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The_Blackguard_Empire
Trainerlevel: 35

Trainerpoints: 1,178/3,709

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Pkmn Name Level EXP/EHP
Zenith
(Mega Zoroark)
16423,840 / 92,583

Jdiaohaodia! (Hello!)

We are an old empire, from the first Conqueror to the newest recruits of the army. We hold hundreds of years of pride under our skin, and it is there to stay. Hold your threats, for they will only spark more pride. We'll only strike when you try to, only win when you're weak. So hold your tongue if you feel the need to bite. Find something else to chew on, as you'll find our flavor quite unpleasant.

WARNING

I am personally denying use of my characters and creations without permission. That includes:

-The Blackguard as a whole (Including religion, words, units, and agriculture)
-Irin and his relatives, as well as any of his contacts I created
-The alternate Derek, the Bastion of the Wayfarer
-Sylas Verun, drunken medium and veteran
-Any and all of my abilities and the characters respective to them
-Icarus Flare and contacts of his I have made
-Zander and Danner, my anthro OCs


If you use any of these without my permission, I will have plenty of reason to block and/or report you.


Thanks in Advance for not using my creations.

Game Records

Trainer ID: #323228645
Registration: 16/01/2018 (4 Years ago)
Game Time: 822:27 Hours
Total interactions: 113,789
Money: 1,311,974
Starter Pokémon: Samurott

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Running System Diagnostics....

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System Fully Operational...

Powering On...

"Good evening, Major. The date is August Seventeenth, Two-thousand Ninety-six. You took a bullet to the neck twelve hours ago. We have reenabled you with various technology. Take some time to grow used to it."
Yesterday, 04:00
Want a few small tips to help build a good German accent? Here's 3!

First, 'Th' becomes a 'Z' or 'S'. "Thank you for this" --> "Sank you for zis."

Second, 'W' becomes 'V'. "we will be going" --> "Ve vill be going."

Third, the accent makes several words "choppy" or abruptly ended. "I need these big beds" --> "I needt zese bigk bedts."

To those wondering about the accent, hope this will help!
3 Days ago
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Why, I-... I-... Egads, I hadn't realized it had been that long already...
7 Days ago
Ah! I caught the mischievous little terror! I now hold a grudge against two places on this site; the Notification Wall and the Furfrou Section of the mall.
8 Days ago
Arrgh, I can't believe it!! Some idiot freed Hoopa, the legendary Mischief Pokémon! I locked it inside of a treasure box so it would never play pranks on anyone anymore - but now it's back on the streets of Emera Town!

The_Blackguard_Empire! You need to help me catch it. The only way to get control over it is to find all five Prison Rings. They are small golden rings that are spread all around the town when Hoopa is outside of its box. You have to find them all, please!


Sir, in my defense, I had a one in nine chance of opening that specific box. I blame the person who runs the game.
12 Days ago
Now, here in the Empire (and the distant past), we enjoy a chocolaty drink we call "Frusta," which technically translates to "fruity." However, there's a reason for that- Our Frusta has hints of fruit in it, and each batch tastes different from another, giving the drink tons of opportunities to please your taste buds! In addition, it's a warm drink, which helps everybody on those cold days. Remember to stay warm out there!
13 Days ago
Time has ground to a halt in foreign affairs, but at last, the true face of what may have been the Blackguard rises again.... Happy Halloween.
2 Months ago
"The sun may set on your life, but never thy eternal rule. The toil of a life, set to rest for the pyre's dreary crackle. Forever will you be known as not a warrior, nor a friend, but as a brother of my own claws. A small yet powerful shadow, one to truly turn the scales of the Everlasting. This is it, my dearest brethren. Our Final Goodbye. In the heart of the Empire, thy Supreme Blade shall be lodged in a stone, never to be lifted by the hands of another. Here it shall remain, forevermore, until thy boots crush the Earth once more, and thy remains stand to once more claim the Conqueror's Blade, the Holy insignia of our Mighty Empire. Lay at rest, dear brother. Let the pyre consume you, and gently carry you on towards the Judgements, to face the scales and decide between the Everlasting afterlife, or to walk again, reborn as a new soldier. Fate's Hand shall guide thee, for thy quest is now thy own. Brothers, let us bid our Last Farewell."
4 Months ago
Just a small reminder that historically, the real Rasputin was poisoned, shot over ten times, and thrown into a freezing river. And then walked it all off.
4 Months ago
Very rarely do we find a truly philosophical idea, though the Blackguard does have a few favorites. "Do not be an echo, be a voice." "Life is a cage, death is our key." "We only wait, for we have something to wait for." "To die a fool is to have lived an uneducated life."
4 Months ago
I know this might sound cliché, and I know that it's obviously very much a repeated statement, but something here needs to be said.

Life is life. There's no changing that. Sometimes it's great, sometimes you wish it were better. But sometimes, something changes that you don't realize. Someone or something might appear and change it all before you realize what's happened. It comes along and turns your view of life inside out. And then it's gone, as if it never happened. It happened to me, just last night. I did 4-H. I had a swine project. And I only realized this at the very end, when I said my final goodbye: I had grown more attached to a pig named Hamlet in just a few months than my own mother in just under a decade and a half of life. I wept for that pig, my pig, when I realized that he was my best friend, and that his final meal by my hand had been fed, and the final touch between the two of us was shared.
5 Months ago
Perhaps, before nabbing the chance to slaughter a people, one should consider diplomacy. Unless, of course, one finds oneself as the attacking force. Then one should consider first why one is attacking, and then strategies to best eliminate what has enraged one so greatly.
5 Months ago
Times of war grind by on shattered wheels, forever demanding the attention of a Ruler and Commander. However, even in such brutal and demanding moments, a brief and critical break can and must be taken. Today, we celebrate the Blackguardian holiday of Vilisinfratz, roughly translating to "Victory Day." On that note, a happy Vilisinfratz to the Blackguard Empire and our allies!
6 Months ago
An army is only as great as the Commander is. If your Commander isn't quick enough to act, or hesitates even a moment in battle, you'll lose ten. If your Commander is weak in soul and heart and takes pity on your opponent, you'll lose a hundred. And if your Commander is simply incompetent, you'll lose thousands.
6 Months ago
"Down South, below the earth, there lies a land of gold. Down South, above the sky, lies halls of Heroes, Old. Down South, between the two, there sits a fortress squat. Down South, between the walls, there sits foolish lot. Down South, there lies the Lord, the ones who call us low. Down South, our target sit, awaiting for their coal. Down South, our oils light and glasses do explode. Down South, our target lies, and we're not ones to let it go."

A troop's song, used for encouragement on long marches. The roots of it are unknown, though most say it was an old folk song.
8 Months ago
"Lying, crying, burning oil. We are warlords, you are soil. Cower, cower, flee and fly, we'll not stop until you die. Send your marchers send your dogs, we'll keep sending logs and logs. Burning woods and scorching balls, flaming trees will breach your walls. Bolts and arrows, swords and sparrows, ballistae call you to the gallows. Battlefields your life may be, fear ensures our victory. Lizards scream, speakers bleed, royals heed, dead men sleep. Lying, crying, burning oil, we are warlords, you are soil."

A children's song, very common in the streets of the Capitol of our Empire.
8 Months ago
As the rain washes over the hills, the charred grasslands start to heal. Burnt villages and buildings can be seen for miles before the mighty Blackguard Army. Be we were not the cause of it. These were our villages. These were Imperial Farms, too. They've threatened us. They were enraged by another kingdom, and struck quickly without thinking... Or perhaps they weren't. The Army's Commanders gather at the diamond head of the massive formation, muttering quietly. After a few moments, they part ways and return to their Divisions, dispatching an order: Formation, Change Direction: North-Northwest, to the Barbarian Kingdom of Valice.
8 Months ago
Nothing can compare to the feeling you get after warm relations with your partner, using silly and cute names as you try to create the best pick up line. To those that know, you know. To those that don't, it's the most wonderful thing. It can make the rain seem pleasant, make a rotten day better, fill a void you thought was eternal. It's everything and nothing, all at once. Such a small thing has such a great impact. It's terrifying, almost. How a simple peck on the cheek can make the whole world shine like gold.
9 Months ago
As the poll boxes were getting stolen, we've decided to simply hold a gathering. Ask the Blackguard just about anything!
9 Months ago
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Odd question, but alright.

"How do the Blackguard take showers?" Well, same as you. Wait for it to rain, grab a sponge-
9 Months ago

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