DevVoid
Previously Deathstalker62
Link to the discussion thread; send applications here: https://pokecharms.com/threads/the-epidemic-virus-part-3-order-of-the-dokuro.21417/
@LunarSilvally @Willow Tree @Clunpsy @ThatJustin’sASpy!
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Hades had stood on the top balcony of his mansion, which had been partially converted into a town hall for mayoral duties. Being the leader of an organization and the mayor of a big city had been a lot of work, but he was proud of his work and of what they accomplished.
In the beginning, he remembered the big city that he was looking at currently was nothing but ruins over ruins, concrete and wooden debris laying all over. Residing in the town were a few homeless people and rejected pokemon. He remembered how they gathered up more and more people and began repairs on the town. It took a lot of work to where they had gotten to now, but considering how many people they managed to recruit, it never seemed that long. Even now, they were still expanding, mostly in the thick, tall wall of concrete that acted as a zombie-proof border. They had to mix the cement, build up the wall and then spread barbed wire across the top to ensure no invader could ever break in, even if they managed to climb the tough, smooth wall. Everyone that had not choosen for a solid job yet had to improve the town, mostly by helping expand the border, or help create new houses. Mostly men were picked to do the building, but some women who were willing to help were picked, too. The women on the other hand had been taken into learning healthcare for pokemon and humans alike. Everyone, regardless of having a profession or not, always had something to do in the city. And everyone seemed to be happy of not having a boring, endangered life. They were grateful to re-live the experience of the calm city life that once was. He looked down to the town plaza, where people who had grown different kinds of fruits and vegetables in their own garden were sharing it to others who couldn't afford to grow one. Not afford by monetary means. People that had no time to gather food and water, be it for working hard or for having personal issues that need important tending to at first hand. Because here in Dokuro City, money was of no value. Instead, people and pokemon who had been introduced to civilization via speech collars had been applying to jobs in exchange for food, a solid roof, a comfortable bed, water and a few luxuries, based on what profession they had, and how enthusiastic they were working in it.
Hades had ceased his memory, shedding a single tear from his left eye, proud on how this community has developed into something much better than it was before. He had his Team Skull Leader attire on, with the old logo still on the necklace. The logo on the back of the jacket had extra crossed bones painted to the skull, which was the improved logo of the Order of the Dokuro. A team skull logo, with crossed bones behind it, like the skulls on the sails of a pirate ship. He currently had Hunter not out. He still had him in his pokeball, while Hades was standing out in the open area of the balcony alone. He wiped the tear away and proceeded to remain watching the city, arms leaned on the railing.
@LunarSilvally @Willow Tree @Clunpsy @ThatJustin’sASpy!
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Hades had stood on the top balcony of his mansion, which had been partially converted into a town hall for mayoral duties. Being the leader of an organization and the mayor of a big city had been a lot of work, but he was proud of his work and of what they accomplished.
In the beginning, he remembered the big city that he was looking at currently was nothing but ruins over ruins, concrete and wooden debris laying all over. Residing in the town were a few homeless people and rejected pokemon. He remembered how they gathered up more and more people and began repairs on the town. It took a lot of work to where they had gotten to now, but considering how many people they managed to recruit, it never seemed that long. Even now, they were still expanding, mostly in the thick, tall wall of concrete that acted as a zombie-proof border. They had to mix the cement, build up the wall and then spread barbed wire across the top to ensure no invader could ever break in, even if they managed to climb the tough, smooth wall. Everyone that had not choosen for a solid job yet had to improve the town, mostly by helping expand the border, or help create new houses. Mostly men were picked to do the building, but some women who were willing to help were picked, too. The women on the other hand had been taken into learning healthcare for pokemon and humans alike. Everyone, regardless of having a profession or not, always had something to do in the city. And everyone seemed to be happy of not having a boring, endangered life. They were grateful to re-live the experience of the calm city life that once was. He looked down to the town plaza, where people who had grown different kinds of fruits and vegetables in their own garden were sharing it to others who couldn't afford to grow one. Not afford by monetary means. People that had no time to gather food and water, be it for working hard or for having personal issues that need important tending to at first hand. Because here in Dokuro City, money was of no value. Instead, people and pokemon who had been introduced to civilization via speech collars had been applying to jobs in exchange for food, a solid roof, a comfortable bed, water and a few luxuries, based on what profession they had, and how enthusiastic they were working in it.
Hades had ceased his memory, shedding a single tear from his left eye, proud on how this community has developed into something much better than it was before. He had his Team Skull Leader attire on, with the old logo still on the necklace. The logo on the back of the jacket had extra crossed bones painted to the skull, which was the improved logo of the Order of the Dokuro. A team skull logo, with crossed bones behind it, like the skulls on the sails of a pirate ship. He currently had Hunter not out. He still had him in his pokeball, while Hades was standing out in the open area of the balcony alone. He wiped the tear away and proceeded to remain watching the city, arms leaned on the railing.