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bravenewworld2015-09-27 09:40 pm
bravenewmods) wrote in bravenewworld2015-09-27 09:40 pm
Entry tags:
- !plot,
- axis powers hetalia: poland,
- dragon age: isabela,
- fate series: waver velvet,
- final fantasy v: lenna tycoon,
- league of legends: ezreal,
- league of legends: luxanna crownguard,
- persona 4: naoto shirogane,
- persona 4: teddie,
- persona 4: yosuke hanamura,
- persona 4: yukiko amagi,
- ressha sentai toqger: right,
- sailor moon: haruka tenoh,
- sailor moon: rei hino,
- soul eater: maka albarn,
- star driver: takuto tsunashi,
- super robot wars og: kyosuke nanbu,
- tales of symphonia: raine sage,
- tsubasa chronicle: fai flourite
Event - The White Dragon Travel Log
[It's a lengthy journey even by air, that our intrepid heroes find themselves on. The veteran fliers set a quick, but not grueling pace at the suggestion of the Valkyries. Arriving to a battleground when a god had taken the field tired was not wise, they'd said, and who could really blame them? The prospect alone of facing down one of the beasts of legend would be enough to send most men fleeing in the opposite direction, but one who was working with a human? That was all the more reason to make sure that proper care was taken on the trek. And so for a day the party traveled, a caravan of birds, dragons, reptiles and the odd flying robot making steady time across the Rolling Plains before setting down at the north-eastern edge.
The curious would find that not far from where the tents were pitched, the green hills turned jagged, the land going from verdant to a sea of dark glass. Obsidian shards spiked upwards, spires gleaming in the moonlight like razor sharp teeth, setting an ominous tone for the evening's respite. Tents were pitched, fires were lit, and the more warlike companions even began a drum circle and dance. Valkyries and shirtless Calderan volunteers, a small number of visiting mages, and other more mysterious folks all curious to see the god and to help with the relief efforts. The camp, despite the circumstances, was at least a lively one.
And then came the final day.
Over the Obsidian Flats they went, the massive shapes of Boldore and Tyranitar visible even from up in the sky. And...further perhaps even more stunningly, a gigantic lake almost large enough to call an inland sea, sprawled out below. Rivers snaked out of it all around, and the water itself was a pure crystal blue. But perhaps the most awe inspiring sight of the whole journey came once they cleared the Flats and the area around Glacier came into view. An expanse of white, thick snow covering the ground this early in the year. Arctic forests cropped up here and there, snowcapped trees and a frigid looking river marring the perfect canvas beneath. And more Pokemon , of course. Gigantic Avalugg shook the ground below, and a new species plodded along, chewing amiably on the trees, largely unconcerned by the humans overhead, and the occurrences in the distance.
Along the coast a city was in flames, people streaming out of its ruined gates, desperately fleeing along the rivers before whatever it was came back. Smoke curled up along the skyline, burned hamlets and outlying settlements that'd already been destroyed.
It seems like they weren't too late, and it in the moment of respite there was a chance for our heroes to at least get their bearings and prepare for the Dragon God's return...]
[OOC: We will be opening some of these areas for bonding within the next few days for everyone who is taking part in the expedition.]
The curious would find that not far from where the tents were pitched, the green hills turned jagged, the land going from verdant to a sea of dark glass. Obsidian shards spiked upwards, spires gleaming in the moonlight like razor sharp teeth, setting an ominous tone for the evening's respite. Tents were pitched, fires were lit, and the more warlike companions even began a drum circle and dance. Valkyries and shirtless Calderan volunteers, a small number of visiting mages, and other more mysterious folks all curious to see the god and to help with the relief efforts. The camp, despite the circumstances, was at least a lively one.
And then came the final day.
Over the Obsidian Flats they went, the massive shapes of Boldore and Tyranitar visible even from up in the sky. And...further perhaps even more stunningly, a gigantic lake almost large enough to call an inland sea, sprawled out below. Rivers snaked out of it all around, and the water itself was a pure crystal blue. But perhaps the most awe inspiring sight of the whole journey came once they cleared the Flats and the area around Glacier came into view. An expanse of white, thick snow covering the ground this early in the year. Arctic forests cropped up here and there, snowcapped trees and a frigid looking river marring the perfect canvas beneath. And more Pokemon , of course. Gigantic Avalugg shook the ground below, and a new species plodded along, chewing amiably on the trees, largely unconcerned by the humans overhead, and the occurrences in the distance.
Along the coast a city was in flames, people streaming out of its ruined gates, desperately fleeing along the rivers before whatever it was came back. Smoke curled up along the skyline, burned hamlets and outlying settlements that'd already been destroyed.
It seems like they weren't too late, and it in the moment of respite there was a chance for our heroes to at least get their bearings and prepare for the Dragon God's return...]
[OOC: We will be opening some of these areas for bonding within the next few days for everyone who is taking part in the expedition.]
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Some of the people from Union brought Pokeballs then. I think some of the inventors might know a bit more about it now. I still wasn't very comfortable with it, but... it didn't seem to be very harmful.
[Still, he'd rather hug his Pokemon to his side. Most of them were warm and fluffy.]
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And I did use Pokeballs, myself. The woman from Caldera? Ryuuko? She and I made some. She taught me how, and I created some of the parts myself. They...I didn't like them, but my team insisted. So, I made sure I knew as much about them as I could.
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[He hadn't been aware of the proceedings, having politely refrained from doing anything with the Pokeball crafter.]
And that's why you thought it was safe to use? ...Do you think it's possible to force a god into them like we're thinking...?
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[Yuuna actually has the one she kept on her, and fishes it out of her pack.]
I mean, these specifically? Work like a Warp Band. You know how a Pokemon is transported to us, they're basically energy right? What these do? Is hold that energy, instead of immediately letting it out.
As for that? No. I don't. Gods have...well...they have way, way too much energy. Or at least, I'd assume so.
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[Lucas frowns for a moment or two as he leans over in mid-air, trying to wrap his head around the idea of the balls. He distrusts them instinctively - after all, they'd been warned against it his entire life.]
But there is a type that can, right? The old devices... the ones that were supposed to have started the wars.
[A pause.]
I guess we can't really know what's going on until we get there. ...It's not going to be good...
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[She's just trying not to sound too worried.]
Either way, we'll make it through, Lucas. We'll figure this out.
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...Mm-hmm.
[It's obvious he's less than convinced, but he turns with a smile.]
We'll do whatever we can do - no matter what's happening. That's... what we've always done.
[He'll be a bit quiet the rest of the way to Glacier, though he spends a good deal of time gazing at the Pokemon roaming on the ground.]