Sutoratosu

Well, like many of you, I grew up with pokemon. and as a kid one of the biggest things that fascinated me about the games were the legendaries mythes; I would try and back legendaries every chance I got, and used them on my team every chance I got in battle. Thus the name "Legendaries tamer" was born. I originally used it as my screen name on the PokeCommunity forums before I found Reborn (It's actually still is my screen name on there). so when I found this place, I lurked around for a bit on the site, then decided I might as well create an account because I had taken a liking to this place. I had a difficult time thinking of a name, and figured: why not just carry over the same name from the PokeCommunity account? and that's how the screen name came to the Reborn site. though, in recent years, after playing games like Diamond and Pearl and Platinum, I began to ask myself: "If there are pokemon so powerful that they are responsible for governing certain aspects of the planet and keeping order in the universe itself, then why would someone try to catch them? wouldn't that have severe repercussions for everyone? if you capture a being that is basically a god and force it to fight for you, then is it not unable to do it's job that is far more important to the world?" this great question in my mind grew larger and larger after I came to Reborn and started playing the game and getting involved in the community... especially after the PULSE encounters. that's when I finally realized: No one should be able to capture a major legendary with global or universal powers or responsibilities... and then I began to realize that I no longer wished to bear the name of "Legendaries tamer" because at that point it was simply hypocritical... so i began trying to think of a new name... when I remembered a post I had made on this thread: http://www.pokemonreborn.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=6883 post #6 I figured I'd name the gymleader Stratos, The Sky Slayer, as a bit of an ironic joke; a ground type user and the guy that killed the lord of the skies, Rayquaza... yet whose name is "Stratos"... I liked the name alot, and so decided i'd adopt that as my new screen name... and that's how I became Stratos, with the custom member title of "the Sky Slayer" (PS. I don't know if things are allowed to be pinned in the Waste Land forum section, but if they are, I think this topic should be.)

Mega Kabutops Type: Rock/ Water Ability: Huge Power Old Stats: 60/ 115/ 105/ 65/ 70/ 80 New Stats: 60/ 155/ 135/ 65/ 70/110 Huge power doubling the things physical attack let's it pretty much there through anything with a finishing base stat of 310, pull of a swords dance or two and it just becomes complete hell on wheels. a slight boost in defense to make it a little sturdier, and in speed to get it more first hit opportunities in battle.

I've been to the third floor of the nature center. the guy out on the little roof top patio there only initiates Dunsparce trades and gives you tyrogues in return (The event can be repeated) the guy inside doesn't give any items, just talks to you for a few lines. I don't know whether or not the patio guy gave out the Item Finder in the past, but right now you'll only get trades out of him. So... has it (The Item Finder) been removed from the game? EDIT: Well, never mind... I went up there and talked to them in an earlier episode... looks like it's there now afterall. (Talk to the guy in the inside portion)

^ Le point exactly...

yay! a truce... see kids, not everything must be resolved with violence and force.

"Anyways no sense in fighting you guys right now, I may be bloodthirsty but not stupid. If I try to kill yous I am going to have to start all this shit over again, so how about we call a temporary truce?" Ethic looked up, surprised at the earlier remark... so apparently this thing's name was quincy... the memory of what byron had said to them before they headed out a few hours ago popped into his mind, about how he'd take care of marcus but Ethic and Kenny would have to deal with a 'quincy' guy if they came across him. Ethic pushed the thought away as he looked over his shoulders at the massive crowd below... and then back up to the stair case... there were a few loving dead even here. He wighed his options easily... He wasn't stupid either, fighting here and now would indeed be in poor favor of everyone involved. "Alright," he said simply, speaking up for Kenny's behalf as well... he didn't need any protest right now and hoped his friend would keep quiet and follow his lead. "Sounds like music to our ears. it's a truce then until the night is over." with that he walked up the stairs, whispering to kenny as he passed "We don't have time to start any needless fighting right now... not with those hell-spawn all around." with that he walked past the other young man and the Rat-man known as Quincy, Lucian following behind as Ethic increased his pace, making a break to try and reach the top, which was still pretty far away.

and then you have to fight the Ameowls whilst trying to find the four stones again and then have to open Another set of doors and then find the stones within the stones and open a door within a door and so on and so forth until Shit just becomes completely crazy and... yeah... like I said...

"Why go through them when you can go around?" Ethic looked up to the stair to see as Kenny ported onto them and opened up portals for each of them to go through as well. "Kenny," he muttered to himself as he tripped up an advancing Loving Dead and cut the spinal cord when it fell to it's stomach on the ground. "I swear to God, man... sometimes you come up with the most obvious yet best solutions..." He looked to Lucian, who was already stepping through the portal near him. Ethic took a few steps over and entered through the one created for him, leaving the Crowd of loving dead he had been fending off standing there with their quarry now gone. he stepped onto the stair well shortly behind Kenny, along with Lucian, looking down into the crowd trying to find Byron... when he relaized something... didn't that strange laughing and silhouette come from this part staircase... He turned around and looked up to see Kenny a bit higher up on the stair case, stopped mid trek as he stared up at something, Ethic followed his friend's gaze and saw the same silhouette from before. He let out a short sigh of frustration as he tightened his grip on the black sword "Shit can't ever just be easy down here, can it?" he muttered to himself sarcastically. "First a crowd of disgusting, horny zombies... and then Shotgun-McGee" he began scanning the stair case, trying to find some possible way around without being detected.

oh well... time for round two with le Shotgun McGee, i guess... (I'll keep refering to Quincy by this name until Ethic learns what his actual name is) and I think it's safe to say that neither one of us will allow a similar screw up like last time, Right, K_H?

oh, poor, poor Mr.Taylor... out there among the hoard of fiends all by his lonesome thinking that the year is 19-somethingty-something and that he's still a complete bad-ass like he was in his younger decades... though he seems to be fairing alright for now...

I don't really give two damns about those daily predictions or what ever, but for me the Zodiac sign Personality descriptions match up spot on with most people I know IRL. that's really the only reason I give it any credence. and the daily horoscopes are written vaguely for much the same reason that Nostradamus prophecies were, so that they could be interpreted multiple ways and yet still somehow end up as "Correct" in what they predict, even if the individual only thinks that it's correct because of how they interpreted it, in their mind it's still right, and so that becomes the reality for them. basically the horoscopes are designed to work kinda like the placebo effect, it can all be in you head... or maybe it's not in your head... Do you really know which one it is? no, not really. well, you would with the general placebo effect if someone told you that they gave you sugar pills instead of the actual medicine and then the illusion of the effect is broken, but it's not so simple to break said belief in this case of it. Still, kinda interesting.

if they hate the living so much, why don't they just leave them alone and go back to being dead? just a thought... just a thought...

maybe... it would make sense... Though at the back of my mind I'm partially expecting for something like the movie "Inception" to happen when one of the doors are opened, just to screw with our heads and confuse us a little....

yeah... undead and negotiating normally don't mix... at all.

Ethic's attention was stolen away from the group behind him as he heard some strange laughter in the distance, he looked around, spotting a strange silhouette higher up on the stair case killing some Loving Dead... it had a strangely rodent like shape to it... His attention was again stolen away as he noticed a few Loving Dead from the crowd beginning to close in on him, he brought the black sword, swinging it in a large arc and slicing up the fiends, who fell back into the crowd screaming in pain. he turned to see another one advancing and another. he cut down the first, but was put into a bad position from striking to defend against the other one, who came at him, teeth bared and mouth gaping as it went to bite down on his shoulder... He had little choice, he drew up some of his life force and willed it to burst outward into the thing's mouth as it made contact with his skin, causing the Loving Dead to cover it's jaw with both hands, blood leaking out beneath the palms, and retreat back into the throng of it's brother and sister sinners. Ethic couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he retracted his life force again to be called later, ever aware of the limit he had again grown a little closer to. he felt alright for now... OK enough to keep fighting these things for a while longer... though that probably wouldn't be the case if he kept using the Death Link's Effect. He decided that it was best not to have the thing constantly on active standby or else he might be tempted to use it needlessly here. he broke off the link, feeling the awareness of the limit disappearing from his mind and feeling a slow, faltering trickle of energy flowing back into him. Ethic brought up his sword in another arc as more of the Loving Dead advanced, thinking to himself as the blade easily tore into them. Is it me, or are these things... kinda frail...? like their skin is tissue paper or something... Lucian answered unexpectedly in his mind. No... it's not you, they really are kinda frail... Ethic heard a loud, thwack! sound nearby, and turned his head to see Lucian as the former magus slammed down a broken tree limb on the head of a nearby Loving Dead, the thing's skull caving in and blood beginning to trickle out of the head injury as it fell to the ground limb. Ethic's attention was taken away yet again as he fended off another advancing group, this time three strong, he pivoted on his feet as he brought the blade in an upward arc, slicing one up the chest, then spun around to an about-face in order to avoid another one that was lashing out with it's finger nails, bringing the sword down on both it's arms and cutting them off. he kicked the third one back into the crowd as it neared him, and it apparently got the message not to come at him again, because he didn't see it try to return. he looked over to Lucian. "Glad to see you're not letting your loss of power make you useless." Ethic said cheerfully as Lucian took out another Loving Dead with a swing to the cranium as he walked over to meet him. "Yeah..." the Magus said "So am I." He brought up the broken branch in his hand and suddenly flung it towards Ethic, who flinched before realizing as the branch flew clear over his shoulder, that the blow was not meant for him. he turned around to see it whack the same loving dead he had kicked into the crowd seconds before right in the middle of the face before falling to the ground at the things feet. it looked like it had been preparing to go for the young man's jugular with it's teeth. Ethic brought up his blade and cut the thing clean across the neck, turning to look at Lucian again as the Fiend fell to the ground limb at his feet. "Thanks for that." he said simply before tearing man without honor from his belt and tossing it in Lucian's direction much like he had to Ethic with the branch. Lucian flinched as Ethic had, then came to a similar realization that it wasn't meant for him. he turned quickly to find that the knife had embedded itself into the chest of a Loving Dead behind him that had been advancing while his back was turned. he brought up his foot and kicked the blade deeper into the thing's chest cavity, subsequently causing it to fall to the ground limb. he reached down and retrieved Ethic's knife, looking at the other young man. "Thanks." he said "No problem. Besides..." Ethic replied as he dropped low and cut out the legs from under another advancing loving dead. standing up as it fell to the stones scrambling with it's arms. "Now we're even this time."

Mega Raichu Type: Electric Ability: Adaptability Old Stats: 60/ 90/ 55/ 90/ 80/ 110 New stats: 60/ 90/ 55/ 145/ 80/ 155 the things a glass cannon, but it's fast and has an ok physical and special attack that can sometimes do in the opposition before it gets taken out itself. so might as well just straight try to build on those traits and have it outspeed the other side every time with a base speed stat of 155, and kill them off quickly with a large boost to it's base spec. attack and a x2 STAB thunder/ thunder bolt/ shock wave... pretty much a guaranteed one-hit KO if normal or super-effective. Maybe set up with a rain-dance then unleash 100% accuracy, 240 base power Thunder, or to be even more evil, maybe do something like run it with a substitute, Rain dance, thunder, nasty plot move set with a life orb or perhaps leftovers as it's held item, set it up with substitute the first move, pull out the rain dance and nasty plot, and watch it completely go to town with thunder on anything that isn't electric, grass, or dragon typed and doesn't have the abilities of Lightning rod, Volt absorb, or Motor Drive. though, it would be useless against ground still...

*Defeats the Elite four after a series of intense battles that push the bonds of the team's trust in each other, ascends to the Champion's room only to find.... That Fern beat the elite four before we arrived and booted out the formed champion and took their place* ^I honestly would not be surprised if this happened... it would be even worse than when Gary Oak did it

Cain's not 17, Aya is. what he said: "In seventeen years I haven't been able to impress her once." at which point she interjected and said that she was the one who was 17, to which Cain then responded: "Yeah, and I'm sure she wasn't impressed even before I was born." or at least that's somewhat like how the conversation went.

like others above have said, you'll receive more and better help if you post your current team

^Typhlosion, My friend... I think you may have just given Notus an idea you shouldn't have...

Ethic nodded at Kenny's agreement, about to ask what Byron thought when he suddenly noticed a familiar red glow begin to fall upon the gardens... Time was up. he looked up, and saw that he was indeed right... the moon was up. and it was the color of blood, just like last night. he tightened his grip on Scott's former weapon, turning around as he began to hear the moans and wails of the Loving Dead. He looked over his shoulders at the others. "Sorry guys... " He said simply, multi-colored power beginning to flow into the sword in his hand as he called upon his own life force. "But looks like we're assaulting the stairs tonight... no time for further discussion, the trees are too far away for us to reach in one piece." he reached to his belt with his other hand and pulled out his knife, the blade glowing in the scarlet light of the moon overhead. he said one thing as he took off towards the base of the stairs, closing in on the growing crowd of living dead assembling there. "If you can't find a way through, then make one!" he brought up the sword in his hand in an upwards stroke as he neared a loving dead, a man with a good build and long flowing black hair dropping into his face. he willed the energy he was channeling into the sword to begin running specifically around the cutting edge of it, allowing the weapon to easily cut into the flesh of the Loving Dead before him. the thing fell to the ground, a deep gash running across it's chest as Ethic felt a familiar limit in his mind, knowing he had moved a tiny bit closer to it... He called back the Life-force he was circulating. if he used to much, he knew he'd end up dead just like last night... and that would be quite counter-productive. He pushed further into the crowd, cutting his way through to the point where he'd cleared a small path for everyone else. he looked back Lucian and the others, then to the crowd, noticing it growing larger with every passing moment as more and more Loving dead rose from the ground...

sharing the plan isn't necassary, he said it loud enough for everyone to hear it. That and the fact that after six months of training, the squad should be able to easily recognize the meaning of hand gestures such as what the General gave.

split yourselves up into two teams and take positions as the General ordered

McCarthy nodded at the group. "Very well then. It's time to move out." With that he pivoted and walked off out of the Medical Wards and through the double doors, the Squadron following behind him as he stalked through the corridors, before long stopping at a set of elevator doors and palming them open and stepping inside. Within minutes, the Squadron arrived at the level of the Roof. the doors of the elevator opened, the expanse of the snow covered atrium stretching out before them... The General stepped out of the Elevator and popped the safety of his gun, spotting the giant Bird in the distance, it looked to be asleep. he turned to the Squadron as they funneled out of the elevator, signalling with his hands for them to split into two teams and flank to the right and left, speaking simply as he did. "Do not fire a shot until you see my GAO hit that thing with a burst of fire. That is an order." With that he took off, sprinting for a nearby collection of bushes and shrubs, ducking beneath them, then moving on out of sight behind a thicket of trees, slowly making his way to a position where he could cause the most damage with his GAOs, whom followed behind him quickly and silently.