OCC: I should probably go over the way I'm running the RP first. This RP will be containing a legendary in its plot, and approval from Linkachu and El means I should be able to do this without breaking the rules. I don't have a limit on people yet, and I might not put one up. If you want to join, you have to PM me your first post. And only post here when I give the OK. Is that all? Then let's get ready to rumble!
'It's just another day of nothing…" a man sighed, while finishing another game of Pong at his office computer. He was probably in his early twenties, he had should have red hair, but a blue wig hid it from the unknowing eyes. He also wore a bizarre uniform with a yellow G on his chest. He, among many others were in a large room with blue across the floor and walls, each one of them were at his computer, either working on spreadsheets, examining files, or doing nothing. The man positioned himself in his chair, then pushed himself backwards so that he rolled over to his colleague at the next computer.
"This bites, when are they going to be finished up there? We haven't done anything for days!" he complained, his colleague paused the video clip he was watching, then turned to him. The two men looked almost exactly alike, except the first was taller and the second had a faint, red stain on his uniform, possibly from tomato sauce or red wine.
"Well, if you were one of the guys upstairs with the boss analyzing that artifact, you would be complaining of having too much work to do." The second man pointed out,
"Maybe so, but what exactly are they doing up there anyway?" the first one asked,
"Basically, what you know is the same things I should know, which is what we need to know. But Charlie upstairs has been able to give me a scoop on what's happening," the second one explained,
"A gossip, eh?" the first one asked, "That must sound better than watching a ball fly around a screen."
"What I heard, is that the artifact in question was stolen from an excavation in Kanto. Yet it is of Sinnoh origin. It turns out that the artifact was discovered in a lump of Mt. Coronet rock found under Mt. Moon. All experts in the know of it believe that a part of Mt. Coronet came loose from the inside and hitched a ride under the magma" The second man explained,
"Well, that's just the life story of some old toy, what makes it so important, is what I'm trying to ask?" the first man said.
"I don't know, but it has to be related to the Master Project, I hear the boss has barely ate or slept since we first got our hands on it nearly a month ago." The second one pointed out. Before any of them could continue, there was a bang that could only just be heard in the room, a group of people then began clapping quietly.
"What's that about?" the first man asked, the second one didn't reply immediately, but first closed the video clip he was just watching.
"We're about to get back into business…" he answered,
Upstairs, 'the boss' was giving new orders to the people in the room,
"Tell everyone to get on with their newly assigned tasks, this is the next step in the Master Project." He instructed to a man with a crescent-shaped hair, a young woman with red hair, and a more older one with purple hair. The three of them then left the room and shut the door behind them. The boss, all alone, picked up a stone tablet that was on the desk in front of them, it was filled with lettering of an ancient language. "The Sinnoh plates, eh?" he asked himself, he then put down the tablet and opened up a window on his computer next to him. "Now we just need to gather them," he pointed out as the screen loaded what was on the page, "Starting with the ones we already know about..." The screen then showed an article about a discovery from within the Oreburgh Mine, currently in display at its museum. "Perfect…" he whispered, just under his breath. It was time for the rise of Team Galactic.
(whoa, large so far, and this is only the prologue, least the next part is much shorter)
"Do… do you see it yet Machop?" Brendan whispered, the Machop shook his head, Brendan then turned to his ghost pokémon, "How about you Dusclops?" Brendan asked, the pokémon that looked like a mummified dwarf shook its body in an attempt to shake a head that had no neck. Brendan sighed, and continued looking out into the gloom which was only illuminated by the ship's fog lights. He then leaned on the rail of the ship, and dozed off.
Brendan was on a ship to Canalave City of the Sinnoh region, a several month dream to him, and was now waiting for the moment Mt. Coronet to come into view of the ship. Unfortunately, he misjudged the timing, and has been waiting at the bow of the ship since two' o' clock in the morning for three hours straight. And tiredness has finally taken the toll. Brendan donned a black, red, and yellow theme in his clothing. His shoes were black and red with yellow lapel, his pants were mostly black, but were yellow at the ends. He had a white shirt underneath a thin red jacket with a black stripe that split down the middle and went through the arms in the shape of a Y, zipped up for warmth. He had yellow and black gloves on each hand. His hair was an odd color of white and was supported by a red and black headband. The hair itself was still long enough to float freely in the wind. Pale blue eyes, small nose and mouth completed the face.
Brendan stayed asleep for about two hours when a light then shone on his face, causing him to wake up. He looked up, and saw the sight he was waiting for. The sun was halfway into the sky, yet only half of it could be seen. That was because the rest of it was blocked off by a huge mountain, the mountain's highest peaks curved and formed a U shape which the sun was sitting in. This was Mt. Coronet in all its glory, a mountain that watches the entire region as if it was guarding it. Brendan then remembered the Mt. Moon incident that happened a month ago. What happened to that group of thugs? Did they manage to get anything? Either way, it was behind him now. Or so he thought…
'It's just another day of nothing…" a man sighed, while finishing another game of Pong at his office computer. He was probably in his early twenties, he had should have red hair, but a blue wig hid it from the unknowing eyes. He also wore a bizarre uniform with a yellow G on his chest. He, among many others were in a large room with blue across the floor and walls, each one of them were at his computer, either working on spreadsheets, examining files, or doing nothing. The man positioned himself in his chair, then pushed himself backwards so that he rolled over to his colleague at the next computer.
"This bites, when are they going to be finished up there? We haven't done anything for days!" he complained, his colleague paused the video clip he was watching, then turned to him. The two men looked almost exactly alike, except the first was taller and the second had a faint, red stain on his uniform, possibly from tomato sauce or red wine.
"Well, if you were one of the guys upstairs with the boss analyzing that artifact, you would be complaining of having too much work to do." The second man pointed out,
"Maybe so, but what exactly are they doing up there anyway?" the first one asked,
"Basically, what you know is the same things I should know, which is what we need to know. But Charlie upstairs has been able to give me a scoop on what's happening," the second one explained,
"A gossip, eh?" the first one asked, "That must sound better than watching a ball fly around a screen."
"What I heard, is that the artifact in question was stolen from an excavation in Kanto. Yet it is of Sinnoh origin. It turns out that the artifact was discovered in a lump of Mt. Coronet rock found under Mt. Moon. All experts in the know of it believe that a part of Mt. Coronet came loose from the inside and hitched a ride under the magma" The second man explained,
"Well, that's just the life story of some old toy, what makes it so important, is what I'm trying to ask?" the first man said.
"I don't know, but it has to be related to the Master Project, I hear the boss has barely ate or slept since we first got our hands on it nearly a month ago." The second one pointed out. Before any of them could continue, there was a bang that could only just be heard in the room, a group of people then began clapping quietly.
"What's that about?" the first man asked, the second one didn't reply immediately, but first closed the video clip he was just watching.
"We're about to get back into business…" he answered,
Upstairs, 'the boss' was giving new orders to the people in the room,
"Tell everyone to get on with their newly assigned tasks, this is the next step in the Master Project." He instructed to a man with a crescent-shaped hair, a young woman with red hair, and a more older one with purple hair. The three of them then left the room and shut the door behind them. The boss, all alone, picked up a stone tablet that was on the desk in front of them, it was filled with lettering of an ancient language. "The Sinnoh plates, eh?" he asked himself, he then put down the tablet and opened up a window on his computer next to him. "Now we just need to gather them," he pointed out as the screen loaded what was on the page, "Starting with the ones we already know about..." The screen then showed an article about a discovery from within the Oreburgh Mine, currently in display at its museum. "Perfect…" he whispered, just under his breath. It was time for the rise of Team Galactic.
(whoa, large so far, and this is only the prologue, least the next part is much shorter)
"Do… do you see it yet Machop?" Brendan whispered, the Machop shook his head, Brendan then turned to his ghost pokémon, "How about you Dusclops?" Brendan asked, the pokémon that looked like a mummified dwarf shook its body in an attempt to shake a head that had no neck. Brendan sighed, and continued looking out into the gloom which was only illuminated by the ship's fog lights. He then leaned on the rail of the ship, and dozed off.
Brendan was on a ship to Canalave City of the Sinnoh region, a several month dream to him, and was now waiting for the moment Mt. Coronet to come into view of the ship. Unfortunately, he misjudged the timing, and has been waiting at the bow of the ship since two' o' clock in the morning for three hours straight. And tiredness has finally taken the toll. Brendan donned a black, red, and yellow theme in his clothing. His shoes were black and red with yellow lapel, his pants were mostly black, but were yellow at the ends. He had a white shirt underneath a thin red jacket with a black stripe that split down the middle and went through the arms in the shape of a Y, zipped up for warmth. He had yellow and black gloves on each hand. His hair was an odd color of white and was supported by a red and black headband. The hair itself was still long enough to float freely in the wind. Pale blue eyes, small nose and mouth completed the face.
Brendan stayed asleep for about two hours when a light then shone on his face, causing him to wake up. He looked up, and saw the sight he was waiting for. The sun was halfway into the sky, yet only half of it could be seen. That was because the rest of it was blocked off by a huge mountain, the mountain's highest peaks curved and formed a U shape which the sun was sitting in. This was Mt. Coronet in all its glory, a mountain that watches the entire region as if it was guarding it. Brendan then remembered the Mt. Moon incident that happened a month ago. What happened to that group of thugs? Did they manage to get anything? Either way, it was behind him now. Or so he thought…
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