(OOC: I need to bring back two more characters here, batonmaster500 might like, also, i know annoys me as a Pokemon fan that non-pokemon fans (i don’t blame you guys), keep messing up Evolutions. THIS IS WHAT VIOKUN IS BELOW. A Vibrava. NOT A FLYGON. It is not the final stage evolution, t’s the middle stage evolution. Like i said, i’ll draw refs when i feel the urge.)
-The Paratroopa and the Vibrava, having now been exhausted from all that crazy questioning hope to have finally painted the Sandstone Council as the good part of the Flygon Tribe and discerned them from the FLA.-
-Parakefka and Viokun being both young teens and all, were not all too happy being such vocal spokespersons for their respective tribes, were not liking this political scene at all... but at least for them, they were now home in Parakefka’s treehouse, away from the rest of the Koopas, a secluded part of the forest near a waterfall which serves as a hiding spot thanks to a cave behind said waterfall...-
-Above said waterfall laid a large field split in half by a river and pond which fed the waterfall, this field was filled with colorful flowers, and both young teens were laying there peacefully, side by side, catching sunshine nicely-
Viokun: “Mmmrrghh... ooh boy...” -he’d yawns semi-loudly, stretches his four arms and wings- “...geez we’ve been laying here so long i fell asleep, how about—Keffiyehs?”
-The Paratroopa gal was asleep, knocked out in a sleepy sense, lying lazily on her Halo-esque Gravity Hammer-
Viokun: “Ugh, Keffiyehs... wake up! Kefka!!”
Kefka: -she’d snorted awake and gasped- “G-gah, th-theres sand in my boots, what?!” -She’d gasped awake and soon sot up on her hammer, looking dazed-
Viokun: “uh... what were we here for again?” -he inquired, confused and looking round the beautiful landscape, lit bright by the sunny afternoon light-
-The Paratroopa gal paused a second before smiling-
Kefka: “Oh dream on, kid, not like im going to propose to marriage out here! It’s not like we’ve been in love with each other for nothing now, are we~?” -She’d snickers cheekily, the Vibrava sighing semi-embarrassed and looked away, blushing-
Viokun: “Y-yeah... r-right...” -He’d Say, a bit unsure...-
(OOC: I need to bring back two more characters here, batonmaster500 might like, also, i know annoys me as a Pokemon fan that non-pokemon fans (i don’t blame you guys), keep messing up Evolutions. THIS IS WHAT VIOKUN IS BELOW. A Vibrava. NOT A FLYGON. It is not the final stage evolution, t’s the middle stage evolution. Like i said, i’ll draw refs when i feel the urge.)
-The Paratroopa and the Vibrava, having now been exhausted from all that crazy questioning hope to have finally painted the Sandstone Council as the good part of the Flygon Tribe and discerned them from the FLA.-
-Parakefka and Viokun being both young teens and all, were not all too happy being such vocal spokespersons for their respective tribes, were not liking this political scene at all... but at least for them, they were now home in Parakefka’s treehouse, away from the rest of the Koopas, a secluded part of the forest near a waterfall which serves as a hiding spot thanks to a cave behind said waterfall...-
-Above said waterfall laid a large field split in half by a river and pond which fed the waterfall, this field was filled with colorful flowers, and both young teens were laying there peacefully, side by side, catching sunshine nicely-
Viokun: “Mmmrrghh... ooh boy...” -he’d yawns semi-loudly, stretches his four arms and wings- “...geez we’ve been laying here so long i fell asleep, how about—Keffiyehs?”
-The Paratroopa gal was asleep, knocked out in a sleepy sense, lying lazily on her Halo-esque Gravity Hammer-
Viokun: “Ugh, Keffiyehs... wake up! Kefka!!”
Kefka: -she’d snorted awake and gasped- “G-gah, th-theres sand in my boots, what?!” -She’d gasped awake and soon sot up on her hammer, looking dazed-
Viokun: “uh... what were we here for again?” -he inquired, confused and looking round the beautiful landscape, lit bright by the sunny afternoon light-
-The Paratroopa gal paused a second before smiling-
Kefka: “Oh dream on, kid, not like im going to propose to marriage out here! It’s not like we’ve been in love with each other for nothing now, are we~?” -She’d snickers cheekily, the Vibrava sighing semi-embarrassed and looked away, blushing-
Viokun: “Y-yeah... r-right...” -He’d Say, a bit unsure...-
(OOC: Ey that was my 2.5k post right there. Yay~! )
(OOC: I need to bring back two more characters here, batonmaster500 might like, also, i know annoys me as a Pokemon fan that non-pokemon fans (i don’t blame you guys), keep messing up Evolutions. THIS IS WHAT VIOKUN IS BELOW. A Vibrava. NOT A FLYGON. It is not the final stage evolution, t’s the middle stage evolution. Like i said, i’ll draw refs when i feel the urge.)
-The Paratroopa and the Vibrava, having now been exhausted from all that crazy questioning hope to have finally painted the Sandstone Council as the good part of the Flygon Tribe and discerned them from the FLA.-
-Parakefka and Viokun being both young teens and all, were not all too happy being such vocal spokespersons for their respective tribes, were not liking this political scene at all... but at least for them, they were now home in Parakefka’s treehouse, away from the rest of the Koopas, a secluded part of the forest near a waterfall which serves as a hiding spot thanks to a cave behind said waterfall...-
-Above said waterfall laid a large field split in half by a river and pond which fed the waterfall, this field was filled with colorful flowers, and both young teens were laying there peacefully, side by side, catching sunshine nicely-
Viokun: “Mmmrrghh... ooh boy...” -he’d yawns semi-loudly, stretches his four arms and wings- “...geez we’ve been laying here so long i fell asleep, how about—Keffiyehs?”
-The Paratroopa gal was asleep, knocked out in a sleepy sense, lying lazily on her Halo-esque Gravity Hammer-
Viokun: “Ugh, Keffiyehs... wake up! Kefka!!”
Kefka: -she’d snorted awake and gasped- “G-gah, th-theres sand in my boots, what?!” -She’d gasped awake and soon sot up on her hammer, looking dazed-
Viokun: “uh... what were we here for again?” -he inquired, confused and looking round the beautiful landscape, lit bright by the sunny afternoon light-
-The Paratroopa gal paused a second before smiling-
Kefka: “Oh dream on, kid, not like im going to propose to marriage out here! It’s not like we’ve been in love with each other for nothing now, are we~?” -She’d snickers cheekily, the Vibrava sighing semi-embarrassed and looked away, blushing-
Viokun: “Y-yeah... r-right...” -He’d Say, a bit unsure...-
(OOC: Ey that was my 2.5k post right there. Yay~! )
(OOC: I need to bring back two more characters here, batonmaster500 might like, also, i know annoys me as a Pokemon fan that non-pokemon fans (i don’t blame you guys), keep messing up Evolutions. THIS IS WHAT VIOKUN IS BELOW. A Vibrava. NOT A FLYGON. It is not the final stage evolution, t’s the middle stage evolution. Like i said, i’ll draw refs when i feel the urge.)
-The Paratroopa and the Vibrava, having now been exhausted from all that crazy questioning hope to have finally painted the Sandstone Council as the good part of the Flygon Tribe and discerned them from the FLA.-
-Parakefka and Viokun being both young teens and all, were not all too happy being such vocal spokespersons for their respective tribes, were not liking this political scene at all... but at least for them, they were now home in Parakefka’s treehouse, away from the rest of the Koopas, a secluded part of the forest near a waterfall which serves as a hiding spot thanks to a cave behind said waterfall...-
-Above said waterfall laid a large field split in half by a river and pond which fed the waterfall, this field was filled with colorful flowers, and both young teens were laying there peacefully, side by side, catching sunshine nicely-
Viokun: “Mmmrrghh... ooh boy...” -he’d yawns semi-loudly, stretches his four arms and wings- “...geez we’ve been laying here so long i fell asleep, how about—Keffiyehs?”
-The Paratroopa gal was asleep, knocked out in a sleepy sense, lying lazily on her Halo-esque Gravity Hammer-
Viokun: “Ugh, Keffiyehs... wake up! Kefka!!”
Kefka: -she’d snorted awake and gasped- “G-gah, th-theres sand in my boots, what?!” -She’d gasped awake and soon sot up on her hammer, looking dazed-
Viokun: “uh... what were we here for again?” -he inquired, confused and looking round the beautiful landscape, lit bright by the sunny afternoon light-
-The Paratroopa gal paused a second before smiling-
Kefka: “Oh dream on, kid, not like im going to propose to marriage out here! It’s not like we’ve been in love with each other for nothing now, are we~?” -She’d snickers cheekily, the Vibrava sighing semi-embarrassed and looked away, blushing-
Viokun: “Y-yeah... r-right...” -He’d Say, a bit unsure...-
OOC: Viokun's staying at the Koopa Guild? The flygon tribe is in a bit of anarchy i guess.
IC: "Good move." *Ppyrr dashes up a stairway, mans a explosive-type turret, and starts blowing up as many of the tanks as he can. The piranha soldiers abandon the outpost.*
The Turtles pull back as they continue to fire at the outpost. Typhoon's legion then turns into the forest, to combine with Tyron's force.
IC: "The fort is ours!" *On hearing Ppyrr's yell, most of the piranha soldiers cautiously come back to the battle-torn fort.*
OOC: Is Tyron's force visible from the piranha fort?
IC: "That's what you think... heh..." *Spine goes limp. The FLA Army hears rumbling as a sandstorm rises on the horizon, coming toward this FLA base. Hondo rushes out of the door to see what Spine meant.*
-The Snakes under Skales and Acidicus’ commands all looked a bit tense about this sudden sandstorm heading their way, they all quickly made haste to near shelters to take against the Sandstorm-
IC: *Everyone anywhere near jumps... except any cuccos, if they happened to be near.* "Roars?... That's new." *All the troops have their weapons at the ready. Paradox and Wingman rejoin the main group.* "There's an opening not too far from here. Great, let's go. Apparently there are roars here, so be ready for anything." *Shift jumps on a rock.* "We are ready to proceed into Cavora!" *Shift jumps down. Wingman leads the way with Paradox. Shift and Amp stay at the back of group, and all three thousand of them head into the tunnel.*
-The Pokemon all looked alarmed... the Kyurem, Queen Kyuru Kryos, arisen from her seat, her limbs trembling in cold... her breathing was audible and strained.-
Vic: “Attack?! I don’t like the sounds of that!” -The Victini said, looking more into his psychic mind, seeing the marauders take a shortcut-
Miliani: “Should we freeze the chi pond to deter any thievery of greed.” -the Primarina inquiry’s, Kyuru turns her head slowly to her, she liked what she heard-
Malvasia: “A-absolutely! if Vic can forsee these thieves, since he's a partial-psychic type, we have plenty of time to prepare!”
Vic: “Sh-should we send them icy ghosts of Human guards and soldiers that were once victims slain by Kyuru? I have a troubled feeling them Skull and Plasma grunts will fade away if they get too far from Kastle Koldheart!”
Gick: -the Gumshoos spits in concern- “You mean—Kyuru has to go out in the battlefield, all because of hundreds to just over a thousand soul-links to those ghosts guarding us out there?! Our lost master tried to spare their lives, but Kyuru couldn’t care any less!! Kyuru’s frail, fragile, literal thin i—“
-The Gumshoos was quickly silenced by a seething hiss of annoyance from the Kyurem-
Kyuru: “Ssssssiiiillleeennnncceeee…!! Iiiiiiiiii fffffooouuuughhht... -inhales- ...tooooo prrrroooooteeeeect... -inhales- ...ooouuurrrrr mmmmaaaassssteeerrrr... -inhales- ...mmmmyyy taaaaoooo sssyymmmbiiiooonnt...” -She’d hissed and soon began to make jittering steps past the other five Pokémon.-
Sir Arano: -The Balie Oricorio gasped- “W-wait, m-my leige, wh-where are you going?! Please, h-halt! I-in the name of our Master Tristan William Wehrlin!”
Gick: “Wait, stop, you’re gonna get hurt out there, Kyu!!”
Vic: “Sh-she’s g-gonna l-lead her men... i can hear it echoing in her mind...” -he’d said silently to himself...- “She wants to protect Chima’s Equality and Balance of Chi... She can’t do it alone... but she’s adamant about that...”
-Soon, another loud hissing roar permeates the airwaves around Kastle Koldheart, the Blizzard becomes slightly less intense round the icy castle. The stomps of Kyuru, and the marching of men sound off to Mt. Cavora...-
OOC: If you freeze the chi pond, i will ignore it. Only the snow leopards are supposed to have ice powers in this chima.
(OOC: I need to bring back two more characters here, batonmaster500 might like, also, i know annoys me as a Pokemon fan that non-pokemon fans (i don’t blame you guys), keep messing up Evolutions. THIS IS WHAT VIOKUN IS BELOW. A Vibrava. NOT A FLYGON. It is not the final stage evolution, t’s the middle stage evolution. Like i said, i’ll draw refs when i feel the urge.)
-The Paratroopa and the Vibrava, having now been exhausted from all that crazy questioning hope to have finally painted the Sandstone Council as the good part of the Flygon Tribe and discerned them from the FLA.-
-Parakefka and Viokun being both young teens and all, were not all too happy being such vocal spokespersons for their respective tribes, were not liking this political scene at all... but at least for them, they were now home in Parakefka’s treehouse, away from the rest of the Koopas, a secluded part of the forest near a waterfall which serves as a hiding spot thanks to a cave behind said waterfall...-
-Above said waterfall laid a large field split in half by a river and pond which fed the waterfall, this field was filled with colorful flowers, and both young teens were laying there peacefully, side by side, catching sunshine nicely-
Viokun: “Mmmrrghh... ooh boy...” -he’d yawns semi-loudly, stretches his four arms and wings- “...geez we’ve been laying here so long i fell asleep, how about—Keffiyehs?”
-The Paratroopa gal was asleep, knocked out in a sleepy sense, lying lazily on her Halo-esque Gravity Hammer-
Viokun: “Ugh, Keffiyehs... wake up! Kefka!!”
Kefka: -she’d snorted awake and gasped- “G-gah, th-theres sand in my boots, what?!” -She’d gasped awake and soon sot up on her hammer, looking dazed-
Viokun: “uh... what were we here for again?” -he inquired, confused and looking round the beautiful landscape, lit bright by the sunny afternoon light-
-The Paratroopa gal paused a second before smiling-
Kefka: “Oh dream on, kid, not like im going to propose to marriage out here! It’s not like we’ve been in love with each other for nothing now, are we~?” -She’d snickers cheekily, the Vibrava sighing semi-embarrassed and looked away, blushing-
Viokun: “Y-yeah... r-right...” -He’d Say, a bit unsure...-
OOC: Viokun's staying at the Koopa Guild? The flygon tribe is in a bit of anarchy i guess.
(OOC: Sorta, if you count him staying in the tribe’s territory. Then sure.)
-The Pokemon all looked alarmed... the Kyurem, Queen Kyuru Kryos, arisen from her seat, her limbs trembling in cold... her breathing was audible and strained.-
Vic: “Attack?! I don’t like the sounds of that!” -The Victini said, looking more into his psychic mind, seeing the marauders take a shortcut-
Miliani: “Should we freeze the chi pond to deter any thievery of greed.” -the Primarina inquiry’s, Kyuru turns her head slowly to her, she liked what she heard-
Malvasia: “A-absolutely! if Vic can forsee these thieves, since he's a partial-psychic type, we have plenty of time to prepare!”
Vic: “Sh-should we send them icy ghosts of Human guards and soldiers that were once victims slain by Kyuru? I have a troubled feeling them Skull and Plasma grunts will fade away if they get too far from Kastle Koldheart!”
Gick: -the Gumshoos spits in concern- “You mean—Kyuru has to go out in the battlefield, all because of hundreds to just over a thousand soul-links to those ghosts guarding us out there?! Our lost master tried to spare their lives, but Kyuru couldn’t care any less!! Kyuru’s frail, fragile, literal thin i—“
-The Gumshoos was quickly silenced by a seething hiss of annoyance from the Kyurem-
Kyuru: “Ssssssiiiillleeennnncceeee…!! Iiiiiiiiii fffffooouuuughhht... -inhales- ...tooooo prrrroooooteeeeect... -inhales- ...ooouuurrrrr mmmmaaaassssteeerrrr... -inhales- ...mmmmyyy taaaaoooo sssyymmmbiiiooonnt...” -She’d hissed and soon began to make jittering steps past the other five Pokémon.-
Sir Arano: -The Balie Oricorio gasped- “W-wait, m-my leige, wh-where are you going?! Please, h-halt! I-in the name of our Master Tristan William Wehrlin!”
Gick: “Wait, stop, you’re gonna get hurt out there, Kyu!!”
Vic: “Sh-she’s g-gonna l-lead her men... i can hear it echoing in her mind...” -he’d said silently to himself...- “She wants to protect Chima’s Equality and Balance of Chi... She can’t do it alone... but she’s adamant about that...”
-Soon, another loud hissing roar permeates the airwaves around Kastle Koldheart, the Blizzard becomes slightly less intense round the icy castle. The stomps of Kyuru, and the marching of men sound off to Mt. Cavora...-
OOC: If you freeze the chi pond, i will ignore it. Only the snow leopards are supposed to have ice powers in this chima.
OOC: I don't remember if I said that specifically, but I know I stated in the beginning that the Snow Leopards are this Chima's equivalent of the Phoenix, with the Fire and Ice roles reversed; so, the Pokémon group near Cavora could have made a deal for a constant supply of ice chi from the Snow Leopards, just like how the Tigers and Leopards consistently get fire chi from the Phoenix, despite not having natural fire powers like the Phoenix.
OOC: I don't remember if I said that specifically, but I know I stated in the beginning that the Snow Leopards are this Chima's equivalent of the Phoenix, with the Fire and Ice roles reversed; so, the Pokémon group near Cavora could have made a deal for a constant supply of ice chi from the Snow Leopards, just like how the Tigers and Leopards consistently get fire chi from the Phoenix, despite not having natural fire powers like the Phoenix.
(OOC: Tbh, i kinda wanted Kyuru to be an appointed “protector” of the chi pool from your Snow Leopard 1IC, i like the idea of that along with what you said too.)
OOC: That feels like it's bordering on metagaming. The J , your opinion?
OOC: I don't know how she would know they were there. TheFirstDecade , can you explain if she has a power that lets her know that?
(OOC: Tbh, that mentioning in the move was kinda redundant anyhow since Baton was already on his way, but if you watched any Pokémon movie featuring a big legendary, they usually will have some sort of telepathy and foresight abilities.)
Post by TheFirstDecade on Aug 13, 2019 3:50:13 GMT
(OOC: I feel like im forgetting something here...)
-Men At Work’s “Down Under” plays in the distance-
(OOC: Oh yeah... i forgot i led the Kangaroo Tribe! )
-Meanwhile in the Marsupia Isles far south of mainland chima in the seas, after having a successful dealing with the UMFA to the creation of a Unified Tribal Alliance (UTA, an equivalence to the IRL United Nations.), Mr. Kundee Geth, idly begins submitting orders to his military contractors to start building up their military prowess. A massive amount of Warships, Aircraft, and Ground Vehicles begins production thanks to good ol’ fashioned Aggron-boosted manufacturing and technology.-
-in the Parliament Building, Kundee looks off, past the urban city environ and to the red, dusty outback of his island nation, he’d looked fairly serious about this-
“Don’t worry Lad... we’ll be comin’ for ya...” -he’d say to himself, referring to Tyron and his tribe in distress, smiling to the future indeed-
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