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Current Approved Players:
Me (Obviously)
@Barefoot_Kittens
@Altari_owl
@Sciencewars
@EndirReaver
@Keybored
@Merciless Medic
@PKMN Trainer Crimson
@Baron-777
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Pokémon battles. A staple of humanity. No matter the era, Pokémon working alongside humans to attain ever higher goals has been an intricate part of our history. From hunting, working, and now sport, Pokémon were always an ally. Always alongside us.
But, as Pokémon battling continued to increase it's circle of influence, some would say it became too accessible. That any child could pick up a Pokémon and have a chance at becoming champion. This may in fact be true. And that's where we here at the Saffron Conglomerate have stepped in to provide a whole new experience and challenge.
Welcome to Maiestas, the region of challenge, beauty, and mastery. Filled with lovely vistas and a league unlike that seen in the rest of the world. Here, we prioritize challenge over teaching basic skills- every trainer must earn their position in this region, even to attain their first badge.
Not a trainer? No problem. The Maiestas regions has plenty of amazing locales that will take your breath away- truly, Maiestas is the one region to go for any type of trip. Mountain climbing? The Iron mountain range is for you! Relaxing on the beach? Come on down to Saltrind city. How about an excursion into the past? The Bleak Ruins are a wonderful view into those who once lived in this region before. And no worries about safety- our highly qualified* Enforcers are constantly keeping down any possible trouble in this region!
So from all of us from the Saffron Conglomerate to you- Welcome to Maiestas, a region like no other!
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A boat docked that morning, in the port town of Primum. Convenient they left the starting town out of the pamphlet. The city sure seemed luxurious from it's glorious main street, easily spotted from the deck. Of course, most things were far less shiny under the surface. For all the talk the Conglomerate built up Maiestas to be, they left Primum out. And not exactly for a bad reason.
It wasn't long after docking until passengers began to descend. Trainers, vacationers, maybe even a few business men and women. Whoever they were, they had arrived at their destination. The Town of beginnings.
"Town" was a bit of euphemism. The "town" was far more akin to a city, encompassing a large swath of land and boasting a bustling population. In any case, any trainer who wished to take on the famed league would end up here- and among those was a young man by the name of Arte Parris.
And he soon joined a line of similar trainers, all with different stories, all with different demeanor. Some bright eyed, some looking for escapes. Perhaps a couple washed up aces looking for another go around. Arte personally didn't know anyone there. He never really was the one who made friends easily.
As the line trudged forward into the registration building, a slew of booths and more lines presented themselves to the trainers. Several clerks awaited the newcomers to the challenge- each doing their best to smile and comfort these trainers. After all, this was their first introduction to the region- no doubt it had to be a happy one.
As the blond haired long man walked up to the booth, one of these smiling people greeted him. "Welcome new trainer," The woman said in a jovial voice. "Here to receive a license? It's a 1500P fee."
And so the first price of Maiestas come. At least the fee was honest. You were only allowed to start the journey with 3000P, but every brochure and marketing the Conglomerate sent out insured that this was for the journey, not before. As such, it always encouraged bringing at least 4500P instead. Arte had the common sense to read up on a few things before coming here. He silently passed the fee across. Next came the questions. Simple stuff.
"Name's Arte. With an E on the end. Parris. Two Rs. Seventeen years old. Male. If you couldn't tell." It didn't take long for his license to get printed out. The unusually happy clerk handed it over, her smile never fading.
"Safe travels! Please proceed to the security check over there." The woman said. Arte swore he saw her face get rather glum, if just for a minute. He didn't dwell on it, and her smile returned nearly as quick as it faded. As if the overworked woman realized her mistake.
He looked down at the card as he walked along. "Arte Pearris"...At least she heard the two Rs part.
The lines didn't stop there. More booths, metal detectors and other such security checking machines. Of course, it was less a security check and more a reassurance you weren't bringing something beneficial alongside you. Beneficial for your Pokemon training career, at the least. Apparently even PokéPuffs and Beans were considered "beneficial". Not that Arte had any way to obtain such goods in Unova. Expensive import stuff to him.
As they routed through what belongings he had brought, they eventually found the one Pokémon he had brought with him- contained within a plain, standard ball. A single word etched on to it's case. "Sugar".
Sugar had been a companion of his for some time. Arte hadn't really desired a training career before his interests in Maiestas. Rather, he had interests in a friend. Pokémon were far harder to insult than people, as it turned out. Pet them and feed them and they'd be pretty loyal. Not to mention, the cleanliness of the species meant his parents didn't mind having the chinchilla creature around. He hadn't done formal training with his old friend, but the Pokémon had once lived in the wild. No doubt he'd adapt.
Security let him through with little fanfare, other than a simple "Clear.", and pointing him towards an exit, handing back his satchel, his belongings safely returned. One last stack of pamphlets greeted the trainers on their way out. A label helpfully identified them as maps. One last addition for his journey, Arte supposed.
And so Arte walked into the main street. He wasn't exactly sure how to feel. Just like that, he was here. Maiestas.
"Alright then." He told himself, opening up the map. There was only one way out of the city it seemed. A forest known as the "Chittering Wood". Infested with Bug-types. Suggested stocking up at the local Pokémart first. Not a bad idea.
Arte held his satchel close, as he took the first steps towards his journey. At the very mercy of Maiestas.
Current Approved Players:
Me (Obviously)
@Barefoot_Kittens
@Altari_owl
@Sciencewars
@EndirReaver
@Keybored
@Merciless Medic
@PKMN Trainer Crimson
@Baron-777
-----
Pokémon battles. A staple of humanity. No matter the era, Pokémon working alongside humans to attain ever higher goals has been an intricate part of our history. From hunting, working, and now sport, Pokémon were always an ally. Always alongside us.
But, as Pokémon battling continued to increase it's circle of influence, some would say it became too accessible. That any child could pick up a Pokémon and have a chance at becoming champion. This may in fact be true. And that's where we here at the Saffron Conglomerate have stepped in to provide a whole new experience and challenge.
Welcome to Maiestas, the region of challenge, beauty, and mastery. Filled with lovely vistas and a league unlike that seen in the rest of the world. Here, we prioritize challenge over teaching basic skills- every trainer must earn their position in this region, even to attain their first badge.
Not a trainer? No problem. The Maiestas regions has plenty of amazing locales that will take your breath away- truly, Maiestas is the one region to go for any type of trip. Mountain climbing? The Iron mountain range is for you! Relaxing on the beach? Come on down to Saltrind city. How about an excursion into the past? The Bleak Ruins are a wonderful view into those who once lived in this region before. And no worries about safety- our highly qualified* Enforcers are constantly keeping down any possible trouble in this region!
So from all of us from the Saffron Conglomerate to you- Welcome to Maiestas, a region like no other!
-----
A boat docked that morning, in the port town of Primum. Convenient they left the starting town out of the pamphlet. The city sure seemed luxurious from it's glorious main street, easily spotted from the deck. Of course, most things were far less shiny under the surface. For all the talk the Conglomerate built up Maiestas to be, they left Primum out. And not exactly for a bad reason.
It wasn't long after docking until passengers began to descend. Trainers, vacationers, maybe even a few business men and women. Whoever they were, they had arrived at their destination. The Town of beginnings.
"Town" was a bit of euphemism. The "town" was far more akin to a city, encompassing a large swath of land and boasting a bustling population. In any case, any trainer who wished to take on the famed league would end up here- and among those was a young man by the name of Arte Parris.
And he soon joined a line of similar trainers, all with different stories, all with different demeanor. Some bright eyed, some looking for escapes. Perhaps a couple washed up aces looking for another go around. Arte personally didn't know anyone there. He never really was the one who made friends easily.
As the line trudged forward into the registration building, a slew of booths and more lines presented themselves to the trainers. Several clerks awaited the newcomers to the challenge- each doing their best to smile and comfort these trainers. After all, this was their first introduction to the region- no doubt it had to be a happy one.
As the blond haired long man walked up to the booth, one of these smiling people greeted him. "Welcome new trainer," The woman said in a jovial voice. "Here to receive a license? It's a 1500P fee."
And so the first price of Maiestas come. At least the fee was honest. You were only allowed to start the journey with 3000P, but every brochure and marketing the Conglomerate sent out insured that this was for the journey, not before. As such, it always encouraged bringing at least 4500P instead. Arte had the common sense to read up on a few things before coming here. He silently passed the fee across. Next came the questions. Simple stuff.
"Name's Arte. With an E on the end. Parris. Two Rs. Seventeen years old. Male. If you couldn't tell." It didn't take long for his license to get printed out. The unusually happy clerk handed it over, her smile never fading.
"Safe travels! Please proceed to the security check over there." The woman said. Arte swore he saw her face get rather glum, if just for a minute. He didn't dwell on it, and her smile returned nearly as quick as it faded. As if the overworked woman realized her mistake.
He looked down at the card as he walked along. "Arte Pearris"...At least she heard the two Rs part.
The lines didn't stop there. More booths, metal detectors and other such security checking machines. Of course, it was less a security check and more a reassurance you weren't bringing something beneficial alongside you. Beneficial for your Pokemon training career, at the least. Apparently even PokéPuffs and Beans were considered "beneficial". Not that Arte had any way to obtain such goods in Unova. Expensive import stuff to him.
As they routed through what belongings he had brought, they eventually found the one Pokémon he had brought with him- contained within a plain, standard ball. A single word etched on to it's case. "Sugar".
Sugar had been a companion of his for some time. Arte hadn't really desired a training career before his interests in Maiestas. Rather, he had interests in a friend. Pokémon were far harder to insult than people, as it turned out. Pet them and feed them and they'd be pretty loyal. Not to mention, the cleanliness of the species meant his parents didn't mind having the chinchilla creature around. He hadn't done formal training with his old friend, but the Pokémon had once lived in the wild. No doubt he'd adapt.
Security let him through with little fanfare, other than a simple "Clear.", and pointing him towards an exit, handing back his satchel, his belongings safely returned. One last stack of pamphlets greeted the trainers on their way out. A label helpfully identified them as maps. One last addition for his journey, Arte supposed.
And so Arte walked into the main street. He wasn't exactly sure how to feel. Just like that, he was here. Maiestas.
"Alright then." He told himself, opening up the map. There was only one way out of the city it seemed. A forest known as the "Chittering Wood". Infested with Bug-types. Suggested stocking up at the local Pokémart first. Not a bad idea.
Arte held his satchel close, as he took the first steps towards his journey. At the very mercy of Maiestas.
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