooper, you're gonna have to settle for the skills it has, so no, Acrobatics on a Shock Trooper is not possible. This is also because I set up the classes to each have certain strengths and weaknesses in a fight. As for weapons, yes, for the most part you are limited to the weapons listed. But I don't really see how this can be an issue seeing as how I already gave the Shock Trooper class a bladed weapon to use. (The tonfa blades are configured so that the handle can be moved from a 90 degree angle to 180, making a straight hilt that it can be held normally by.)

and speaking of which... I was supposed to give backstories on the Keepers that die, wasn't I? I set it up in the last circle with Scott's statue... Just been trying to find a good time to carry the scene out, which really hasn't come up so far, all things considered...

The Storm of blazing arrows plummeted back downwards towards the broken earth as Kenny's attack neared Monty. The projectiles transmuted at the last second, forming into diamond shield radiating with energy as the blast struck it's mark and was deflected right back at the young man. The thing seemed to have a mind of it's own now, snaking and curving through the air, strafing behind Kenny and heading right for the small of his back. "Stay out of this, Interlopper!" The Hermit roared as the redirected blast drew ever closer to it's new target; Kenny's spine. "This is between me and the Fugitive... and that damn giant!" ((What...? couldn't have him die that easily.))

Well... seeing as how you've already gone and inserted yourself, we might as well just continue it like it is now, Kenny...

RoG member sign up Name: Galen E. Sisto Age: 25 Appearance: Height: 5"8 Personality: ISTJ Team: Electivire (Level 41) Crobat (Level 37) Zoroark (Level 38) Division: Team Leader in the Combat division Hometown: Saffron city Background: A career criminal and veteran member of the now Defunct Terrorist cell known as "Team Rocket" which he joined at age 15 and steadily rose up through the ranks in just three years. Galen was a commanding officer during the invasion of Silph Co., and is the one who was sent to retrieve the Masterball from the subterranean levels of the building and brought it to Giovanni. During the invasion, a confrontation occurred between him and his father that resulted in the accidental death of the latter, a high clearance Silph Scientist, at the hands of his then Electabuzz. Following Rocket's defeat in Kanto and the Sevii Islands, the latter of which he was also a participating member in, he is one of the known members who appeared again in the resurgence of the gangster organization in Johto, in which he had an even higher position and more authority than several years prior in the original Kanto branch. following their defeat as well, Galen's where about's are mostly unknown, however some sightings placed him inside of the Unova region for a period of several months, but as to what exactly he did while there, remains unknown. He has recently been spotted arriving in the Ymora region, drawn for some unknown reason. Not even a full hour after his arrival via ferry, however, he is known to have been approached by RoG Officers and to subsequently have traveled to another, unknown private location with them, having apparently been recruited on the spot. His current whereabouts are unknown. Character Theme: Coming Divergence: Synched/ Battle Theme: Team Roster: Electivire (M)- "The Surge" Crobat (F) Zoroark (F)

In PSS, every cultural region did have it's own language, or one or two shared a language, long before the opening of the story. The main reason I'm trying to avoid going into that though, and prefer to use anagramic versions of english and just pass it off as "Old high tongue" is because it would actually require me to go out and learn new languages, which is something I have absolutely no time or patience for at this point. So multiple languages did exist at one point, but they won't be having any real signifigant part in the RP's conduction unless I either change my mind about learning, or I come across a lot of new friends who are multilingual in those tongues. and since it was rediculously long since anyone even last spoke them, it wouldn't make any real sense to have all the different cultures have accents, hence why so far only Diran born individuals do. Dirosi would've spoken Arabic and Spanish (The latter of these I actually know a bit of) depending on whether it was in the north or south Creylish would've spoken something like old english Zrazara would've probably been russian Cradle would've been German The Sword would've been latin, and so would the Cithal range.

Absalom eventually managed to stop his weeping. He stayed there for a few moments more, his tears drying on his cheeks. He spoke, his voice still a little shaky. "I'm going to kill them all..." he whispered, still staring down at his father. He spoke again, his voice filled with the silent ferocity of a son who had just seen his parent murdered. "I don't care how long it takes, who they are, who they know... I will find who did this. And I will give them a fate worse than anything the Sky Slayer has ever done. I will surpass even him in my vengeance." He looked up at Darius, there was pure hell fire in the boy's eyes. he meant every word he had just said. "I'm coming with you," he said. He stood, walking away from his father's dead body and over to the naga warriors. "Carry him." he ordered, pointing to Stratos. they all looked at each other for a few moments, not doing anything until their leader spoke up "Do it..." he said. "Just do it..." They all rushed to fullfill the order, hoisting up the Sky slayer. The naga warrior stood and walked over to the lad. "I heard your declaration, boy..." he began. "those are bold words. I am sssory for the death of your father at our handsss... but to kill an entire race of already dying beings?" "Shut it, Naga." he snarled. the leader was surprised the boy even knew the name of his people. "I'm not after your scaled hides... I'm going after that shadow from earlier... I'm going after God himself. I'm going... after Marcelos." with that, he turned and began walking away, back down towards the bridge that connected the city to the opposite cliff face. the Naga warriors cast a few weary glances, then began to follow him. ((And no, he is not going to just leave without burying his father and giving him last rites first.))

Um kenny... I kinda was intending for no one to intervene right now... the arrows were actually all aimed for the giant, not Ethic. And how would kenny even know what was going on in that area right now? Ethic was no where near him and Annie. So yeah... this is really just between Ethic and Monty and the giant...

"Ooh!' Black jack said. "So now you can understand me! and then you're still gonna question as to whether or not I'm intelligent enough for actual speech! Alright, I see how it is that you work. you know what though? I don't like you." He then turned to Aaron. "So what, kid?" he demanded. "You going to take my rather generous offer, or should me and my friends just amscray?" "Um... well, how many of you are there?" Aaron asked, still a bit confused about this whole situation. "Enough, either take it or leave it." Blackjack said. Aaron took a moment to weigh out the pros cons... of the latter, he couldn't really see any that would be a deal breaker. Blackjack was getting impatient and began to trot away, however. "Wait!" Aaron called, catching up to the horse. "We'll take your offer. where's the rest of you?" "Ah, splendid then, Nix Slayer." Blackjack chimed cheerfully, as if he hadn't been about to walk out on the proposition a minute ago. "I'll go get the others." with that, he trotted over to the wood line and literally disappeared into the shadows. *** "That, my brother," White hoove said. "Was freaking genius." "yes, I know" Blackjack responded as he trotted along towards the clearing. "Bet it would've taken you another hour of just sitting there watching before you even thought of a plan even half as good." "Yes, well... I got father's leadership skills, you got mother's intellect." The two fell silent as they came upon the clearing where they had left the rest of their fellow steeds. there were even less here than when White hoove had gone to take a head count. "Argo!" Whitehoove shouted angrily. "what in the nine hells happened here!? why are more missing now!?" "I knowith not, lord" answered a black horse with a snow white oval on his head. "I fear that giants may have seized them when I was not looking." "Giants haven't fucking existed since our kind walked in the sun!" Blackjack interjected. "Aye, my lord" Argo said, nodding to Blackjack. "But these giants might not be of flesh and blood... perhaps they are wrought of stone and earth and moss... Perhaps they did not know death, but only long slumber...perhaps they are not as tall as three men, but a mountain instead." In response to the foolishness spouting out the other horse's mouth, Whitehoove reared up, kicking the other steed across the face with his front leg. "This is not a joke, Damn it!" he roared. "Stop this non sense now and fucking answer me!" "Aye, aye, alright alright..." Argo complained, still reeling from the kick to the face. "good lord, can either of you take a damn joke? I honestly don't know what happened, they were all here one moment, and then the next, a few of them weren't." "Did they Dark Trot?" Blackjack asked. "I take offense to you even asking that..." Argo snarled... well, as much as a horse could snarl. "I am the sentry, I think I would notice if someone were to Dark Trot away!" "Well they obviously got away somehow..." Whitehoove sighed. "Enough...just enough. they're gone now, they're no longer apart of the herd." he looked up, raising his voice to address all those steeds who remained. "Everyone, we have all been saved by Blackjack's brilliance! come!" **** As Octavia sat on the ground taking inventory, a toad hopped over to her, eyeing the young woman mysteriously. "Riiiiiiiiiiib," it croaked. then quick as lightning, it lashed it's tongue out and wrapped the unnaturally long thing around her weapon, pulling it into it's mouth and swallowing it like it was nothing. Then it hopped it away, heading down the road, not showing any sign at all that it had just ingested a six foot weapon. What the hell just happened? would not be enough to even begin to question what just occurred.

Um... I'm just gonna move this back up to the first page for ol Hukuna Sensai...disregard this post.

well... looks like things are heating up for you all in Sea crest... and That Machamp? he's level 54 by the way...

Torrent What none of the three knew was that Torrent had freaking excellent hearing, which was deceptive, since he didn't have any visible ears. he could pick up their entire conversation just now, even as far away as they were from each other "Well..." he sighed. the group on the other hand, could hear nothing he said from this distance. "Looks like they're not going to help... but Liar? they call me a liar? what the hell have I lied about so far? Now, I am a lazy guy who just doesn't won't to work, but a Liar? ME?" He huffed out his chest pridefully. "Well, I'd never..." Up ahead of Mac, Otto, and Artemis, there was a bit of a scene going down at the Kecleon shop. it seemed that everyone near by had stopped to watch. "What do you mean '8000 poke'!?" an angry Machamp shouted. "Yesterday you had them priced at 800 each!" "Sir, Please, Calm down!" one of the brothers placated. "Yes, please!" the other chimed in. "It's an honest mistake, really. We simply accidentally added another ze-" "I will not calm down, Damnit!!" the fighting type roared, using seismic toss to send the merchant's stand flying off into the distance. "Eep!" one of them cried in shock. "Listen, you con artist!" the Machamp began, pointing his finger in one of the brothers face. "Yesterday when I came and asked you how much Reviver seeds were, you said 800! I said 'alright I'll be back for some tomorrow' Well, what do I see today when I come out to buy? You marked the damn price up Tenfold!" "No sir, Please!" one of them wailed in fear. in his defense, this particular angry customer was very intimidating. "We didn't mean to mark up anything; it was a mistake!" "Yeah, sounds like something a con man would say in his defense" he roared. "But you know what, if you were gonna try to trick me, I'd at least appreciate it if you owned up to what you were doing." He cracked all four of his knuckles menacingly. "If there's one thing I hate more than con artist... it's con artist who get caught in the act and don't even have the guts to tell the truth!" things looked like they were about escalate... the pokemon watching all looked like they wanted to intervene, but they all had such a fearful look in their eyes...

"Beneath... beneath Lithania." the Boy managed in between his sobs, which had grown uncontrollable. His entire body racked with grief as he continued. "Under the royal palace... the Sultan once had it stored there long...long ago. In the solar caverns." then the boy became lost in his grieving. it was obvious that Darius would get no more information out of the child.

"what did you put in my mouth?" Was the next question to come out of the boy. "I have the most awful taste there...." He trailed off as he noticed his father lying motionless nearby, bloodied and battered. "F...father..." he whispered. He got up and slowly crawled over to the body, looking into his father's unseeing eyes as they stared at the cavern ceiling. he tried to shake him, as if it would loosen Death's grip on his soul. To no avail. he shook a little more. But he knew full well that it wouldn't help. He finally had to face the fact that his mind had told him since he saw him laying here; his Father was dead. "No...no..." he cried. He began to sob silently, tears falling from his eyes and onto his papa's chest. his crying was so silent in fact that it was actually a little hard to notice.

ever heard of colored contact lenses?

"Sorry man," Erick said, turning to Nathan."I came around through the forest, but I haven't seen it anywhere." then as if on cue, a screech echoed through the air as Crusader flew down next Nathan. the Metal bird seemed to be injured. "Well," Erick said. "Guess that answers it then." a loud crash could be heard as Genisa released her hold on the ruined choppers. The Gunfire had completely stopped in the distance. then there was a shouts of fury. If Logan were to turn around, he'd see someone who looked just like him charging at him with a Combat knife... their voices were even the same, and what everyone heard was this Logan's battle shout as he closed in on the young medic. And if Nathan were to look, he'd see himself charging at him as well, holding out a M-11 and preparing to pull the trigger... and then there was something that looked like Erick, standing atop a nearby chopper. The thing held a Machine Gun in it's hands, preparing to mow down everyone should it's allies fail to kill them. It seemed the only person who didn't have a look a like here was Sid. *** Pimparella let out a streak of pain as she took the attack in full force, then collapsed to the ground, un-able to take any more... It seemed like it had been of the Rock Affinity, that stone barrage, but if it was strong enough to take out even the Onix... What they were facing was no laughing matter. The Stones continued to rain down; Pimparella had not stopped them all. The Cadets were in grave danger of being impaled on the spot. They were, that is, until the Maternal GAO from earlier leaped out infront of them, unleashing another fiery orange blast from it's mouth, destroying the projectiles entirely. Though it seemed to have trouble moving afterwards. Either way, it had just saved all of the soldier's lives. "GO GO GO!" they heard a thick southern accented voice call. It was the Female Mechanic from earlier. "Don't just stand there, Damn it, Get the Bastard!" **** Surge stopped when he reached the sink hole, starring down into it's depths. "What the hell is going on here?" he asked. From his periphery he could see a swinging teal light. He was beginning to have a hard time staying awake for some reason. "PIKA!" a small voice called. out of one of the capsules on his belt, the Mouse GAO he had caught earlier erupted out in a burst of white light. it unleashed a weak shock wave of electricity, and the light disappeared as the sound of something hitting the ground with a THUD! was heard. The mouse ran over to Surge, climbing his leg and taking it's perch on his shoulder. "What was that?" he asked, thoroughly perplexed. Just then Lars saw a similar light nearby... now he was beginning to feel sleepy.

Draidon "It's behind you..." Draidon said, not helping but face palming over Roy's apparent stupidity. He honestly couldn't tell whether it was real or if the kid was just acting this way for some reason. "Look," he continued. "if what we need is supplies, then we should go visit the Kecleon Brothers' store... Follow me if you can't find it yourselves." with that, he turned and walked off into the town square, heading for a small stand visible in the distance with two Lizard Pokemon attending it.

Torrent "They were Pixi and Bubble, respectively," Torrent answered Otto, crossing his arms in a pondering manner. "So... If you all are asking about them, does that mean you're gonna help me back through the Cave?"

REGISTRATIONS ARE NOW OPEN!!! @Sir_Bagel Looks alright so far. You'll be accepted as soon as you get a back-story up. Also, you need to specify which support skill Kal has since the Engineer class has two to choose from. @Exlink Same thing for you, get up a backstory and you'll be accepted. and also, you need to specify which support skill Zero will have. Hopefully some more people who said they were interested before will begin showing up...

Torrent "An axew?" the Young Piplup asked. "My team members were a Marill and a Wartortle... and if it was an Axew, it must've been an explorer from another castle or just someone who was lost... Those aren't native to anywhere around here."

Updates go out tonight

Chim, I got you that PM you asked for. sorry if it's a bit long...