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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.
Posted on: Nov 16 2017, 06:29 PM
I Am the fucking Best
Regnum was beginning to pick up the ball it had so clearly dropped in the entertainment department recently. Pity it had taken an earthquake nearly splitting the city in half for it to happen.
"Ominous." Said the young bug catcher to himself as he looked down the staircase leading deep into the underground. He hadn't known the hole would be there when he had set for the Eastern District, but it was the kind of sight that was hard to miss.
His memory wasn't always perfect, but he was fairly sure that there had been no such gaping crevice the few times he had passed by before.
Considering the recent earthquake that had shook the city, most people would consider it unwise to venture into any underground passages. Nevermind the fear of another Earthquake suddenly taking place; surely the previous one, which had caused such massive damage to the city's structure, would have damaged such a passage.
Luckily for you reader, Doug wasn't most people.
"Well, it ain't going to explore itself!" Declared Doug as he stepped onto the stairs, humming as he began his descent.
His humming would soon into an irritated grumble when he found himself descending down said stairs for quite a while. He hadn't been able to see the end of the stairs, sure, but he had thought that would be mostly due to the darkness.
He had been forced to let Volcarona out of her pokeball in order to continue down the stairs, letting the natural luminescence of her wings light the way. The last thing he needed was to trip and fall his way to the end of the staircase.
"The worst part about all of this is that I'm going to have to climb back up once we are done here." He bemoaned to his Moth partner as they continued their descent, his partner remaining utterly silent in response.
"I know, it's the worst." He responded to his partner's silence, before stumbling. Talking to Volcarona always distracted him; he had just noticed they had reached the end of the stairs.
And found himself standing before the grand entrance of a massive... place. He had no idea of what or where the massive gate leaded into. All he knew was that it was closed.
"Oh come on! Is this a joke?" He groaned as he palmed his face, sinking into a squat while covering his face with his hands. Volcarona hovered closer towards the entrance, casting an orange light over a large stone slab, flanked by two old, unrecognizable statues.
"Uh, Hello, this is the part were you tell me it ain't all bad?" He suddenly spoke up, looking up from his lamenting with mild irritation to find his pokemon hovering in front of a tablet and the statues.
The boy swiftly found himself standing besides his pokemon, eyeing the statues curiously. His brows furrowed together as he narrowed his eyes at them. The statues were so damn old, there was little, if anything, he could identify in them, despite his best efforts to scrutinize them.
"Well, they are definitely not bugs." He decided, shrugging his shoulders at the statues before turning his gaze towards the tablet. "What'cha got there, girl?"
It was a table with gibberish. I mean assholes. I mean Unkowns.
No wait, assholes was right.
"Urgh." Was all the boy could say, his eye twitching as he stared at the pokemon species that had recently risen above the entirety of flying type pokemon on his shit list. The sentient alphabet letters hadn't meant much to him, until recently.
Speaking of alphabet letters, though. The boy narrowed his eyes at the tablet, leaning against his Moth pokemon while scratching at his chin.
"Uh... T, E, M, Er... P, L, E? Temple. Wait, Temple?" He looked around the place, tilting a thin brow at the two statues and the slab, before glancing at the sealed gate. "Guess all the interesting stuff was left inside." Go figure, even the ancestors of Regnum were finding ways to ruin his fun.
"Bah, whatever. Let's see." He narrowed his eyes at the letters. "A, N, D, H, O, M, E, O, F." He paused. "Andhomeof? Is that even a word?"
His partner took this moment to look away from the tablet to stare at him flatly.
"It was a joke. Sheesh." He said, rolling his eyes. "Okay, so; 'Temple and Home of', S, E, R, A, P, H, E, D, I, N?"
"Seraphedin? That's not a friggin' pokemon." Not one he had ever even heard of, anyways. Considering the scope of his focused studies on pokemon started with Bug type and ended at Bug Egg group, that wasn't particularly surprising. But he had fought enough trainers and seen enough battles to fill a few regional pokedexes, at least.
What the heck was a Seraphedin?
Posted on: Nov 29 2017, 02:00 PM
I Am the fucking Best
Well, it clearly didn't matter. So...
"Well, let's get those gates wide open, shall we?" He said excitedly, clapping his hands together to break Volcarona's rapt attention away from the ancient plate.
The moth turned to face him slowly, staring in silence while waiting for his instructions.
"You know the drill, beautiful." He said as he raised a pointer finger towards the air, before slowly lowering it towards the gates, a smile adorning his lips. "Get those doors swinging wide open!"
"Volcarona, use psychic!" He ordered firmly, his grin stretching over his lips as Volcarona's gaze fixed itself onto the gates, its eyes shining suddenly before it suddenly began exerting massive force upon the stone doors.
Not that it did anything, mind you.
"..." Silence reigned within the chamber as Doug stood behind his pokemon, finger still pointed towards the gates as his Volcarona worked on throwing those gates open.
She was taking her time, but she would surely manage it.
Just had to give her a few more seconds.
Okay, maybe a minute.
Maybe a couple of minu-!
"Oh for the love of- What's the hold up?" Asked the boy as he crossed his arms, tapping his feet impatiently. Volcarona stopped trying to move the gates, turning to face him instead in silence.
"Yes, I can see it's not moving. Why?" Silence. "Too heavy? You've thrown boulders larger than these sissy doors, come on!" Even as he was saying these, he was already reaching for the rest of his pokeballs; Volcarona wasn't one to get testy, so the door was clearly heavier than it appeared.
"Heracross, Scizor, Golisopod! Go!" He shouted as he threw both pokeballs high in the air, the gizmos opening to unleash rays of light upon the ground. Soon, the three physical powerhouses stood before him. Golisopod immediately dropped on its ass lazily, while Heracross immediately moved to hug the boy. Scizor responded appropriately by getting the beetle into a headlock.
"Good call." Said the boy to the steel bug, before pointing his index finger at the gate. "Gentlemen, and lady," He winked at Scizor. "Your target. We gotta pry that open! Ready set go!" Scizor and Heracross threw themselves at the gates immediately after. Golisopod was considerably laxer about it, taking its time standing up before walking up to the gates, joining its companions in trying to force them open.
Doug shifted his gaze towards the fire bug, still hovering besides him.
"Well? Can't let 'em show you up! Volcarona, use psychic again!"
This would be a long day, the moth could tell.