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Fallen League (Revamp)
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Posted: Sun, 08/11/2020 21:26 (3 Years ago)
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Mount Quetmel
The main location where the resistance resides. The peaceful village is built into the side of a mountain, much like Mesa Verde. Due to the lack of materials, the houses are often made out of sandstone and mud. In the center of the small town resides Professor Hop. The town center is often filled with young kids ready to start their journey.
Eastcliff
This peaceful town is built in a wide ravine. The majority of the resistance’s food comes from Eastcliff, as it’s one of the few places sunny enough to grow crops. The place has really picked up since Milo arrived, and now it isn’t uncommon to find Wooloo rolling around in the fields. The main attractions are the corn mazes and Milo’s gym. The gym is situated at the end of the town, and a large wooden fence encircles the gym. The buildings in this town are made of wood and stone.
Islesbury
A larger town than typical for the resistance, this town is situated in an underground lake. If you swim down far enough you can eventually surface at the ocean. It is a rather breathtaking sight, especially when the lights go out. The water reflects the light of the multicolored rocks from above, creating a wonderful illusion. The water appears to be several shades of greens, yellows, and blues. The people in this town often compare its beauty to that of the sky. As the sun begins to set, the water takes on a more pinkish shade. Wild pokemon can often be found swimming in the water, as well as something else. The main attractions are the man-made beach and their art exhibits. Lana’s gym is completely outdoors, taking place on a small island they created in the water.
Seameet
Seameet is further into the caves, the waters from Islesbury slowly narrowed into a single stream. Similarly to Bellonlea, the light comes from bioluminescent mushrooms, though the colors are much more bland. The town makes up for the lack of natural colors by painting their homes with vibrant colors of greens, pinks, and yellows. Each house is turned into a piece of art, and every public building has a mural always contributed to it by the various townsfolk. Many pass through the town to look at the wonderful works of art made by the people. Morty’s gym stands out among the colored buildings, being colored in deeper shades of green and yellow.
Goldmire
Goldmire is not so much a town as it is a city. Due to its location underground, it is not able to expand upwards, instead it stretches out for more than the eye can see. It’s easy to get lost in the city, and the townsfolk are currently in the process of building a monorail system. The city is named after it’s abundance of pyrite, also known as fools gold. The residents enjoy tricking newcomers by giving them a pyrite nugget, claiming it’s made of gold. The pranks are completely harmless however, and the pyrite nuggets can still be sold outside of the city for a decent amount of money. The greatest sight is the golden gate, it’s also the entrance to the city. Made entirely out of pyrite, these gates are always open. Norman has established his gym in the North side of Goldmire, the South holds Viola’s gym.
Lyndon
Lyndon sits in the center of the resistance’s cave systems. It’s full of stalactites and stalagmites. In the center of the town sits a large stadium. It’s heavily inspired by Galar’s stadiums, and covered with bioluminescent plants to glow just like the neon lights. Here is where the yearly tournament is held. It’s a big event, and the city is decked out with all sorts of signs and promotional posters.
Newhaven
The oldest of the villages, Newhaven was the first safeplace built in the cave systems. It’s buildings are by far the most advanced, looking similar to modern buildings. There are several empty clearings where people first tried to grow crops, though they have long been emptied. Children can now be found running around in the dirt. Roark quickly placed his claim on the town, building his gym by one of the empty dirt lots.
Faylea
Faylea is the brightest village in the caves, Elesa having found a way to power their lights with the abundance of electric pokemon in the caves. The village of Faylea is a rather modern town. While it doesn’t quite have as much materials as Newhaven, they have worked hard to create new kinds of technology. They often export handcrafted batteries to Goldmire to assist with the monorail project. Little stuffed pichu’s can be found in windows of houses, as a sign of appreciation for the pichu, pikachu, and raichu. Elesa’s gym is built into one of the cave walls.
Westcourt
Westcourt is known for its public parks. It’s one of the few places in the cave system that gets fresh air blowing through. This is due to the way the cave eroded. It left small pockets above them, essentially creating wind tunnels that leads straight to their town. Every year the people try and plant some tall grasses so they can watch it blow in the wind, however it is rarely successful. This leads to a few patches of dried up grass sitting alone in the dirt. Blaine has built his gym in this town.
The main location where the resistance resides. The peaceful village is built into the side of a mountain, much like Mesa Verde. Due to the lack of materials, the houses are often made out of sandstone and mud. In the center of the small town resides Professor Hop. The town center is often filled with young kids ready to start their journey.
Eastcliff
This peaceful town is built in a wide ravine. The majority of the resistance’s food comes from Eastcliff, as it’s one of the few places sunny enough to grow crops. The place has really picked up since Milo arrived, and now it isn’t uncommon to find Wooloo rolling around in the fields. The main attractions are the corn mazes and Milo’s gym. The gym is situated at the end of the town, and a large wooden fence encircles the gym. The buildings in this town are made of wood and stone.
Islesbury
A larger town than typical for the resistance, this town is situated in an underground lake. If you swim down far enough you can eventually surface at the ocean. It is a rather breathtaking sight, especially when the lights go out. The water reflects the light of the multicolored rocks from above, creating a wonderful illusion. The water appears to be several shades of greens, yellows, and blues. The people in this town often compare its beauty to that of the sky. As the sun begins to set, the water takes on a more pinkish shade. Wild pokemon can often be found swimming in the water, as well as something else. The main attractions are the man-made beach and their art exhibits. Lana’s gym is completely outdoors, taking place on a small island they created in the water.
Seameet
Seameet is further into the caves, the waters from Islesbury slowly narrowed into a single stream. Similarly to Bellonlea, the light comes from bioluminescent mushrooms, though the colors are much more bland. The town makes up for the lack of natural colors by painting their homes with vibrant colors of greens, pinks, and yellows. Each house is turned into a piece of art, and every public building has a mural always contributed to it by the various townsfolk. Many pass through the town to look at the wonderful works of art made by the people. Morty’s gym stands out among the colored buildings, being colored in deeper shades of green and yellow.
Goldmire
Goldmire is not so much a town as it is a city. Due to its location underground, it is not able to expand upwards, instead it stretches out for more than the eye can see. It’s easy to get lost in the city, and the townsfolk are currently in the process of building a monorail system. The city is named after it’s abundance of pyrite, also known as fools gold. The residents enjoy tricking newcomers by giving them a pyrite nugget, claiming it’s made of gold. The pranks are completely harmless however, and the pyrite nuggets can still be sold outside of the city for a decent amount of money. The greatest sight is the golden gate, it’s also the entrance to the city. Made entirely out of pyrite, these gates are always open. Norman has established his gym in the North side of Goldmire, the South holds Viola’s gym.
Lyndon
Lyndon sits in the center of the resistance’s cave systems. It’s full of stalactites and stalagmites. In the center of the town sits a large stadium. It’s heavily inspired by Galar’s stadiums, and covered with bioluminescent plants to glow just like the neon lights. Here is where the yearly tournament is held. It’s a big event, and the city is decked out with all sorts of signs and promotional posters.
Newhaven
The oldest of the villages, Newhaven was the first safeplace built in the cave systems. It’s buildings are by far the most advanced, looking similar to modern buildings. There are several empty clearings where people first tried to grow crops, though they have long been emptied. Children can now be found running around in the dirt. Roark quickly placed his claim on the town, building his gym by one of the empty dirt lots.
Faylea
Faylea is the brightest village in the caves, Elesa having found a way to power their lights with the abundance of electric pokemon in the caves. The village of Faylea is a rather modern town. While it doesn’t quite have as much materials as Newhaven, they have worked hard to create new kinds of technology. They often export handcrafted batteries to Goldmire to assist with the monorail project. Little stuffed pichu’s can be found in windows of houses, as a sign of appreciation for the pichu, pikachu, and raichu. Elesa’s gym is built into one of the cave walls.
Westcourt
Westcourt is known for its public parks. It’s one of the few places in the cave system that gets fresh air blowing through. This is due to the way the cave eroded. It left small pockets above them, essentially creating wind tunnels that leads straight to their town. Every year the people try and plant some tall grasses so they can watch it blow in the wind, however it is rarely successful. This leads to a few patches of dried up grass sitting alone in the dirt. Blaine has built his gym in this town.
Routes
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Route 1 - Connects Eastcliff to
Islesbury.
Route 2 - Connects Islesbury to Goldmire
Route 3 - Connects Goldmire to Newhaven
Route 4 - Connects Newhaven to Faylea
Route 5 - Connects Faylea to Westcourt
Route 6 - A caved in route. It was supposed to be an easier way to reach Seameet
Route 7 - Connects Islesbury to Seameet, usually filled with water that reaches the ankles.
Route 8 - Connects Seameet to Goldmire. Usually infested with Diglett and Zubat.
Route 9 - Connects Goldmire to Lyndon
Route 10 - Connects Lyndon to Westcourt.
Route 2 - Connects Islesbury to Goldmire
Route 3 - Connects Goldmire to Newhaven
Route 4 - Connects Newhaven to Faylea
Route 5 - Connects Faylea to Westcourt
Route 6 - A caved in route. It was supposed to be an easier way to reach Seameet
Route 7 - Connects Islesbury to Seameet, usually filled with water that reaches the ankles.
Route 8 - Connects Seameet to Goldmire. Usually infested with Diglett and Zubat.
Route 9 - Connects Goldmire to Lyndon
Route 10 - Connects Lyndon to Westcourt.
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Leader: Anthony Miller [gypsyvannerz]
Admin: Sky (Dark) [ShyAnimeWeeb]
Admin: Regan Rose (Fire) [BlackReshiram]
Admin: Ashia (Flying) [HeartlessHoundoom]
Admin: Roslyn Farwood (Ghost) [Immortes]
Grunts:
Adrian [Kiyoomi]
Valentine [Tsukoyomi]
(Team Rocket may not come in for a bit, just a fair warning.)
(Wondering why the four admins aren’t merged into one? That’s because they have taken the position of Elite Four members, each admin will be paired with their selected type.)
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Professor: Hop [NPC] (Yes it’s hop from Sw/Sh)
Gym Leader: Viola [NPC] (Kalos - Bug)
Gym Leader: Elesa [NPC] (Unova - Electric)
Gym Leader: Blaine [NPC] (Kanto - Fire)
Gym Leader: Roark [NPC] (Sinnoh - Rock)
Gym Leader: Norman [NPC] (Hoenn - Normal)
Gym Leader: Morty [NPC] (Johto - Ghost)
Gym Leader: Milo [NPC] (Galar - Grass)
Gym Leader: Lana [NPC] (Alola - Water)
Trainers:
Brook Glover [gypsyvannerz]
Maira [Purpleeda]
McQueen 'Mickey' Mejiro [~Fahrenheit~]
Twyla [BlackReshiram]
Caddie Millers [DarkSpark]
Cyrus [Kiyoomi]
Sara Adalia Crawford [Immortes]
Kaoru Hakaze [Tsukoyomi]
Rp starts now, trainers are waking up to start there journey. It is approximately 7 am.
Posted: Sun, 08/11/2020 21:32 (3 Years ago)
Posted: Sun, 08/11/2020 21:53 (3 Years ago)
But today, she was going to face her fears. Today, she was getting her first Pokemon! She'd heard they'd get to choose their types, and she had decided on a dark type for her first partner. She had a few name ideas for it, depending on what it turned out to be...though she knew what she really wanted was as certain Pokemon, but she prepared for it not to be that... Quickly grabbing her hoodie and putting it on, she raced out of her room.
Posted: Sun, 08/11/2020 22:05 (3 Years ago)
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Posted: Sun, 08/11/2020 22:45 (3 Years ago)
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'07:00 AM... I'd better get a move on.'
A chorus of laughter could be heard from the other room as the youngest of the Mejiro brood hastily packed up her things, ready for the mock journey she'd be attending, assumingly with others, also. Although she found it somewhat of a disappointment that she could participate in the real thing, like her older siblings before her, it was at least something... right? Despite not looking like it with her blasé expression, McQueen was grateful for the opportunity, given the whole situation with the new champion and that, and if she could be one of those who are able to help resolve this problem, it'd surely prove her worth to her family.
After throwing in a couple more essentials into her bag - a black leather satchel, which has a teal ribbon tied at the base of one end of the strap - McQueen felt ready. She had a change of clothes, made sure she had sufficient money to generously last her a week or, possibly, two at a stretch. Her sisters had even help with her hair that morning. Instead of being in her usual low ponytail, it had been skillfully arranged into a
Grabbing her bag, she makes her way out to leave after exchanging a short good-bye with her family; however, she's forced to come to a halt at the door. A Glameow, the spoilt rotten family pet, sits in the doorway giving the trainer-to-be an icy glare. There's a brief stand-off between the two before the pokemon decides to move on with its, but not before it had bitterly hissed at the girl. McQueen was unsure as to why the pokemon despised her so much. She'd only stood on it's tail, accidentally, once and that was years go. Plus, she apologized.
'Maybe it's a cat thing...'
Posted: Sun, 08/11/2020 23:39 (3 Years ago)
Well, Farah might just be holding themselves back a bit today. The equipment will be more difficult to come by now from now on and there is something poetic about meeting their teammate almost-bare-faced, they thought. A proper beginning tends to start from the low- And Farah is nothing but self-sacrificial in the matters of sap, so they close the unused eyeliner with an almost mournful pop and pack up their kit at once.
Farah had a vendetta against using storage the inns had provided, so after a mostly unnecessary but will-be nicely-appreciated-by-the-next-guest clean up, that was it. After a last glance around the room to ensure they yet again never left a mark, Farah smoothed out the fur of their poncho and let the doors lock behind them. With yet another empty room out of sight, out of mind, Farah marched on armed with an easy smile and a melodic hum of the familiar chords.
Posted: Mon, 09/11/2020 05:10 (3 Years ago)
He knew that he had to hurry if he wanted to make it in time, yet waking up had always been a problem. As he stared out of the window he noticed a few people walk by, then his mother handed him his shoes and bag, telling him that he had to go too now. The tired male again replied with a 'yea I know', put on his shoes and bag and said Goodbye to his mother. Then he left to go see the professor
Posted: Mon, 09/11/2020 14:58 (3 Years ago)
[ profile - trans male - no partner - location: his home; islesbury - tags: none ]
I. Hate. Mornings.
When his alarm clock went off, the display reading 7:00, the cacophonous din enveloping the peaceful morning, it brought the blonde haired male nothing but irritation. It took him the full minute to wake up after that. The quilt on his bed were tangled around his legs, a chill snaking up his calves where the exposed wintry air bit into his skin. Sara winced internally, and tucking his long legs back under the grateful warmth of his comforter, he turned his alarm clock off - and embraced the silence that enveloped his quarters.
The house in which the Crawfords resided in at first glance seemed too large, too extravagant for a four person family. In fact, it seemed to be hardly lively. There were many open rooms, both upstairs and downstairs, most of which had simply been repurposed. A music room there, a game room here. If anything, the two rambunctious children who had once lived here had filled the house with the warm familial aura. It was no question that Sara and Soleil were two kids who got into more trouble than a flock of wild staravia. But for one inhabitant, the large house was … quiet. Hollow. A ghostly shell of what it had once been. Sara’s hand brushed the edge of the upstairs balcony, a heavy feeling sinking into his heart. Team Rocket had taken his family away from him in one fell swoop nine years ago. His parents pokémon, items, any memory of them had been buried. Only the many too-empty rooms inside the house gave any indication that someone else other than he had lived here once. The house had become a tomb.
“There will be no resistance.”
In some ways, Sara was grateful. It made mourning his family easier. The seven year old laid their bodies to rest in the forest next to their house, dug their graves, and that was that.
The morning blurred past Sara as he went through his morning routine. For the most part, it was because he wasn’t really paying attention, and really he didn’t need to. He combed his blonde locks, made a swift yet delicious breakfast, and spruced up his appearance in front of a mirror. The patrols didn’t care to look much towards the Crawford household, not since the execution of Sara’s parents and younger sister, and as such, Sara was confident that he could slip around the corner without being caught. As a child, Sara was one to test the curfew line, to see exactly how late he could stay up and out of trouble. And he’d gotten closer than ever to a great many public instances, and people didn’t tend to look twice at the slight-built male. To his benefit. Team Rocket would be hard pressed to keep the male in line, especially when his entire existence had been built around testing rules.
The early morning chill had condensed around the mirror, leaving a fine cover of mist upon the glassy surface. Sara scrubbed dutifully at the pale grey surface, bit by bit, until the mirror was clear. He stared quietly at his reflection; a male with weary jade-green eyes, a face surrounded by locks of eternally messy orange-gold. Sara plucked a brush that he kept inside the cabinet, and put it to work, gritting his teeth at each rough tug sent a jolt of discomfort through him. While most would have deemed his hair a lost cause, Sara wasn’t one to be daunted by the task. However, despite his efforts, the golden locks simply fell out of order. As if he hadn’t just wasted twenty minutes of his time. His reflection smirked back at him sardonically as he set his comb back on the dresser, scuffed it back with one hand. Sara arched his back in a luxurious stretch, back arching as a massive yawn forced his jaws open wide. Better get on the road…i’m going to be late now, aren’t I?
A brisk morning chill greeted Sara’s form as he poked his head outside his residence, checking both sides quickly for any of the pompous Rocket grunts who often sauntered through the neighborhood. He listened for the growls of their pokémon and their drawling tones. It wasn’t that Sara was scared; it would take a lot more to intimidate him. But given his propensity for accidents, it was better to double check. Not to mention that his town was still under curfew. Affirming that it was a coast clear, the tall, wiry male emerged from his home, hit the streets at a brisk walk, headed for the…general direction of the laboratory. He had forgotten his map, of course.
And Sara Adalia Crawford was terrible at directions.
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Finally, he managed to pinpoint the location of the lab. He had never been good with maps or anything. This was... quite easily one of the best maps he had ever seen, yet he had a hard time reading it. Well he would have to deal with it. He did not like the fact that he was easily lost yet he just turned towards the direction he would have to go to.
Yet he did not start walking yet… He looked back to the direction of his home. Was he seriously overthinking his already made decision.? He sighed, having another flashback. He had often been here with his brother. He sighed softly as he heard his voice in his head. “…Once you receive your Pokémon go on and treat it well alright?” The young Cyrus had always answered immediately, agreeing with his brothers, and often adding something like “of course!” or “Yes Brother!”. He knew that he used to be such a happy child and sometimes he wondered how he could be like that again.? Maybe if he could find his Brother again… That would work. Cyrus knew that he would do this, and he would succeed. This was the thought that made him start walking towards the lap again.
Posted: Mon, 09/11/2020 18:20 (3 Years ago)
Madam Praha was a silver fox, known for watching over the streets from her window like a particularly crestfallen Xatu, with a polished talent of making kids cry by a single well-coordinated look and on her worst days, a posh lady who couldn't stop talking about bright days of her opera-filled past.
Safe to say, yesterday they talked over a game of chess and they got along swimmingly.
Farah held up hand, palm-up, and Madam Praha immediately caught onto their invitation and placed their own free hand in theirs.
They began to cycle each other with slowly poised steps, their palm-to-palm hands held hight between them, With the elderly ladys height only being around below Farah's shoulders and the frankly comical size difference between their hands, it was hardly a move worthy of the ballroom but it was just enough lure out a reward in form of one of the madams rare nostalgic smiles.
... One that had disappeared immediately when Madam Praha caught onto their own growing grin and made a quick move of sternly stepping on their foot.
They took a step away from each other and Lady Praha only shook her head as Farah's yelp effortlessly transformed into a string of giggles. Before they could get a word in, Madam Praha got to it first.
"You do understand why the journey is a mock, correct? No child returns, only scarred workers to repeat the circle. Someday, the outside decides to stop humoring us and takes them away too and this wretched land won't have children to send anymore."
Madam Praha sounded almost annoyed as if she was lecturing Farah about basic math calculations. All that only resulted in a mutter of "Aww, such big heart you have!" hidden between another fit of giggles. Madam Praha must have taken that as clear proof of having no ground to stand on, as she made a stern turn-around motion that was stressed with a sharp nail of her bag-holding hand placing a cheap stab to their left side.
Still smiling, Farah did as they were ordered to, crouching just the tiniest bit to allow Lady Praha to properly open their backpack. "Where did you learn such a way of easing child's worries, grandmama! You might want to put up a complaint. Tell you what- Dust off that old coronet of yours and don't put it down till those famed scarred workers return. It will be a good luck charm of sorts for me and all."
Farah could practically hear her eyeroll as she placed the packet of Poké Snacks on top of their playbill album. And suddenly, Farah was struck with how they will miss this. They knew each other for just a day, but Farah never had a grandmother and well.. Something told them that if they asked to stay, Lady Praha would not mind handing off a toom permanently to them, along with half the upkeep and more tales to share. A rather sweet idea, helping to run an inn and laying low...
But Farah didn't start this journey for that, didn't they? This all would be a nice safe daydream for someday else, For now, they were broken out of their thoughts with a silent curse as Lady Praha managed to get the backpack to click closed at once. Before Farah could turn around, Lady Praha was already heading to hold the front door open to them, lazily beckoning them to hurry along. "Thinking about diamonds in days like this... You sure are a dying breed, child. Now be off, before I start considering locking you up."
"Listen carefully to gossips from now on, would you? This town will soon have something more to talk about, I assure you."
And with that, they were unceremoniously shoved over the doorstep, only an automatic call of "Bedrood!" in hurried Farsi leaving their lips before yet another door closed behind them.
With a smile, they ran a finger through their hair and fixed their headband before nonchalantly getting on their way, falling into their usual confident and grandiose gait, the steel heels of their workboots clicking on the pavement.
At least that was until they caught a stray call in contralo of "Rake them over coals!" behind their back. The people on the street got the show of watching them skip the rest of the way to the lab.
Posted: Mon, 09/11/2020 18:28 (3 Years ago)
Prof. Hop
His hands were shaking. 17, he had sent out 17 trainers the year prior. Not even one made it. A shakey sigh left his lips. He called out his Dubwool, setting a tray full of pokeballs on top of the sheep pokemon. "Let's get this going." He spoke, turning around. How many would he be sending to their death this time? It wa getting harder for Hop as the years passed, sending out these kids. He was started to debate if he should just stop. The only thought that kept him going was the memory of his brother. He remembered how he felt when Lee gave him his pokemon he remembered the joy on his friend' face as well. He kept going to see these children smile, to feel a sense of normalcy in these times.
3... 2... 1...
Hop now faced a small group of new trainers in front of them. A small smile made it's way onto his face. He put do this. For Lee. "Welcome! I hope your ready to meet your new partner!" He exclaimed, gesturing to his Dubwool. "Some of you might remember the survey I sent out just last month. I used your answers to determine the pokemon that might suit you best!" He stared at the pokeballs. They were once caught by previous trainers, barely recovered from Team Rocket. They were barely even leveled. He lightly shook his head. "So, who have we got right now?"
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So, the Pokémon was chosen to be their perfect partner, huh? That should be interesting. She wondered what Pokémon had been chosen for her, as all the other trainers were probably thinking something similar. She just hoped she'd be able to bond with it that way...if it was supposedly suited for her... better than she ever could with humans, that was. Her toes tapped nervously and impatiently in her shoes, wondering what lay waiting in those capsules....