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Welcome to Forever Forgotten, a Pokemon roleplay set in a cursed city inside a giant hole in the ground. We welcome roleplayers of all levels, and we offer a wide variety of events with chances for members to directly impact the site's overall plot. Join the government wings to maintain peace and harmony in the city, the notorious Yamask Saints or the rising Granbull Gang in pursuit of money or your own personal goals; or perhaps join us as a simple civilian trying to make it on their own.
11/17/17
As many of you may have noticed, a lot of updates have occurred in the past couple days. Those updates include:

With the release of USUM, Dusk Lycanroc is now available for starting and catch.

A new contest: Here
Members are able to compete in creating their own Regnum Pokemon (much like the Alolan Pokemon). Six lucky people will have those Pokemon made officially on the site. Check out the link for more details.

Completion of the Unown Event: Here
Members are welcome to continue posting in the event threads and everyone has received a prize for participating. Check out the post for more details.

A new event: Here
The GBG’s are up to no good and everyone is welcome to join in on the fun. Signups will be running for one week and you will be able to sign up even after the event has started. All of the GBG members have received a password for the locked board. Please do not share this with any other members unless they have a GBG Character.
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Spring has finally surfaced in Regnum, the mass amount of ice and snow slowly beginning to vanish as the flowers take over. Though the rivers still contain some ice and many buildings have fallen to ground due to the earthquake, the colours of spring has managed to make the place seem a tad bit peaceful. Perhaps it's a sign that things will be getting better again soon.
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It came so suddenly and without warning throughout the dead of the night: A sudden pulse throughout the city, followed by another and another. By the time people knew what was happening, a large earthquake shook the city, causing buildings to tumble, grounds to crack and shift and, worse of all, the city borders to collapse. Many lives were lost, others injured and lives completely changed forever.

The power plant in Regnum is still down, but some groups have gotten together with electric Pokemon to help restore some of the electricity to the city. It is suggested not to walk the streets alone as the crime rates have sky rocketed despite the efforts of the Enforcement Wing. Phones and internet is still down, but people have started finding other ways to communicate for the time being. In good news, the weather has begun to warm up, the snow and ice finally melting. Sadly, the barrier is still blocking people from leaving the city.
 
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 Posted on: Sep 5 2017, 02:08 AM
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The day started off like anything other day. Wake up at five A.M, make the bed, personal hygiene, get ready, feed Duchess, and out the door and into the Cafe. The work day would begin with putting on his apron and turning the coffee pots on, making sure they are filled with fresh water. Turning the ovens on for the fresh scones and biscuits. He grinds up fresh coffee beans and sets them aside, placing a damp towel over it.

He immediately goes over and mixes the dough for the biscuits. He used a round cookie cutter to get the perfect circular shapes. After a few hours its now seven in the morning and the cafe smells of fresh brewed coffee and bread. Pans of scones, biscuits and with spare time he added sugar cookies and plain brown sugar muffins to the menu. Hard to have a black coffee with out something sweet partnered with it. He glanced at the clock and he still had thirty minutes before he opened the door to everyone else. Which he took this time to heat up two kettles of water on the stove, for those who drink tea instead of coffee. Duchess, hopped her way in through the open window and strolled in curling up in her little cat bed next to the counter. Everything was good, and like clock work.

And like the the day rolled down hill. He opened the doors at seven thirty, An old man that came in everyday at eight fifteen on the dot and ordered a black coffee with three sugars and one biscuit, another came in at nine o'two, a lady who was always on her phone, wanted a french vanilla with two sugar cookies. She was a regular every Tuesday, but sometimes she would come in on a Friday for extra cookies. More came in but that were less common-- and finally, the bell above the door rand and Mrs. Pepperidge came in smiling. Patrick was always happy to see her. Practically his mother and grandmother in one.

"A-Ah, Good morning Gram." He smiled, She would always came in at ten on the dot, to check on Patrick.

She hobbled up to the counter and reached down to Pet Duchess, which the fat cat purred at her touch. When she stood back up she smiled up at him. "Good morning Dear, How is the baking going? Its not too hot back there is it? I don't want you getting over heated or anything.."

"N-No, Not at all Gram." He insisted. He walked around the counter and wiped his hands on his apron. "How is Pops doing? Is he feeling any better today I haven't gotten the chance to see him today." Mrs. Pepperidge sighed and took Patrick's hand and patted it.

"Don't you worry about that old fool. He will be just fine.. But I do ask you go see him at some point today. All he does is moan and groan because he's bored laying in bed all day." Pat laughed, laying his hand over hers. "Alright, I promise to visit him here in a bit. I don't want to leave the counter unattended and the ovens hot."

The lady smiled up at him and with a spare hand reached up and caressed the side of Pats face that had the burn. "Patrick, dear... You're not in trouble are you? You're not getting into bad business with anyone...?" He froze and stared at her. A sheepish grin graced his face. "N-No Gram of course not." She stared up at him and ran her thumb over the burn on his cheek.

"Good... I believe you to be an honest boy. My heart couldn't bare the thought of you getting mixed up in gangs or anything.. You're like our son Patrick and we love you dearly. You know that don't you dear? We worry about you day in and day out.." Patrick felt his heart sink into his stomach. He just lied to the one person that took him in and cared for him like a mother.

"I know Grams... I love you both so much. You have really taken care of me when you--" A faint rumbling interrupted pat as the cafe gently shook.. and with in that very moment the cafe violently shook, tables flipped over, cabinet doors flung open, plates and cups shattered on the floor. Patrick latched on to the counter while Mrs. Pepperidge stumbled back. "G-Grams!" He lunged for her but she had already fallen out of his reach. Duchess scrambled under Pats feet as everything shook and roared around him, And before his very eyes, large wooden beams came crashing down around him. Debris crashed into his skull knocking him to the ground. He managed to shield duchess the best he could before being rattled dizzy. A large gash was opened on the side of his head and he bled on the wood floor of what once was a cafe.

More crashing could be heard, more glass breaking. Distant car alarms going off and even faint screams of other people. But the most prominent sound.. was the earth it self. Roaring and rumbling. Tearing down everything that dare made its home on its surface..

And to make matters worse he couldn't move. A beam pinned his leg in place- "Grams?" He called. "Mrs. Pepperidge?". A faint hissing could be heard and that is when the smell of gasoline hit him. He sat there motionless as he faded in and out of consciousness. "Duchess...?" The feline was terrified for the safety of her beloved trainer. She pawed him and bit his fest to attempt to drag him out but to no avail. The feline could sense more danger- and started to meow loudly in hopes someone would help her and her trainer. The cat curled up around Patricks head and continued to bellow. The stench of gasoline was soon all you could smell..
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 Posted on: Sep 6 2017, 10:29 PM
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I’ll steal you & indulge in you I’m gonna mess you up I’m engraved in your heart
So even if I die,
I’ll live forever
Sharp claws scraped at the rubble of a nearby fallen building, digging into the cracks and crevices to grab hold. Powerful muscles tensed before pulling back, bringing a large chunk of concrete and brick with a body of red and white. The rubble was haphazardly tossed to the side to settle somewhere in the street before the Lycanroc stepped forward and continued digging. He paused every now and again to sniff around and perk his ears, tilting his head as he listened to the world around him.

He had been dispatched along with the rest of the Executive Enforcer's Pokemon as soon as the earthquake struck, though most had to wait until the tremors calmed before they could do anything. Thus, he was alone. For now. Large paws reached forward, ready to continue digging through the crumbled building, before he paused, tensing. His ears perked up, eyes narrowing, as the sound of meowing reached him. Close, very close.

The small tuft of his remaining tail began wagging with excitement as his initial instincts took over. A cat meant food! Lex quickly began searching for the source, following the sound to another collapsed building. Almost too eagerly, he began digging to gain entrance. He soon slowed, sniffing at the air. Cat, human, gas. The fur down his back began to prickle before he stepped back, pointing his nose to the sky as his lips curled forward with a howl. The sound drifted in the air, echoing as the Lycanroc immediately returned to digging, this time with the intention of finding survivors.

Somewhere a few streets down, a blond turned toward the sound.

TAG: Patrick Campbell
you call me a monster
i'll go into your heart
you call me a monster

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 Posted on: Sep 25 2017, 02:09 AM
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As if the situation couldn't get anymore dire. Gas leaked from oven that was now buried under ruble. Duchess could smell the lycanrock and started to hiss. Her fur stood up on her back as she moved even closer to Patrick. Guarding him the best she could. But the smell of gas switched her from being defensive to pleading for help. More distressed meows bellowed from the small feline. Begging for assistance. "Mrowwwwwwwww, Mrowwwwwwww... Mrowwww" Over and over the Cat called.

Patrick's head was gushing blood which started to stain poor Duchess's feet. He groaned and moved his head from side to side, dazed and confused. A ringing drowned out any hissing, rumbling and sirens. His sight cut in and out and eventually he was able to stay awake long enough to see Duchess. How scared she was. The cat licked Pats cheek and meowed at him. "Oww.. What-"

And the situation got even worse when the Oven finally went up in flames. An intense heat raged near the Baristas feet. An orange glow could be seen from where pat was and from the outside. "Oh Arceus-" Patrick still dazed tried to push on the beam that had him pinned. "Oh no.. no. Duchess. Go-" He dropped his head back to the ground and groaned. "Go, get out- please." He pleased to the meowth. But the stubborn chub wouldn't budge.
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 Posted on: Oct 6 2017, 02:06 PM
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I’ll steal you & indulge in you I’m gonna mess you up I’m engraved in your heart
So even if I die,
I’ll live forever
The Lycanroc's claws continued to scrape at the rubble, shoveling back chunks of rock and debris with each hurried movement. His ears remained focused on the mewling and hissing from beyond the crumbling building, and his movements quickened at the sound of a human voice. Another set of a paws joined in on the digging, and the Lycanroc did not need to glance to his side to know that a Manectric was on the scene. The canine was soon followed by a tall man already covered in dirt, sweat, and a little blood from his recent rescues.

"Rock Throw," came a rough command, and the Lycanroc obliged. He picked up a large chunk of debris, possibly what was once a wall, and tossed it into the road to join more scattered messes from the neighboring building. A few more larger pieces of wall were tossed before enough of a clearing was made. Sarge immediately darted inside, crouching down with his nose rapidly sniffing around. The other canine continued throwing large chunks of debris out of the way, though his speed decreased once he realized he could cause the building to collapse.

Atlas stepped forward once the opening was larger enough, and he reached up to take hold of the leaning ceiling. His muscles tensed throughout his body as he kept it stationary, jerking his head toward the interior. The Lycanroc stopped what he was doing and crawled inside, following Sarge's scent toward a man with white and red hair and a very fat cat. The Manectric waited until the Lycanroc joined him before inching forward, his posture rigid with each paw carefully placed.

We're here to help, the Manectric rumbled, so don't resist, kitten. The Lycanroc lunged forward, towering over the pair and planting his paws on the otherside of the civilian's body just as a large chunk of debris slid free. The wolf cringed as it landed on his body, but a sneering snicker soon formed on his lips. Don't bite him or anythin' or he'll get sparky. Don' want this place to blow. Sarge ignored the Lycanroc and leaned forward to pick up the Meowth by the scruff of her neck.

TAG: Patrick Campbell
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 Posted on: Oct 9 2017, 11:09 PM
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As soon as Duchess caught sight of the canine.. The hair on her back settled. Her tail still foofed out. The felines ears laid flat as she lowered herself to the ground. She was scared, unharmed and completely stressed out. She hissed and barred her claws. Her fur stood on her back as she tried to protect her trainer the best she could. She seemed more relaxed seeing they are here to help. Her fur then flattened, but her ears still flat to her head. She let out a soft mew, as a plead. "...Thank you...please help my human.. He is hurt.." She meowed. Pawing at Patrick's head. She nosed him and let out another cry before peering up at sarge. Duchess submitted as the canine took her by the scruff of her neck. "Don't leave him." She let out one last meow.

Small pieces of rubble came crumbling down, as the Lycanrock shifted the beams. Patrick opened his eyes to see a grinning dog. He still heard ringing and soon he blacked back out. He was only catching fragments of what was going on around him. A fire roared behind the beams where the ovens once stood. An orange glow shined through the cracks in the fallen debris. An intense heat started to bleed through.. Pat groaned as he finally came too-

"Duchess?" he called out, again peering up to see a Lycanrock. He squinted not really sure if he was seeing what he was seeing..His head throbbed something fierce and his hearing was still muffled. "Mrs--" He felt the heat and smelt the gas.. and tried to squirm free but his leg was caught? Oh no, no.. He couldn't think straight enough to do anything.. He just sait there limply. "Helloooo..." He slurred, dropping his head back. It hurt to even keep his eyes open.

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