Sir Arano Orata: “Sir, i know this is outta left field but, what dons on you to think of a marriage proposal between you and Kyuru Koldheart here?” -S. Leopard guards in the room burst out in laughter at this crazy remark-
-The X-Quaza speeds by mountains closely and soon reaches the seas bordering the UMFA on all sides-
-The X-Quaza glides gracefully over the seas, kicking up the oceans waters in sprays of mist and such-
-The two Queens and Otto never seen this vast ocean in it’s true glowry, as they all looked back as the desert shores sped away rapidly-
Owlina: “Oh these waters look so beautiful! I havent been across this ocean before, ita so grand!”
Sa’Qhala: “And the beautiful dusssssk sssssssunsssset to illuminate thessssssse waterssssss orange and white... ssssso captivating...” -the two desert queens cooed, and Flygarra grinned and laid back in his chair, relaxing... then... something flashed in his memory thanks to Sheik’s soul-dew he gave to the Flygon King...-
{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{JAMMERS! -Flygarra’s Memory- Anybody can see this for more lore}-his vision slowly morphed out of the X-Quaza’s cockpit, and slowly, the oceans seemingly formed behind a tinted rounded rectangle window.-
-suddenly, Flygarra looked around his surroundings and then realized, he was on an train. With many different human people and many different pokemon with them. There, Flygarra could notice something terrible (to his sense) to him. He somehow lost his chimian body!-
-Flygarra then looked around frantically, and began to panic until suddenly, he could hear a voice... it didn’t sound familiar to him, but sounded nostalgic for some reason-
“Flygarra! Calm down! What makes you do this anyways?!” -Flygarra froze and slowly turned around to find the same figure that Leonardo was shown an image of-
“Fly... Fly-Flygon?!” -Flygarra said and noticed that his vocabulary was just suddenly killed down to only his pokemon species name and he wanted to panic more until the trainer spoke to him again-
“Don’t worry, Flygarra... ots all fine, sure i know you dont like change just as much as i do, but i learn to move on from things and to grow as a person... surely... you would do anything that you could do in your vast immerse power to protect what you belive in, right...?” -the human teen said softly to Flygarra, slowly petting his head-
“Fly... gon?” -Flygarra said softly, he looked sorrowful but looked to be coming around to his old master’s words-
“It’s okay... belive in your trainer... you wouldn’t harm anyone... would you?” -and seemingly against his will, Flygarra nodded, and the. Nuzzled his trainer’s shoulder lovingly, purring, all with a happy smile-
“Heh heh... and we both conquered and commanded and preserved against all odds... i guess my title as “Trainer Champion Tristan” isnt in vain after all, all my pokemon love me so much!” -he said, as he embraced his Ground-Dragon lovingly...-
-Just then Flygarra gasped and snapped out of this dreaming memory-type sequence and held the joysticks in the cockpit tightly, his hands quiver, and he shudders-
“My past... it... beckons to me... n-no! I wont listen to you, never! I want to protect you... T-Tristan... even if it means putting many lives at stake...” -he said to himself, clenching his teeth-
-The X-Quaza speeds by mountains closely and soon reaches the seas bordering the UMFA on all sides-
-The X-Quaza glides gracefully over the seas, kicking up the oceans waters in sprays of mist and such-
-The two Queens and Otto never seen this vast ocean in it’s true glowry, as they all looked back as the desert shores sped away rapidly-
Owlina: “Oh these waters look so beautiful! I havent been across this ocean before, ita so grand!”
Sa’Qhala: “And the beautiful dusssssk sssssssunsssset to illuminate thessssssse waterssssss orange and white... ssssso captivating...” -the two desert queens cooed, and Flygarra grinned and laid back in his chair, relaxing... then... something flashed in his memory thanks to Sheik’s soul-dew he gave to the Flygon King...-
{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{JAMMERS! -Flygarra’s Memory- Anybody can see this for more lore}-his vision slowly morphed out of the X-Quaza’s cockpit, and slowly, the oceans seemingly formed behind a tinted rounded rectangle window.-
-suddenly, Flygarra looked around his surroundings and then realized, he was on an train. With many different human people and many different pokemon with them. There, Flygarra could notice something terrible (to his sense) to him. He somehow lost his chimian body!-
-Flygarra then looked around frantically, and began to panic until suddenly, he could hear a voice... it didn’t sound familiar to him, but sounded nostalgic for some reason-
“Flygarra! Calm down! What makes you do this anyways?!” -Flygarra froze and slowly turned around to find the same figure that Leonardo was shown an image of-
“Fly... Fly-Flygon?!” -Flygarra said and noticed that his vocabulary was just suddenly killed down to only his pokemon species name and he wanted to panic more until the trainer spoke to him again-
“Don’t worry, Flygarra... ots all fine, sure i know you dont like change just as much as i do, but i learn to move on from things and to grow as a person... surely... you would do anything that you could do in your vast immerse power to protect what you belive in, right...?” -the human teen said softly to Flygarra, slowly petting his head-
“Fly... gon?” -Flygarra said softly, he looked sorrowful but looked to be coming around to his old master’s words-
“It’s okay... belive in your trainer... you wouldn’t harm anyone... would you?” -and seemingly against his will, Flygarra nodded, and the. Nuzzled his trainer’s shoulder lovingly, purring, all with a happy smile-
“Heh heh... and we both conquered and commanded and preserved against all odds... i guess my title as “Trainer Champion Tristan” isnt in vain after all, all my pokemon love me so much!” -he said, as he embraced his Ground-Dragon lovingly...-
-Just then Flygarra gasped and snapped out of this dreaming memory-type sequence and held the joysticks in the cockpit tightly, his hands quiver, and he shudders-
“My past... it... beckons to me... n-no! I wont listen to you, never! I want to protect you... T-Tristan... even if it means putting many lives at stake...” -he said to himself, clenching his teeth-
-The X-Quaza speeds by mountains closely and soon reaches the seas bordering the UMFA on all sides-
-The X-Quaza glides gracefully over the seas, kicking up the oceans waters in sprays of mist and such-
-The two Queens and Otto never seen this vast ocean in it’s true glowry, as they all looked back as the desert shores sped away rapidly-
Owlina: “Oh these waters look so beautiful! I havent been across this ocean before, ita so grand!”
Sa’Qhala: “And the beautiful dusssssk sssssssunsssset to illuminate thessssssse waterssssss orange and white... ssssso captivating...” -the two desert queens cooed, and Flygarra grinned and laid back in his chair, relaxing... then... something flashed in his memory thanks to Sheik’s soul-dew he gave to the Flygon King...-
{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{JAMMERS! -Flygarra’s Memory- Anybody can see this for more lore}-his vision slowly morphed out of the X-Quaza’s cockpit, and slowly, the oceans seemingly formed behind a tinted rounded rectangle window.-
-suddenly, Flygarra looked around his surroundings and then realized, he was on an train. With many different human people and many different pokemon with them. There, Flygarra could notice something terrible (to his sense) to him. He somehow lost his chimian body!-
-Flygarra then looked around frantically, and began to panic until suddenly, he could hear a voice... it didn’t sound familiar to him, but sounded nostalgic for some reason-
“Flygarra! Calm down! What makes you do this anyways?!” -Flygarra froze and slowly turned around to find the same figure that Leonardo was shown an image of-
“Fly... Fly-Flygon?!” -Flygarra said and noticed that his vocabulary was just suddenly killed down to only his pokemon species name and he wanted to panic more until the trainer spoke to him again-
“Don’t worry, Flygarra... ots all fine, sure i know you dont like change just as much as i do, but i learn to move on from things and to grow as a person... surely... you would do anything that you could do in your vast immerse power to protect what you belive in, right...?” -the human teen said softly to Flygarra, slowly petting his head-
“Fly... gon?” -Flygarra said softly, he looked sorrowful but looked to be coming around to his old master’s words-
“It’s okay... belive in your trainer... you wouldn’t harm anyone... would you?” -and seemingly against his will, Flygarra nodded, and the. Nuzzled his trainer’s shoulder lovingly, purring, all with a happy smile-
“Heh heh... and we both conquered and commanded and preserved against all odds... i guess my title as “Trainer Champion Tristan” isnt in vain after all, all my pokemon love me so much!” -he said, as he embraced his Ground-Dragon lovingly...-
-Just then Flygarra gasped and snapped out of this dreaming memory-type sequence and held the joysticks in the cockpit tightly, his hands quiver, and he shudders-
“My past... it... beckons to me... n-no! I wont listen to you, never! I want to protect you... T-Tristan... even if it means putting many lives at stake...” -he said to himself, clenching his teeth-
Why am I tagged in this?
(OOC: Just to read the spoiler so you can get backstory on Flygarra. )
Tyron: "I have heard those rumors as well. But they are still hidden in the rainforest. We must prepare for any attack from our enemies."
Tidéus: “Leave it to me, defenses are pretty much already up.” -he said, sweeping his long locks of golden hair off to the side, all with a casual smile-
OOC: Hair?
Tyron: "Yes, we've been preparing for an attack ever since the rumors began circulating."
"A military pact to defend our populace, their interests and their culture would be what we need. But for now, we propose mutual economic and military support. Sharing certain technologies and licensing them for production, conducting, conducting military exercises together, and of course, guaranteeing independence. Should anyone try to erase us form the map..."
Tortious: "Good idea."
"Very well then. We will have your backs. Just sign here."
He presents them with two copies of the proposals made during the meeting, his signature is already under it.
Tidéus: “Leave it to me, defenses are pretty much already up.” -he said, sweeping his long locks of golden hair off to the side, all with a casual smile-
OOC: Hair?
Tyron: "Yes, we've been preparing for an attack ever since the rumors began circulating."
Tidéus: “Sweet, so can i be commander or something?” -he said, pulling out his Brotherhood sword (go look back at his bio, if you can locate it that is. )-
-after an long and arduous meeting, Agrakai walks out with Larry (Ciblast), absolutely worried that the Flygons could easily gain naval power and cross the oceans to their lands, but still held a fear of aerial attacks-
-then, he turns to Larry suddenly and looks at him seriously-
Agrakai: “Larry, if you dont mind, please go ahead and send yourself and an envoy to the Turtle Kingdom to secure a armistice and a treaty of allied relations. Although i would go against working with a kingdom, im am too paranoid that the Flygons could attack our precious lands, and i would help defend Tyron’s intrests of his kingdom. Although i have heard rumors of war, i would take no chances. I want our country to be known for iron defenses and stronghold, ‘steel strong, steel strength’ we Aggrons are.” Ciblast
Tyron: "Yes, we've been preparing for an attack ever since the rumors began circulating."
Tidéus: “Sweet, so can i be commander or something?” -he said, pulling out his Brotherhood sword (go look back at his bio, if you can locate it that is. )-
Tyron: "Have you gone through training?"
[Insert timeskip where Tideus goes through a military training montage, moving up the ranks while time stays the same for everyone else.]