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I know it might be difficult to comb through all the posts to catch up to where the storyline is at; please check out the Pokemon Role Play Discussion forum post (Under the same title name) for a TL;DR version of events.
Wormhole Rules (In other words, how to join)
The gateway to Hoenn will deposit incoming heroes (you, the player) in random locations far away from other human settlements. Typically deep in a forest, a mountain or a desert. In other words, invent your own character and use the portal to travel to Hoenn.
IMPORTANT: THE LOCATION DOES NOT NEED TO BE WHERE OTHER MEMBERS ARE. YOU MAY DROP YOURSELF ANYWHERE YOU WANT SO LONG AS NO ONE SEES YOU.
IMPORTANT: DO NOT USE THE PORTAL AS A TRAVELING DEVICE, ONE TIME USE ONLY.
Rules
Rule 1. Choose two 'starter' pokemon. They must start at their base evolutionary stage if they have one. No items are carried over, only your knowledge of pokemon. They may retain evolutionary moves and traits, as long as it makes sense.
Rule 2. You must capture your last pokemon during your travels in Hoenn (party of three pokemon maximum). At your convenience, of course.
Optional Choices
For your nickname, please try to keep them as simple and short as possible for ease of use in combat. Mono/di-syllabic nicknames are perfect.
Introduction
In a different world, following a different timeline, Hoenn was subjugated by an organization who named itself Team Elite. They have, over the course of several generations, gained an absolute control over the distribution of pokemon as well as any knowledge relating to the mysterious critters.
By keeping all the rare pokemons for themselves and spreading it among their veteran members, they have kept the world around them on a leash. Citizens are warned that wild pokemon are savage and cruel, and any contact between humans and pokemon are to be avoided. The general populace remain ignorant to the concept of coexistence, and any rebellion of thought on this subject is quickly and brutally dealt with by the local Team Elite Gym leader.
The Pokemon Rangers, a police force that should be keeping the region in harmony and stability, have long been infiltrated and taken over by Team Elite. All scientific progress concerning pokemon such as the manufacturing of pokeballs, potions and the like, are kept under stringent security in the Devon Corporation located in Rustboro City. Mauville City has been stripped of its glamorous shell and reduced to the largest manufacturing plant in the region, under heavy guard by Team Elite's finest.
Very little is known of Team Elite's internal structure at the highest levels, although speculation and rumour seem to indicate there are ten highly trained specialized squadrons of trios whose sole duty is to enforce Team Elite's rule over Hoenn.
Prologue
It flitted through the Petalburg trees so rapidly, a phantom flicker of refracted luminescence, that even had there been someone watching they would have seen nothing except a glimmer of light in the dark forest. A deep sense of urgency drove it onward toward its destination; a single-minded devotion to fulfill the wish it had been asked of.
As dawn's first rays touched the rustling crown of the eldest oak tree in Petalburg Forest, it broke through the treelines to reach the decrepit and ruined remains of what had once been a town. A half shattered wooden sign, buried underneath several wooden beams read "Li-tle---t To-n". The pokemon whizzed around the centre of the ruins and paused, confused by what it was supposed to do. Closing its twin eyes, the pokemon drew from the deep well that lay behind its mortal frame and summoned a spark of the divine.
The air rippled, so faintly at first it was almost imperceptible, then stronger. A sphere of distorted matter began to eat away at the space around it, and several pulses of light?power burst from the epicentre of the localized dimensional gate.
"Heroes of another world, heed my call." The message echoed into the void of where time and space ceased to operate. It opened its two eyes and gazed at the wormhole, now the size of a medium sized Swampert and nodded decisively. It had fulfilled the wish, and now it was time to move on. In the blink of an eye, it vanished.
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He felt something wet and slimy licking his face. Groaning, Ayce opened his eyes blearily to identify the source so he could put an end to it and go back to his blissful and serene sleep, when all of a sudden, a realization struck him. He was not in his room anymore. Suddenly wide awake, Ayce jerked upright and took in his new, unfamiliar surroundings. The sterile broken remains of an abandoned town greeted him coldly, and the massive distortion hanging in the middle of it sent a chilling shiver down his spine. 'That should not be there, it was wrongwrongwrong-.' Ayce cut that train of thought abruptly, through sheer force of will, and dragged his gaze away from the impossibility before him and onto the Eevee that had licked his face. For a second, he almost didn't recognize her. It had been so long since she had last been an Eevee, almost four years now, and the last time he had seen her so young was-.
"Ava?" Ayce muttered in bewilderment. "Is that you?" He half stated, half asked.
Ava raised an eyebrow at him, shooting him a familiar look of exasperation and confusion which said "You're being stupid again." Only it didn't look right on an Eevee's face, not when she had been an Espeon just a few hours ago.
But before he could say anything more, a sudden pain lanced through his skull and knowledge, sparse as it was, slammed into his mind. Hoenn. Team Elite. A sense of urgency and wrongness flooded his stomach and Ayce had to grit his teeth to stifle the sudden wave of nausea and vertigo that threatened to overwhelm him. Beside him, Ava growled in worry, jumping lithely onto his half prostrated form and butted Ayce in the head.
"Ouch!" He proclaimed, the pain distracting him from his nausea. "Why you little..." Ayce frowned. He did feel a little better. Ava smirked smugly, her glowing eyes faded back to normal black. Psychic types were rather good at soothing migraines.
A sudden hiss alerted him to the presence of another pokemon. Ken, his fierce and loyal Scizor, now somehow de-evolutionized into a Scyther, had unsheathed his blades. He had been standing a little ways away from Ava and his trainer, and had strategically placed himself between the tear in space-time and them in order to form a preliminary defence line. His sharp gaze was focused intently before him and Ayce realized, with a sudden flicker of dread, that something was coming through the wormhole. Ava gave a little growl and jumped down in front of him, a faint pink glow surrounding her as she readied herself. It was just the three of them against whoever or whatever was coming through the portal, and Ayce was not sure he liked these odds. Fighting the urge to panic, he steadied himself as best he could.
'Ready or not...' He thought.
I know it might be difficult to comb through all the posts to catch up to where the storyline is at; please check out the Pokemon Role Play Discussion forum post (Under the same title name) for a TL;DR version of events.
Wormhole Rules (In other words, how to join)
The gateway to Hoenn will deposit incoming heroes (you, the player) in random locations far away from other human settlements. Typically deep in a forest, a mountain or a desert. In other words, invent your own character and use the portal to travel to Hoenn.
IMPORTANT: THE LOCATION DOES NOT NEED TO BE WHERE OTHER MEMBERS ARE. YOU MAY DROP YOURSELF ANYWHERE YOU WANT SO LONG AS NO ONE SEES YOU.
IMPORTANT: DO NOT USE THE PORTAL AS A TRAVELING DEVICE, ONE TIME USE ONLY.
Rules
Rule 1. Choose two 'starter' pokemon. They must start at their base evolutionary stage if they have one. No items are carried over, only your knowledge of pokemon. They may retain evolutionary moves and traits, as long as it makes sense.
Rule 2. You must capture your last pokemon during your travels in Hoenn (party of three pokemon maximum). At your convenience, of course.
Optional Choices
For your nickname, please try to keep them as simple and short as possible for ease of use in combat. Mono/di-syllabic nicknames are perfect.
Introduction
In a different world, following a different timeline, Hoenn was subjugated by an organization who named itself Team Elite. They have, over the course of several generations, gained an absolute control over the distribution of pokemon as well as any knowledge relating to the mysterious critters.
By keeping all the rare pokemons for themselves and spreading it among their veteran members, they have kept the world around them on a leash. Citizens are warned that wild pokemon are savage and cruel, and any contact between humans and pokemon are to be avoided. The general populace remain ignorant to the concept of coexistence, and any rebellion of thought on this subject is quickly and brutally dealt with by the local Team Elite Gym leader.
The Pokemon Rangers, a police force that should be keeping the region in harmony and stability, have long been infiltrated and taken over by Team Elite. All scientific progress concerning pokemon such as the manufacturing of pokeballs, potions and the like, are kept under stringent security in the Devon Corporation located in Rustboro City. Mauville City has been stripped of its glamorous shell and reduced to the largest manufacturing plant in the region, under heavy guard by Team Elite's finest.
Very little is known of Team Elite's internal structure at the highest levels, although speculation and rumour seem to indicate there are ten highly trained specialized squadrons of trios whose sole duty is to enforce Team Elite's rule over Hoenn.
Prologue
It flitted through the Petalburg trees so rapidly, a phantom flicker of refracted luminescence, that even had there been someone watching they would have seen nothing except a glimmer of light in the dark forest. A deep sense of urgency drove it onward toward its destination; a single-minded devotion to fulfill the wish it had been asked of.
As dawn's first rays touched the rustling crown of the eldest oak tree in Petalburg Forest, it broke through the treelines to reach the decrepit and ruined remains of what had once been a town. A half shattered wooden sign, buried underneath several wooden beams read "Li-tle---t To-n". The pokemon whizzed around the centre of the ruins and paused, confused by what it was supposed to do. Closing its twin eyes, the pokemon drew from the deep well that lay behind its mortal frame and summoned a spark of the divine.
The air rippled, so faintly at first it was almost imperceptible, then stronger. A sphere of distorted matter began to eat away at the space around it, and several pulses of light?power burst from the epicentre of the localized dimensional gate.
"Heroes of another world, heed my call." The message echoed into the void of where time and space ceased to operate. It opened its two eyes and gazed at the wormhole, now the size of a medium sized Swampert and nodded decisively. It had fulfilled the wish, and now it was time to move on. In the blink of an eye, it vanished.
-Insert Line Break-
He felt something wet and slimy licking his face. Groaning, Ayce opened his eyes blearily to identify the source so he could put an end to it and go back to his blissful and serene sleep, when all of a sudden, a realization struck him. He was not in his room anymore. Suddenly wide awake, Ayce jerked upright and took in his new, unfamiliar surroundings. The sterile broken remains of an abandoned town greeted him coldly, and the massive distortion hanging in the middle of it sent a chilling shiver down his spine. 'That should not be there, it was wrongwrongwrong-.' Ayce cut that train of thought abruptly, through sheer force of will, and dragged his gaze away from the impossibility before him and onto the Eevee that had licked his face. For a second, he almost didn't recognize her. It had been so long since she had last been an Eevee, almost four years now, and the last time he had seen her so young was-.
"Ava?" Ayce muttered in bewilderment. "Is that you?" He half stated, half asked.
Ava raised an eyebrow at him, shooting him a familiar look of exasperation and confusion which said "You're being stupid again." Only it didn't look right on an Eevee's face, not when she had been an Espeon just a few hours ago.
But before he could say anything more, a sudden pain lanced through his skull and knowledge, sparse as it was, slammed into his mind. Hoenn. Team Elite. A sense of urgency and wrongness flooded his stomach and Ayce had to grit his teeth to stifle the sudden wave of nausea and vertigo that threatened to overwhelm him. Beside him, Ava growled in worry, jumping lithely onto his half prostrated form and butted Ayce in the head.
"Ouch!" He proclaimed, the pain distracting him from his nausea. "Why you little..." Ayce frowned. He did feel a little better. Ava smirked smugly, her glowing eyes faded back to normal black. Psychic types were rather good at soothing migraines.
A sudden hiss alerted him to the presence of another pokemon. Ken, his fierce and loyal Scizor, now somehow de-evolutionized into a Scyther, had unsheathed his blades. He had been standing a little ways away from Ava and his trainer, and had strategically placed himself between the tear in space-time and them in order to form a preliminary defence line. His sharp gaze was focused intently before him and Ayce realized, with a sudden flicker of dread, that something was coming through the wormhole. Ava gave a little growl and jumped down in front of him, a faint pink glow surrounding her as she readied herself. It was just the three of them against whoever or whatever was coming through the portal, and Ayce was not sure he liked these odds. Fighting the urge to panic, he steadied himself as best he could.
'Ready or not...' He thought.
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