Finished Starter RPG IV - Chronicles of Unova (Started)

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The witch queen frowned underneath her mask, looking down at the powerful warrior before him. "So...You want me to find a certain soul for you in exchange for your services? Why should I accept this offer?"

"..."

"You're THAT Overlord?! Okay then, Maybe I'll accept your offer..."

"..."

"...Okay then, you are now in service of the great Babayaga (myself) until I find this soul for you..."

"..."

Babayaga stood up, taking her staff into her paws. She placed the staff's tip on the warrior's right sholder, in a similar manner to how a royal would knight someone. "You are now in my service...Um...What should I call you?"

"...Now I serve you my queen..." The warrior kneeled in Babayaga's presence.

"...I'd prefer to be called my original name, Natas..."
 
OOC: Storyline going well. We have to find Ashka, destroy Babayaga and defend the world from legendaries. Let's add something more to the mix.

IC: Pyrex trotted over to Gladar. "Something isn't right. It feels ominous, like the deep breath before the plunge. We shoils get out of here.

And meanwhile this is going on, far deeper than the crust. Giratina and Arceus, locked in battle, stopped suddenly. Things were moving in the darkness.
 
Gladar returned, grim-faced. Virizion had vanished. He listened to Pyrex, his expression grieved. "You are right. Somthing stirs within thse touched by Original Life. Those who are unique, who did not conform to the uniformity dictated by the laws that control our world. Something so ancient and primeval, that it knows the birth of time and space themsleves."

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Giratina's eyes shone a dark, oblivion red. "The world is set in motin, god-fool. My plan moves into action..." And Giratina phased out.
 
Pyrex looked out onto all the destruction and death, and was saddened. "So much death, and so little gain. Why are we doing this? Why can't we just let go of all the things beautiful in this universe and die and let everything crumpled to dust? Everything seems so hopeless. Even in the beginning, there wasn't much hope. Only a fool's hope."

Arceus' rage was building. Giratina had suddenly vanished, leaving no trace. Fault lines smouldered and volcanoes erupted.
 
OOC: I KNEW IT! BABAYAGA IS NATAS! O YEA!

IC: Muddy's face became stone, and he spoke slowly. "You will know what you need to do, when you need to know it." He disappeared, disolving into nothingness.

OOC: Temporarily exiting the thread.
 
Dragon grabbed Ronin's hand, ready to teleport somewhere bad. He could open his heart a little, he guesses.
 
OoC: Muddy, Natas was saying that to Babayaga, he isn't the Witch Queen.

Ronin smiled and brought him through the portals, returning to the shadow world. The shadow pokemon pulled his companion out of the shadow and into the real world. "Guys, I think Fearig here want to make an apology..."
 
OoC: ASHKA CANNOT BE FOUND. IF I DECIDED TO KEEP HER ALIVE, I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU GUYS. SHE IS DEAD I'M TRYING NOT TO LOOK LIKE A JERKFACE BY GODMODDING.
...
There, I think I got my point stuck in there.

Well...
Now, I need to figure out more about these friends of Ashka's...
But how? Now I'm all alone in this crazy vilage!
Everybody around me seems to know how to teleport!
 
Raja saw the young torchic alone in the ruins of the village. At first, he turned his back on her because of his hatred of the fire type. But then he remembered that she had with muddy. He looked back at her and decided to go help.
"Excuse me, do you need help?"
 
Should I trust him?
"Um...yes. I need to help one of my friends, Muddy. He is...crazy and faces delusions, do you know where I can find him?"

OoC: I believe that makes it...

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OOC: What a wonderful chat we have here. I owe you guys one for making my day.

IC: But then just as Pyrex said that, dawn broke out onto the derelict forest. "But then maybe it's worth fighting for." murmured Pyrex. He started towards a group and decided they should leave. "Come on. We should head away, lest Reshiram comes to rout the survivors.
 
Gladar turned to Raja. "It is not something felt inside all of us. I can feel it because my race came from it. Pyrex has it inside him. But to others, it is not there. It must be learned, by being at harmony with the outside world."

"Your sister died the death of a hero", Gladar said to Freya. "I witnessed her last moments."
 
Fearig was pulled one of his own portals by Ronin. When he saw the others, he just looked at him, at a loss as to what to say.

OoC: Thanks for the sig. Alvin. Got my idea for the words fro your sig.

IC:Finally, he just said "Sorry." He looked down, and began to cry. Before anyone saw or heard it, he just sank into the ground.
 
OOC: ^^ So she is alive... Or not. I'm not sure.
IC: "Good Arceus, Fearig's gone again. I think he's some sort of shadow."
said Pyrex with a groan.
 
"He is a servant of evil. They have all sorts of twisted powers bestowed upon them." said Gladar solemnly. "We must move." Dashal shot out of the trees, panting in terror. "Reshi... krom... com... ing...!"

"Run!" shouted Gladar. "To the sea!"
 
"There is no time!" yelled Pyrex over the roar and fear of the villagers. "The sea is nearly an hour away and Reshiram flies with the speed of a bullet!"
 
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