Yoshimitsu
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OOC-This is done with permission from Alex to use his characters.
I reserve the right to exclude you if I don't think you're capable enough to post in this RP.
BIC -
~*~Day one, midnight, unknown location~*~
"Pandora..."
Footsteps. Rustling clothes.
"Pandora, Pandora, Pandora..."
The footsteps stop.
"Pandora's... box?"
The footsteps echoed slightly, faster than before. Another voice.
"Pandora's box? You've been reading too many fairy tales."
And another.
"...Pandora existed..?"
"Pandora existed, and fought, and lost. And still exists." The first voice.
"Don't make me laugh."
"I have associates who were there. Who fought against it."
"...And the box..?"
"It's a story, about all the evil things in the world."
"It's untested, untried."
"...It's intriguing."
~*~Day one, one AM, Goldenrod City~*~
He was unhealthy, it seemed. His skin so pale, his hair frail, his hands almost skeleton-like. He was not the kind of person who invited warmth. He looked like he belonged under the ground, in a coffin. People would run from him. But he did not care. Sai Koro was not the sort of person who cared about others. He was a walking enigma. No one could penetrate his thoughts. This made him terrifying.
"...I will ask you again..." He said quietly. "I'm a patient man... I have waited years before now..."
Apparently, the man he was talking to thought so. His voice shook out of fear.
"I-I told you! It-it's there!"
"...Do not lie to me..." Sai Koro ordered, clicking his fingers. There was a howl of pain as the old man's right index finger bone snapped in two. "I have visited those ruins... There is nothing."
"I swear! H-he hid it away! Sealed away and-and hidden so no one c-could find it!" The old man said between sobs. "It was all s-secret! No one was m-meant to know!"
"...Sealed away..?"
"Yes! P-please, don't hurt me. If he knew th-this... If he knew I'd t-told..." The man's fear was genuine, and no longer focused on Sai Koro it seemed. Whoever this individual in question was, he was much more threatening.
"I have had enough..." Sai Koro said. "...You have three seconds to tell me the truth."
"I swear! Th-the ruins..."
"One."
"I-in..."
"Two."
"G-Goldenrod..."
Sai Koro paused. The same story. The man was not lying. He seemed to relax slightly, now that his life was no longer being threatened. Sai Koro sighed.
"...Thank you."
He clicked his fingers. The man's scream of pain did not have time to leave him as his spine and skull ripped themselves from his body, forming a crude, blood-splattered sword. The necromancer turned and left.
~*~Day one, one-thirty AM, unknown location~*~
"And so we have reached a dilemna."
"...Indeed... Without him, we have no means of so much as finding it..."
"Who says we need him?"
"You have never seen Crescent Magic. It is beyond anything you can imagine. If he has hidden it, I expect it will stay hidden."
"...There might be another way..."
"What?"
"How?"
"...I need to investigate..."
~*~Day one, ten AM, Goldenrod City ~*~
"Isn't this lovely?"
Yoshimitsu had discovered the scene before anyone else, and purely by chance. It was hardly the most suspicious of circumstances, and it was pure luck that Yoshimitsu noticed it. A building, a terraced house in fact. All the lights were off, but considering that most people worked it was not unusual. However, the tiniest thing caught his attention. On the window of an upstairs room, the corner was splattered in blood. He had not immediately realised, thinking it was paint. But after a moment of staring at it, he realised. Curiosity got the better of him, and he slipped into the house, the front door unlocked.
The room in question looked like a spare room. It was devoid of any furniture, the walls shabbily painted and years-old curtains framing the window. However, the body lying in the middle of the floor was what caught Yoshimitsu's attention. He called it a body, but its back was ripped open and its face was splattered against the floor, both skull and spine missing. The blood had dried up, blackened, all the insides already shrivelling. It had not taken much investigation to realise that it was not taken with any tools. The spine and skull and been ripped out without being touched. Telekinesis, Yoshimitsu mused.
"There's no signs a fight..." Yoshimitsu muttered, leaving the room and examining the rest of the house. "So it was probably a surprise atack... I wonder what hap-"
Yoshimitsu's sentence was cut short as he descended the stairs. A picture on the wall caught his attention immediately. There was one person in the image that he recognised. Brown spiky hair that seemed to defy all gravity, a black shirt and slightly questionable purple jeans, all rounded off with a trenchcoat. Gary Oak, though not entirely how he was in Yoshimitsu's memory. His hair was not yet silver, his eyes still had their colour.
"Gary..." He muttered, looking at the other two figures in the photo. One of them, he recognised, was Gary's Grandfather. Professor Samuel Oak. His face was lined, his hair grey, but he had a look of delight on his face, contrast to Gary's somewhat more sober expression. The third person in the image, Yoshimitsu guessed, was the poor individual who was lying upstairs, missing vital parts of his body.
"I wonder..." He mused, pocketting the photo. "This might be worth a trip to see the professor."
Blinking slightly as he stepped out into the sun, he pondered the fastest route to Pallet Town. The Magnet Train would be the fastest way to Kanto, then he could get a local train to Viridian City. Pallet Town was just a walk away. With a faint smile on his face, he began towards the train station with a slightly spring in his step. A good investigation always got him in a good mood.
OOC - Entry points don't necessarily have to be meeting Yoshimitsu. In some cases, being able to sense an approaching evil or something like that, or perhaps visiting Professor Oak? Hell, if we go so far, some kind of raid on the lab wouldn't go amiss. Anything to liven up the RP a bit
I reserve the right to exclude you if I don't think you're capable enough to post in this RP.
BIC -
~*~Day one, midnight, unknown location~*~
"Pandora..."
Footsteps. Rustling clothes.
"Pandora, Pandora, Pandora..."
The footsteps stop.
"Pandora's... box?"
The footsteps echoed slightly, faster than before. Another voice.
"Pandora's box? You've been reading too many fairy tales."
And another.
"...Pandora existed..?"
"Pandora existed, and fought, and lost. And still exists." The first voice.
"Don't make me laugh."
"I have associates who were there. Who fought against it."
"...And the box..?"
"It's a story, about all the evil things in the world."
"It's untested, untried."
"...It's intriguing."
~*~Day one, one AM, Goldenrod City~*~
He was unhealthy, it seemed. His skin so pale, his hair frail, his hands almost skeleton-like. He was not the kind of person who invited warmth. He looked like he belonged under the ground, in a coffin. People would run from him. But he did not care. Sai Koro was not the sort of person who cared about others. He was a walking enigma. No one could penetrate his thoughts. This made him terrifying.
"...I will ask you again..." He said quietly. "I'm a patient man... I have waited years before now..."
Apparently, the man he was talking to thought so. His voice shook out of fear.
"I-I told you! It-it's there!"
"...Do not lie to me..." Sai Koro ordered, clicking his fingers. There was a howl of pain as the old man's right index finger bone snapped in two. "I have visited those ruins... There is nothing."
"I swear! H-he hid it away! Sealed away and-and hidden so no one c-could find it!" The old man said between sobs. "It was all s-secret! No one was m-meant to know!"
"...Sealed away..?"
"Yes! P-please, don't hurt me. If he knew th-this... If he knew I'd t-told..." The man's fear was genuine, and no longer focused on Sai Koro it seemed. Whoever this individual in question was, he was much more threatening.
"I have had enough..." Sai Koro said. "...You have three seconds to tell me the truth."
"I swear! Th-the ruins..."
"One."
"I-in..."
"Two."
"G-Goldenrod..."
Sai Koro paused. The same story. The man was not lying. He seemed to relax slightly, now that his life was no longer being threatened. Sai Koro sighed.
"...Thank you."
He clicked his fingers. The man's scream of pain did not have time to leave him as his spine and skull ripped themselves from his body, forming a crude, blood-splattered sword. The necromancer turned and left.
~*~Day one, one-thirty AM, unknown location~*~
"And so we have reached a dilemna."
"...Indeed... Without him, we have no means of so much as finding it..."
"Who says we need him?"
"You have never seen Crescent Magic. It is beyond anything you can imagine. If he has hidden it, I expect it will stay hidden."
"...There might be another way..."
"What?"
"How?"
"...I need to investigate..."
~*~Day one, ten AM, Goldenrod City ~*~
"Isn't this lovely?"
Yoshimitsu had discovered the scene before anyone else, and purely by chance. It was hardly the most suspicious of circumstances, and it was pure luck that Yoshimitsu noticed it. A building, a terraced house in fact. All the lights were off, but considering that most people worked it was not unusual. However, the tiniest thing caught his attention. On the window of an upstairs room, the corner was splattered in blood. He had not immediately realised, thinking it was paint. But after a moment of staring at it, he realised. Curiosity got the better of him, and he slipped into the house, the front door unlocked.
The room in question looked like a spare room. It was devoid of any furniture, the walls shabbily painted and years-old curtains framing the window. However, the body lying in the middle of the floor was what caught Yoshimitsu's attention. He called it a body, but its back was ripped open and its face was splattered against the floor, both skull and spine missing. The blood had dried up, blackened, all the insides already shrivelling. It had not taken much investigation to realise that it was not taken with any tools. The spine and skull and been ripped out without being touched. Telekinesis, Yoshimitsu mused.
"There's no signs a fight..." Yoshimitsu muttered, leaving the room and examining the rest of the house. "So it was probably a surprise atack... I wonder what hap-"
Yoshimitsu's sentence was cut short as he descended the stairs. A picture on the wall caught his attention immediately. There was one person in the image that he recognised. Brown spiky hair that seemed to defy all gravity, a black shirt and slightly questionable purple jeans, all rounded off with a trenchcoat. Gary Oak, though not entirely how he was in Yoshimitsu's memory. His hair was not yet silver, his eyes still had their colour.
"Gary..." He muttered, looking at the other two figures in the photo. One of them, he recognised, was Gary's Grandfather. Professor Samuel Oak. His face was lined, his hair grey, but he had a look of delight on his face, contrast to Gary's somewhat more sober expression. The third person in the image, Yoshimitsu guessed, was the poor individual who was lying upstairs, missing vital parts of his body.
"I wonder..." He mused, pocketting the photo. "This might be worth a trip to see the professor."
Blinking slightly as he stepped out into the sun, he pondered the fastest route to Pallet Town. The Magnet Train would be the fastest way to Kanto, then he could get a local train to Viridian City. Pallet Town was just a walk away. With a faint smile on his face, he began towards the train station with a slightly spring in his step. A good investigation always got him in a good mood.
OOC - Entry points don't necessarily have to be meeting Yoshimitsu. In some cases, being able to sense an approaching evil or something like that, or perhaps visiting Professor Oak? Hell, if we go so far, some kind of raid on the lab wouldn't go amiss. Anything to liven up the RP a bit