Apr. 28th, 2016 09:31 pm
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So I don't know about everybody else, but this trip to Gigas has gotten me thinking. And I don't mean about the rock-skeletons in their closet.

They're knees and shoulders above where we are in basically every single way, and to get a born-and-bred Calderan to admit that takes a lot. I get it, we've got Enlightened here on our side, but we need to get with the times. How many engineers or tech-savvy types got a glimpse of the kinds of toys they have there? That's where we need to start. If they do end up coming back against us—or worse, if that Elite Four girl decides to come back with even more friends—then we're in trouble.

I've put my suggestion out there, but I wanna hear what other people think. Come on, Union, you've gotta step up your game, or you're gonna fall behind~
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Hellooooooo Union!

[ It's a bit garbled, but Excellen appears on the feed. On her head is a Luvdisc-shaped pillbox hat, which she may or may not have just procured. She grins at her (hopefully) rapt audience before continuing. ]

So no one told me that you had such a cute holiday coming up! We don't have anything like Proposal Day in Caldera, I'm kind of jealous. I'm looking forward to celebrating with everybody.

Now, I know that we're rebuilding here, but I think this is just what the dentist ordered as far as a pick-me-up is concerned. And I wanted to let you know that your big sis Excellen's got your back! I just happen to be something of a love expert, you know, and I would be more than happy to give advice of the romantic kind. Or ways to spice up your love life, if you know what I mean. Don't hesitate to ask, I'll be sure to teach you everything you need to know~

[ She gives the camera a look. Oh Savior. ]

I'm also a wealth of knowledge when it comes to gift ideas, because we all know that that's important for the holiday!

[ Excellen, you literally learned about this yesterday, you're not an expert. ]

Remember, ladies and gentlemen, that special someone deserves only the very best! Besides, getting them a gift'll help those shop owners hit by that nasty dragon and its trainer. It's a win/win situation!

So I hope everybody has a romantic weekend, and remember, don't do anything I wouldn't do~

[ She winks playfully. Excellen out. ]
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The thing about being on the road for a chunk of time like Ryuko's been, it means you miss out on a big chunk of local news. It gets even worse when your Warp Band communications drop out like hers had just the day before. At the time, she'd found it kind of annoying and weird but nothing worth getting bent out of shape about. Wasn't like she had anybody to talk to anyway.

At any rate, it meant that the sight of the damaged city and the bustling activity of workers was a bit of a surprise. But at least it meant that one new arrival to the city was going largely unnoticed as she wandered through town. True, the sight of a teenage girl carrying a large metal guitar case strapped to her back was a pretty uncommon one but there were more important things to worry about, right?

It's not until sometime later that she's come to a stop, leaning up against a wall and checking out of her new Warp Band that she plugs into the signal network, pulling up the video function.

"So, uh, I just got into town." She glances around and tosses something up and down in her free hand. A lemon. She catches it and lifts it to her mouth to take a bite out of it, skin and all, chews and swallows. "Kinda gettin' the feeling I missed something. What's the deal?"

[OOC: Intro post! Feel free to respond to her on video or run across her in person. She'll just be kinda out bumming around town for the time being.]
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The battle is joined. The gods of Union, while mighty, seem to pale in comparison to the singular dragon of ice. Although they strive mightily to avoid damaging the city, already the mysterious blue dragon has been flung directly into a tower, earning itself a nasty gash over its eye, much to the dismay of the red dragon. While it has rejoined the fight, it is clear that the gods alone are not enough - the people of Union will have to step forward if they are to save their beloved city. The cries of the wounded and terrified citizens echo through the streets as the flames of battle rage. Now is the time - they must be stopped!
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[ See Excellen. Or an Excellen-shaped form encased in a huge parka, hood, scarf, and covered by a blanket. She looks positively sullen, her teeth practically chattering as she sits in front of the camera, looking like a grumpy little blanket hobo. ]

I th-thought Glacier was bad! It never gets this cold in Caldera!

[ Using muscles to huff would keep her warm, right? ]

This is the winter of my discontent, and it's not even winter yet! How do you Unionites even function?! It's not even winter yet!

World Fair

Aug. 22nd, 2015 08:57 pm
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In the week of lead-up to the fair, the whole of Union had been ablaze with excited chatter, industrious preparations, and quite a fair number of new faces. People from all over the known world had begun to trickle in with the announcement, some representatives and workers from each invited civilization, some excited young trainers and travelers, hopeful prizewinners and showboaters, cooks, warriors, clothing designers, and of course a wide variety of Pokemon. You couldn’t look anywhere (even a trash can) without finding somebody new, and every single person was absolutely thrilled to be there.

The World’s Fair, hopefully the first of many, sprawled out across the Entertainment District. Large swathes of the area had been cordoned off for the event, stalls and tables, booths and small shelters set out and erected over the course of the week. Local workers and travelers dug in, working in shifts to get everything together on time. Voices sang out around the grounds, work chants accompanied by the beat of hammers and nails, with every soul pouring their hearts into their tasks. A busy time, certainly, and one fueled by a desire for harmony, profit, and to start off the idea with a bang.

There were, of course, a few noticeable exceptions. The open invitation to Gigas that the Council had so warmly extended had been accepted in due time. Those who numbered themselves amongst that great city were distinguishable by their less than friendly countenances and penchant for taking notes, no doubt analyzing the city of their enemies. One likely familiar face made her appearance partway through the week, disappearing quickly into a tent and remaining indoors for the rest of the preparations.

Come opening day, people had already begun lining up at the entrance, awaiting admission. The queue stretched for blocks and blocks, a serpentine loop of people and Pokemon all eager for a chance to see what this fair was all about. Like everything else surrounding the event, there was a certain buzz to it. Chatter filled the line, questions and queries hanging on everyone’s lips. Did you see that robot? What’s that smell? Did you see that Maxime de la Puffette was planning on unveiling her fall lineup here? Oh! Oh! And there are three idol groups! Risette may even make a performance! and there was another rumor that buzzed through the line as well. Gigas accepted the invitation. And so did some of those people from the Archipelago…

Once inside the grounds proper, a dizzying array of sights, sounds and smells assailed every visitor’s senses. Music blared, machines clinked and clanked, food sizzled on grills, exotic spices wafted down the paths, unusual Pokemon let out cries of surprise and delight, and people ooh and ahhhed. Technological wonders stood out on stages, concerts presented a variety of music in every style imaginable, there were whole areas set aside for nothing but eating and fashion, while martial artists, Pokemon and brawlers duked it out in the various arenas. And above it all, airborne Pokemon soared and wheeled, banking and turning as their riders and egos clashed in a competition of acrobatics and skill. All of this could really only mean one thing, and even if by chance you were a Crustle living under a literal rock, you couldn’t miss it.

An event like nothing held since the Cataclysm, and something wholly unique had begun today, and for one week only. The First World’s Fair!

[OOC: This post is open to all players throughout the next week. Feel free to tag around, start your own top levels, and generally have fun during the fair. Some new and familiar faces will be tagging around as well, and may tag into your threads!]
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[Residents currently on the Warp Band network would be greeted by the face of a sharply dressed young person over the feed. With the quirky hat and the short hair style, the person had an equal chance of being male or female-- the clean lines of the dress shirt and tie didn't help matters either. The sun was bright that morning, and it took the stranger a moment to adjust their angle to account for the glare flashing off the lens.]

Good morning, Union.

[The stranger nodded briskly in greeting, offering a smile that was equal parts friendly and professional to the people tuning in.]

I imagine that we're all busy getting started with the day, so I'll keep this brief: I'm Naoto Shirogane, a detective from Caldera. I've just arrived, so does anyone else from the north mind filling me in on what's been happening?

Also-- I'm still in business if anyone wishes for my services. Just contact me on the network.

[And, promptly, the young detective closes the signal out.]


[That afternoon would greet people in Union with one of two sights: the first is that of a young Ralts who had gotten separated from his trainer, staring longingly at the freshly baked buns that were cooling off within sight of the bakery window. He knew that humans like that green, papery stuff to trade for food and goods-- and he didn't have any-- but that didn't dampen the longing for the buns any less.

The second is that of Naoto herself, walking briskly down the streets in her platform boots, ignoring the smack of leather on concrete as she searched the streets. Some of the noise was intentional-- she wanted her target to know where she was, if they were to find her first.

On occasion she might peer at an unfurled map to get an idea of her general location. Other times she could be found staring down the street with a crisp, analytic look in her eyes. Anyone wandering close by might here her murmur something under her breath:]

Where could he have run off to this time?
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You know, after that whole super spooky cave business, I think some R-and-R is in order. I saw someone talking about a party earlier, and I think that's just what everybody needs to shake off this funk. I know you guys are kind of prudes sometimes, so I won't suggest going out to Caldera to party, but I hear that Refuge has some pretty good food and drinks out there. Come on, let's forget about what other people saw for a few days and live it up! Take some advice from your big sis Excellen here. I'm always right about these kinds of things.

[ She gives the camera a wink before cutting the feed. ]


[ Excellen over the band and Excellen in person? Two entirely different people right now. Where she was vivacious and energetic on the feed, she's significantly more subdued, almost chillingly so. She seems locked in her own mind as she goes through the motions of training, moving on muscle memory.

The things she saw in that cave... she wished she hadn't seen. The accident. Having to relive the accident from Kyosuke's point of view, and hearing voices that she did not quite recall, left her mind wandering into deep, dark places she did not want it to go. How did she survive that accident? It took nearly a year before she was back to anything remotely like herself--but how had she managed even that?

"She won't feel it anyway. She's already dead."

Those words echoed in her mind, drowning out her rifle rounds. Excellen didn't want to think about it, and yet she couldn't help herself, she couldn't stop. Putting down her rifle, she hardly seemed to notice how riddled with holes the dummies--and the surrounding grounds--were. ]
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Action 1, Teeters

[It seems Teeters has a new regular! Friday Poker Nights managed to capture the eye of one Lt. Kyosuke Nanbu, and unfortunately they've never been the same since. Kyosuke, it would seem, possesses the devil's own luck, and has a killer wit and instict to match. Suffice to say, he's been making a fair bit of money each night, but the likely challengers have become slimmer and slimmer each night. He's on the lookout for new contenders. Care to give it a try?

OOC: I don't particularly mind Kyosuke losing, so feel free to let me know the kind of poker game you're looking for. If you have no major opinion, he does tend to win. A lot.]

Action 2, open training grounds

[While always diligent in training, it seems recently Kyosuke had kicked it up a notch. He's picked a recent spot and has been using live rounds. The steel training dummies, Calderan steel, are showing some major signs of wear and tear. He's definitely done a number on them.]
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As the characters arrive, they will find what appears to be a rather deep cavern. Upon entering, the caverns are quite narrow, with twists and turns everywhere and different tunnels that all seem to be interconnected. As characters travel deeper within the caverns, reality around them will start to warp, they will start to see and hear things that aren’t necessarily there - images of old enemies, past failures, voices of condemnation, visions that strike at the soul and core of the characters. Once this begins, it will only increase in power and volume, demanding it be confronted, lest they be trapped within these caves forever.

[OOC: This event will run for a week. All characters who enter the caves will be subject to some of their deepest fears, darkest demons, and most abject failures. To overcome them, characters must help each other out, finding their purpose through strength of character and resolve to move forward. In general, these visions should require characters to come to grips with themselves. Illusory images and voices can and will appear and can take any number of forms, depending on what is most appropriate to a character. Additionally, characters may thread with each other and are encouraged to help each other out to overcome these personal demons. For those who wish to take part, they are able and encouraged to narrate their own personal demons, which will be on display for everyone who enters their thread. IC threads may be made in this post.]
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[ A rather serious-looking man with brown hair tipped with blond appears on the feed and salutes. ]

Kyosuke Nanbu. Steel Battalion ATX Team Leader, Callsign Assault 1. I am here on exchange from Caldera. I look forward to working with you all.

[ Drapped over his shoulders is a very busty blond? How busty, exactly? You tell her, she's certainly not making any moves to hide her figure. ]

Wow, Kyosuke I never thought you'd be the mysterious type. I think I like you even more now~

Hihi, I'm Excellen Browning, ATX's Assault 2, also here from Caldera. You can call me Big Sis Excel, if you want. Or anything else you can come up with, I don't mind~

We're looking for something fun to do around the city. I heard you Unionites have some interesting stuff to keep you busy. Maybe we can find something that even stiff-lipped Assault 1 here can enjoy.

[ She looks away from the feed and toward him. ]

What do you do for fun anyway, Kyosuke?


[ Kyosuke seems to consider this for a moment, looking a bit puzzled. ]

I'm not sure.

[ She gives him a very tired look. It's like they've done this song and dance before, more than a few times. ]

You need to think about your appeal, Kyosuke. If ladies don't think you're any fun, then they won't be interested.

Why is that a problem?

It's a big problem!

I don't understand...

Kyosuke, listen here--

[ And she cuts the feed, likely to lecture him about the inner workings of sex appeal. Or something. ]

[[OOC: Blue text is EXCELLEN, red text is KYOSUKE]]


[ A few miles outside of Union, within the Verdant Forest, the sound of gunfire can be heard. Avian pokemon scatter as the sound rings through the air, and while they aren't aimed at anything in particular, a few dying trees appear to be riddled with bullet holes.

To the casual observer, it's hard to pick up which direction shots will be fired from. A streak floats by, then, suddenly, a barrage of bullets hit. Yet, despite the wide array of wildlife in this area, nothing living seems to be affected. Whoever is practicing here has quite the sharp eye.

If one stays long enough, they might catch a glimpse of the mystery sniper. A woman. Relatively tall, her long, curly blond hair tied into a ponytail. She holds a rather interesting weapon with her, which she'll occasionally lean against a nearby tree to pick up any stray bullet shells. ]
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( VIDEO. )

[ the background is of the woods just outside Union and— oh, look, it's the boy who was causing the huge scene at the public discussion about Sanctuary. he seems completely different in demeanour now to the way he was then; his expression and body language are open and friendly.

there is also a Phantump in his lap, with Jack's arms wound loosely around it, and a Pidgey comfortably perched on his head. ]

Suddenly thought about something and I thought I'd open to the public for an answer, since that seems to be the done thing around here. Yes? Am I right?

Okay, so I know I'm a little bit out of the loop with what "the norm" is— uh, pretty much everywhere. [ this is still an understatement. ] But does everybody seriously name the Pokémon they're hanging out with? Why? Isn't it weird? How do you even come up with all those names?

( ACTION #1. )

[ somewhere just outside of Union, Jack is... attempting to practice. it sounds like he might be sticking around for a while, between the people he's been meeting and the Sanctuary troubles. he wants to help all the Homunculi stuck there; and just as much as that, he wants the information the Mages are hiding, because maybe he'll learn something about himself. maybe he'll find out how to get back his memories - and every time he thinks about that, there's ice crackling all over him like jolts of electricity.

but staying in Union means that he's going to be near lots of people, and for long periods of time. he can't go accidentally making blizzards and causing huge explosions of ice spikes - that's fine out in the middle of nowhere, but somebody might really get hurt here.

so he's gotta get himself under control. but by the gods, training is boring.

and also not very successful at the moment, judging by the way the ice that Jack was gathering in his hands just blew up in his face. the blast radius is enough to hit anyone that might have come near to investigate the noise, too - they get front-row seats to a blast of icy wind and a faceful of frost. Jack's hair is blown back and frozen in place, and there are ice crystals all over his face. ]

Oh, come on! I had it that time! [ a Duskull is doing giddy loops around his head. Jack snatches a wooden shepherd's staff up off the ground to jab playfully at the Pokémon. ] Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. Just you wait - next time you're sleeping I'm gonna freeze you to the wall.

( ACTION #2. )

[ this is less of a singular event and more of an "any time a character happens to notice it" thing, because - did you know Jack's been sleeping on the streets?

well. Jack's been sleeping on the streets. on the nights when he stays in Union rather than the surrounding woods, he tucks himself into alleyways and corners, anywhere it seems likely he'll be able to sleep shielded from the morning sun. this doesn't always mean he ends up in the most unnoticeable spot he could find, and with his Pokémon lingering around him, he could certainly be caught at night or in the morning before he wakes. feel free to question the dirty homeless teenager.

he's tried to convince his new friends to go to the Pokémon Habitat, because even if it feels too awkward for him to sleep there, it's a place meant for them. they have refused. so the boy can also be found with a Phantump cradled against his chest, a Pidgey sleeping on a rooftop overhead, and a Duskull keeping vigil over him. ]


Jun. 20th, 2015 10:47 pm
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[The feed opens on Banzu standing with his back to the sea and a folding table with various items on it next to him.]

Good morning, everyone. I've got a few demonstrations for you. Over the past few weeks I've been working on a few different pieces of equipment, and I'm thinking that a few of you might be interested in some of them.

[He picks up a metal canteen from the table, opens it, holds it upside-down, empties its contents completely, then closes it again.]

First off, this canteen refills itself with water whenever it's closed. It's not a limitless source of water, but it gave me all the drinking water I needed going from Union to Sanctuary on a single charge. [He opens it again and empties another canteen-full of water from it while he continues.] Anyone who's been in the desert or on a long expedition should be able to appreciate how useful a compact source of water can be.

[Closing the canteen and returning it to the table, he next holds up a somewhat wide and thick band of metal, which appears to be made of three arrows connecting tip to tail. He slides the bangle onto his wrist and taps the head of one of the arrows, then picks up a small berry from the table and eats it.]

Then there's this. It reproduces the move Recycle. [He taps the head of a different arrow and an identical berry to the one he just ate materializes in his hand.] It only works on berries, just like normal, but the ability to extend a food supply in a pinch could come in handy.

[He pops the new berry into his mouth, then returns the bangle to the table and picks up a green-tinted longsword.]

Next up. Facet? [A Carbink floats into view and uses Light Screen, Reflect, and Stealth Rock, setting up a rather intimidating-looking defense. Banzu holds out the sword with the point towards the Carbink and activates it. The sword pulses green and sword-shaped green lights fly out of it, spreading out as they fly and shattering the defenses that the Carbink created, while leaving the Pokémon itself unharmed. As the Carbink floats out of the frame, Banzu rotates the sword so that it's pointed at the sky and activates it again, causing it to glow brightly.] Defog and Flash, for clearing away fog, defenses, and darkness. Since you should probably be carrying a weapon on an expedition anyways, there isn't even any extra weight. I'm calling it the "Sword of Revealing Light".

While I'm on the subject of weaponry, [He holds up an odd-looking handgun.] I made this quite a while ago, but it seems like it's becoming more relevant lately. This is a Thunder Wave gun. So long as whatever you're shooting isn't immune to Electric moves, this'll paralyze it without causing any injuries. If we're gonna keep running into Gigas's forces like this, weapons like this'll make it easier to fight without the risk of accidentally killing anyone. Because that would be terrible. [His tone of voice is vaguely sarcastic there.]

And finally, something for defense. [He picks up a belt made of multiple metal plates linked together, with a large rectangular buckle. Donning it, he takes hold of one short edge of the buckle and pulls it to the other side like a double knife switch. A suit of armor forms around him, looking like a lightweight version of generic storybook Knight In Shining Armor armor, and when he speaks from behind the visor his voice echoes slightly.] The Iron Defense belt. The armor design can be set when the belt is made, so if this isn't your style I can make it look different.

[He throws the switch on the belt again and the armor vanishes.]

So if anything I've demonstrated here interests you, or you've got something else you'd like to have made, contact me over the Warp Bands, follow Route 1 from Union to the port, or head to The Prodigal Explorer in Union's Business District, and I'll see what I can do for you.

Banzu out.

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