Thread: Revolution

OOC: Decided I like that centering thingy, Trilroy. Gonna use it.

Joe's Pokégear, which was almost always silent, rang in his back pocket. He bolted to an upright position and pulled it out, flipping it open. Putting the small red device to his ear, Joe managed a voice that pulled out of his usually patronizing voice.

"H-hello? Who is this?" he asked timidly, with a fake studder.

It was already static. It was too late to answer.

Sighing, Joe returned the Pokégear to his pocket and leaped from the building. Landing in some grass, Joe waited for a moment, looking into the streets. He pressed a small button on his remote that was labelled "Return". The Nidoking that was on the roof started glowing with crackling, purple electricity. Growing progressively louder, the electricity enveloped Salamander, and shrank into a small ball of energy that flew right into the remote, which glew for a moment, and then returned to its normal color.

"What to do, what to do..." Joe pondered to himself in a singsong voice. Now sitting in the bushes, he wondered about his situation. West of Hoenn was almost completely taken over. Mauville supported Links heavily, but as such a small town, the Keepers did little else other than assigning Joe there. He was a strong fighter, with his Tools along with other weapons that he didn't frequently keep with him. But although most who passed through the area were young trainers of little prowess, there were people every once in a while that passed by that were obscenely strong, entering Mauville gym and leaving minutes later, a badge in hand. Little did those people know that the league was having troubles with running correctly. If Ever Grande was taken over by Keepers, the system would probably shut down.

Standing and walking into the busy street, Joe pulled his Pokégear out again. Attempting to trace the phone call from before, Joe looked at a few menus without success.

"Oh, I will find whoever did that. There's always a reason to call me. Or else." Joe muttered to himself, walking back into the alley between a gym, and bushes lining a fence.

"Oh, so bored, so bored~..."

Daniel listened intently to the PokeGear intently. "Orre...region...Keepers everywhere... here... 'business' ... they're... pokemon loving persuasion. If you catch... drift... it's very important... help is needed...all is appreciated. ...here, you'll get the details... this is... last transmission..." To Daniel, this sounded like gibberish, but he knew now that the Keepers in Orre were more numerous than ever.

It was a long trip from Kanto to Orre, with the entire region of Hoenn blocking the way. The Links had access to transportation that would get him there in a day flat, but at least one stop would be needed for refueling. Mawvile City, with its many link supporters, would be perfect.

Daniel called up a jet, and in fourteen hours, he was at Mawvile City Airport. He disguised himself immediately as he got there, and returned Raiguy to his Pokeball to remain discrete. "Nobody knows my identity, so I'd better keep it that way." He thought.

OOC: rofl nice time shift Lightning. Wish I had the skills to travel three regions in a sentence :P

P.S I just noticed that my last post was at 3:33, and it also happened to be the post where I entered Orre...halfway to hell? We'll find out!
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"You think the message got through?"

Trilroy stared down at the minimized pokeballs that colleceted in the palm of his hand. His walking was kept to a slow crawl across the beautifully paved rocks of Phenac City, one of the fiew areas in the Desert region that was blessed with water. Tiny droplets sprinkled the air as they flew off from the springs that were peppered through out the entire city. The mist covered his clothes and pokeballs, but Trilroy was too busy talking to his silenced pokemon to care about such trifle things.

"I hope it did," he spoke to his pokemon again, "Otherwise our job is going to be a whole lot harder than I anticipated"

Trilroy looked up from his hand and saw for the first time the current condition of Phenac. It seemed relatively spared from any true conflict that might otherwise have resulted from conflict between Keepers and pokemon. This made sense, as Orre was never very popular with Pokemon anyway. The Keepers didn't have to do much to drive what little species remained away from the region. Either that or they killed them...the latter seemed much more plausible. Keepers were not known for their sympathy, if they even had any at all.

Scanning the area further, he tried to locate a certain something in particular. People walked by him, as well as guards armed to the teeth, but nothing that passed seemed to satisfy his goal.

"In you go guys..." He said quietly to his pokeballs, tucking them into his pocket instead of his usual belt. "You'll be a whole lot safer in here."

"Indeed they will be..."

Trilroy's head sprang up. A short, portly man with average clothes and a serious face stood in front of him, a brief case in his hand. Immediately Trilroy stood up straight, as he had found what he was looking for. The man nodded in affirmation, and with a gesture of his head, motioned for Trilroy to follow him. He agreed, and the two of them walked in tangent towards the back alleys of a cluster of what could be seen as houses in close proximity to eachother.

"The code?" The other man asked. He didn't seem worried that Trilroy wouldn't know it though, as he opened a door as he said it.

"Harmony for all. Death for the right." Trilroy said the memorized speech.

Satisfied, the man invited Trilroy inside. Obliging, he walked through the doorway, and the other man followed. The door closed behind them...

let do this thing
Character Name:Drazhar
Affiliation:Keeper
Pokemon:Bahamut (female Gyarados)
Doduo (Male Doduo)
Marowak(Male Marowak)
Slakoth (Male Slakoth)
Description: A pokemon collector who is using the Keeper orginzation in order to complete his two major goals
1)To obtained every pokemon for his collection
2)To use Dna and create a clone of the most powerful pokemon
also he has brown hair which is tied up at the back, the hair goes down to his neck. almost always seen wearing a white shirt and trousers with a red tie and a long red coat. prefers his reserch to almost anything else and hates battling (it gets in nthe way). a rather harsh person and almost alway tries to use his brain to get out of situation rather than Bahamut
Age: 19
side note: Bahamut was Drazhar first ever pokemon in his collection and the only pokemon he is attcally nice too. Doduo is mainly used as a Mount

OOC: rofl nice time shift Lightning. Wish I had the skills to travel three regions in a sentence

OCC: Just tryin to speed things up, I'm sure you don't want four posts about me waiting on a plane. Should it have been longer? Also, it was just one region XD
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Daniel walked around Mawvile City. It would be a few hours before they could leave for Orre, so he decided to look around a bit. "Might as well pick up something for Mother's Day..." he said, walking into the Pokemart. "Gotta keep an eye out for Pokenazis..." He looked around.

"Daniel is it?" a strange man said, "We 'ave a package for ya'." Handing Daniel a large box, he ran out, as if he was in a hurry.

"Odd..." said Daniel. Inside the package was a single Pokeball. "Of course, how could I forget you..." Daniel exited the mart, threw the Pokeball in the air, and a Blaziken popped out. Clucky's hands flared up as she streched her long limbs. "IKEN!" she crowed loudly. Although Daniel could barely understand her, he was pretty sure it meant, "Finally!"
Needless to say, Clucky wasn't to happy about staying in that Pokeball that whole time.

"Thank you for your time."

The man thanked Trilroy as he escourted him out from wherever it was that the went into. Siliently closing the door behind them, the two of them exchanged a few casual inquiries to throw off any suspicion if anyone were around to witness them. Trilroy then nodded at the man, to which he obliged, then turned and walked away from the shady alley.

"Well, that was a whole lot easier than I expected" said Trilroy, sighing as he emerged from the shadows of the dark alley.

Suddenly, the ground started to shake from underneath him. A loud explosion could be heard through out the city, and he knew exactly where it was coming from. Reeling around, he turned to the alley and saw a huge, fiery explosion where he had just been moments before. The fire violently emerged from the secret door, and proceeded to flow through the alley towards Trilroy.

Panicing, he threw himself to the sides of the wall, just barely missing the fireball as it emerged and brush the sides of his face. Roaring in pain, Trilroy beat out any small embers that remained on his face after the fire died down. The entire city was in a panic, and all the residents ran either to their houses or in circles. Trilroy just sat there, dazed and confused. The only thing he knew for sure was...

"...they know I'm here."

Rex yawned, he had just woken up "ok bandersnatch, I know how much you hate doing this, but we gotta fly." bandersnatch was noticeably displeased, but knew that he needed to do this. So Rex got on to bandersnatch's back and the dodrio started to run to run right out the forest and it flew (which is really more like a very long and very high jump) to slateport, using the sand on the beach to slow itself down.
"ok dodrio, we have to scout the hoenn region... Let's go to mauville first, we can go almost anywhere from there."
"dori."
"I know your tried but we have to keep going. do you want the keepers to get us?"
"dodr, dodr"
So bandersnatch continued running and on the middle of the bridge, a person riding a bike fell from the bike path and onto Rex.
"not again, this is the fifth time I fell from the path this month...hey are you ok?"
"oh, I'm fine."
"your pokemon looks pretty bad though."
"I know, I've been pushing him pretty hard today."
"ok... Well I'm gonna keep going."
"see ya."
"dodri." she was right, bandersnatch was in bad shape. "...looks like a broken leg...crap, that means you have to go in a pokeball." as he said that Rex got out a normal pokemon and put bandersnatch in it and walked to the pokemon center, give the pokeball to joy, who them healed it and let bandersnatch back out. "there the leg is fixed, let's continue our scouting." said Rex as he walked out of the pokemon center and them saw Daniel and his blaziken, "ha, looks like another trainer is gonna face Watson."

I'd love to join this:

Name: Jesse (Last Name Pending)

Faction: Keepers (Former Link)

Gender: Male

Personality: Jesse is condescending, spiteful, manipulative, and downright mean, though you won't know this at first. He loves to manipulate Links, tricking them into helping him destroy Pokémon. Sometimes, though, his true personality of being a Link tries to break out.

Appearance: Dead-White Hair and Grey-Blue Eyes, which if you look close enough, you'll see light red strings coiling around the pupils. Outfit: Tan Dress Pants, Brown Spiked Sneakers, Brown Double Coiled Belt that he doesn't loop through his pants, White Skin-Tight Shirt and a Blue Trench coat with the left sleeve ripped off, and Noise Canceling Headphones with a symbol that looks like a Broken PokeBall on each side. He carries two back up Headphones on his Belt.

Genetically Altered Pokemon:
Punpun (Male Buneary)
Punpun's Aesthetic Differences: Enlarged Ears and Black fur where there should be Tan.
Punpun’s Utility Enhancements: Arms each have 4 large claws that allows Punpun to use Slash like attacks

How he controls his "Pokemon": The Noise Canceling Headphones transmits his thoughts into the Genetically Altered Pokemon, allowing them to react to as quick as he can think. The Headphones allows him to decipher the Frequencies that Pokemon emit, letting Jesse understand Pokemon language, as long as he concentrates on the sound. Genetically Altered Pokemon cease all functions when no thoughts are sent through the Headphones after ten minutes, causing them to "die."

Background/Bio: Jesse is a former Pokemon trainer and brother of Proton, Former Executive of Team Rocket. While, he never actually associated with Team Rocket, he was still respected by them for his abilities as a Pokemon Trainer. Several years into his training, he discovered the Keepers. Originally trying to stop the Keepers early on, he was overpowered and used for experimentation of furthering the humankind. In the process, his own Personality was destroyed and his mind was forced to replace it with personalities that dominated Jesse's Life, Team Rocket's. With the new look on life, he uses his Genetically Enhanced Pokemon to capture Trainer Pokemon in order to change them, and when he can't capture, he kills.

OOC: Everyone who I haven't already PM'd, welcome to the RP. You are all approved and may begin RPing as soon as possible (F.Y.I, anyone else who signs up is automatically approved unless told otherwise)

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The firball had wrecked total havock on the buildings nearby. Scorch marks stretched all along the brick and concreted walls to either side of him, and he was amazed that he didn't look the same way after something like that. Trilroy had only but a moment to recooperate, as he knew that the longer he stayed sitting in that position, in that place, the more vulnerable he was to further attack. And after he had gathered himself, taking a deep breath, he got up and quickly (but casually) walked away from the incident.

The Fire Dept. passed him as he walked by, their loud yells to those behind them and clammering hastiness revealed to him that this was a great shock to everyone involved. Apparantly, Phenac had never been attacked like this before. And as he looked on, he noticed that it was an all human Fire Dept...no pokemon, not even water types, were present. Luckily for the city, he surmised, that the fireball didn't linger all over the place. Otherwise, the entire area could have been engulfed in a roaring inferno.

"Watch where you're going!" A fireman yelled at him as he and Trilroy ran into eachother. The latter, not paying attention, fell to the ground as the fireman clammered over him and ran towards the scene of the attack.

"Sorry!" Trilroy called back, sitting down as if it were a futile effort to get up in all the commotion. Instead, he just waited it out.

Sitting there, he looked to his left and right, and wave after wave of fireman came. Was there really a need for all these people? There wasn't any fire...then again, in a desert city like Phenac, any fire was a huge issue. Sighing, Trilroy put his arms to the ground behind him and he leaned back. Something wasn't right with all of this, but he couldn't place is finger on it. Was it all the people? Was it the fact that the previous meeting spot had just been blown up? No, that wasn't it. Not that he didn't care, but he didn't even know the place...he was just there on business...no, it had to be something else...

Then all of sudden, he realized what it was. He reached for his pockets...they were empty. Where were his pokeballs?! He frantically searched for them, and thankfully, he found them not even a few feet from where he had fallen. Getting up from his butt and onto his knees, and casually crawled over to them and picked them up, thankful that they hadn't rolled off somewhere.

"Dammit guys, don't do that to me..." He said quietly, smiling.

His eyes closed in a grin...he ddin't realize until he opened them and turned his head, that the fireman who he had ran into a few seconds before was now staring at him. It took a moment for Trilroy to register, but finally he realized. The pokeballs were in plain sight in his hands. The fireman must have been watching the entire time. His eyes wide with fear, Trilroy stared back at the man. Shaking his head 'no', he silently pleaded with the man so that no one else could know what was happening.

"Please, no!" Trilroy mouthed silently, to where only the one fireman could see.

At first, it looked like he was going to oblige. The man turned away slowly, keeping his eyes on Trilroy but still, looking as though he would leave. But then, for no apparant reason, it seemed as though he thought better against it. Turning back around to face him, he pulled out a radio from his holster. And to the dismay of Trilroy, he called out for his comrades.

"You're not gonna believe what I just found!"

Drazhar swooped up the uncovered black metallic box that lay deep in the dirt of the Trench he had dug. It had been a while since Cinnabar Island’s volcano had erupted and destroy the Pokémon mansion, but Drazhar, with the help and the money of the Keepers, had managed to fund and expedition to rediscover the building and obtain the backup data left behind on the Mewtwo project that had occurred there. To Keeper miners in the trench with Drazhar stared at the collector as he opened the black box. Inside and intact was a disk.
“HA, HA, HA. Finally the data is required, it’s only been a few months or so yet digging has been boring and there the fear of that rock blowing up again, but its all been worth it , and digging wasn’t that hard, all I did was sit in a deckchair and watch. I was making sure the old gym man didn’t interfere and in the end it was a success, now someone get me my PokeGear!” Drazhar spurn around on the spot and turned to the two Keepers and walked in their direction. He pushed one grunt straight onto the ground and tossed the now empty metal box at the other.
Obtaining his PokeGear back at the tent, he placed the data disc into his pocket and dial the number to a small lab he had. “I’m heading back to Orre now I have the Data required. Wish me luck.”

Daniel chuckled slightly at Rex's comment. "Naw, I'm not here to face Watson. I gotta head to Orre for some official buisness, it's kind of an emergency."

Clucky looked into the alleyway beside the gym to see a suspicious looking man muttering to himself. "Clucky, take a deep breath and just walk away, okay?" Clucky was very quick to anger, and very hasty. "Blaze-KEN!", she said.

Daniel checked his watch. "Oh no, I'm gonna be late for the plane! You know how it is, going through customs and what not. Nice talking to you." Daniel said to Rex awkwardly. Walking casually towards the airport and past the alleyway, he returned his Blaziken and Raichu to their Pokeballs, and sat down on the plane.

All of a sudden, the captain began walking towards Daniel "Sorry sir, but the radio signals from the Orre region are being jammed, we can't contact Phenac City for permission to land. We'll have to resort to another form of transport. It'll get you there faster, but it's extremely risky, which is why we don't normally use it."

"I can handle it!" said Daniel with confidence.

Then, a woman walked on board with an Abra levetating behind him. It was clear she was a psychic. "I was hoping you would say that..."

Daniel's entire world went black. When he woke up, he was in the desert, about twelve miles away from Phenac City according to the GPS on his Pokegear. "DAG NABBIT!" Daniel screamed. "Well, better get going..." He sent out his Pidgeot, Supafly, got on its back, and flew towards Phenac City. With Pidgeot's speed, it wouldn't take him more then a few minutes to get there.

"Be careful from here on out, the entire region of Orre is practically run by Keepers!" Daniel whispered, arriving at the city gates in his disguise.

"Godammit!" Trilroy yelled out loud as he ran through the city streets of Phenac. "FUCKIN GODAMMIT!"

Just a few moments before, he had done the stupidest thing anyone could have ever done in a place run by Keepers. A few moments ago, he had completely ruined his entire cover in the one region in the world where he could very well die in any corner. And, just a few moments ago, he had entered himself into something that he could never get himself out of...

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"You're not gonna believe what I just found!" the fireman said, barking gleefuly into his radio.

"You bastard!" Trilroy cried out, still on the ground.

"Turns out we got a Li..."

He couldn't complete his sentence. As he spoke into his radio, his mouth was swiftly and thoroughly silenced with a blinding hook from Duke. The hitmonchan, bottom half still in the form of white pokeball energy, appeared to attack from his capsule so quick that neither of the two men knew what was going on until it was too late. Before they knew it the fireman was on the ground, Duke was standing over his limp body, and Trilroy was busy gazing on in disbelief.

"What the hell are you doing?!" he screamed at his pokemon, garnering the attention of everyone in the vicinity.

Duke, unremourseful, slowly rose up and straightned himself out. Cocking his head to one side as he looked back at his trainer, he glared at Trilroy with a deathly look in his eye. As if to say, 'Do you even have to ask?'

As the citizens of Phenac crowded around, they started to gossip and hiss at the sight. To them, it was just another pokemon attacking a human, another justification for the takeover of the region at the hands of the Keepers. And as Trilroy looked on at the crowd, and the unceasing glare of his partner Duke, he finally came to a decision.

This wasn't just some job anymore. It wasn't a business. It wasn't even a game. This was a war. The Keepers weren't a crime synditcate, or a group. They were an evil that needed to be stopped. If it meant for Trilroy to take stand, he would. And if meant doing things that we never would do before, then he would. So what he finally decided on...it was far from his moral standard, and even farther from what he wanted. But in war, you have to do things you don't want to, and this...this was nessesary.

"Duke..." Trilroy said solumnly as the circle started to close in, and the poeple continued to burn and his. "FIRE PUNCH! GET RID OF THE EVIDENCE!"

Duke nodded, and with a solumn look of nessecity, charged a small inferno in his left arm...

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The details weren't important. The only thing one needed to know was that the crowd dispersed immediately. The body was gone. The Keepers would soon be on the lookout for a hitmonchan. And a seventeen year old boy was stuck in the middle of the headquarters of one of the greatest threats to Pokemon in the history of the world...

"ok bandersnatch, we're done here." Rex was riding his dodrio out of mauville when he saw a suspisious man behind the gym"...strange...whatever, I doubt it's anything I need to worry about." Rex said as he rode out of mauville via it's north exit. Bandersnatch stopped running when it say two trainers battling, "COME ON HAUNTER, USE SHADOW BALL!" said a male trainer, who's haunter shot a dark ball of energy from it's hand. "WOBBUFFETT, PROTECT YOURSELF WITH MIRROR COAT!" said a young female trainer, who's wobbuffet glowed as the haunter's shadow ball hit it, reflecting the ball back at the haunter, the haunter fainted after being hit, "HOORAY, I WON!" said the girl, the boy walked up to her, gave her the prize money and left, he obviously was unhappy about the battle's outcome, but he just walked back to mauville . "Hey mister, can I battle you?" the girl asked Rex, "sorry kid, but I'm not a trainer." replied Rex. "Then why do you have such a strong looking pokemon?" the girl asked, "it's a compainion, I don't use it to fight, just as transportation and a friend." Rex told the girl. "you don't have any friends?" the rude little girl asked Rex, "I have to leave, please go away." Rex told the girl. "ok ok, you big meanie." the girl said to Rex, "what a rude kid!" Rex said as he rode away from the girl and toward the desert.

Daniel flew up over Phenac City. Hovering in the air, him and Supafly looked around for what could be causing the disturbance in radio signals. It was a search and destroy mission. All he could see was a crowd of people, huddeled around a burning object.

"Probably those damn Pokenazis burning another poor Pokemon." Daniel said spitefully. Before he could do anything, the body was nothing but ashes, but not in the shape of a Pokemon, it was that of a human's! The people had disbanded, and a teenager and his Pokemon were left, running through the streets, cursing like a maniac. "Judgeing by his voice, I'm guessing he's the one who called us, but what we need to worry about is the jammed radio signals. If he could get inside the base, he'd be able to stop the disturbances.

He and Supafly flew towards the ground and landed in an alleyway. Daniel reached out and grabbed Trilroy by the sleeve and covered his mouth with his hand. "Get in here you idiot! If the Keepers hear you shouting like that, they'll be all over your sorry @$$ in no time flat!"

Daniel took a deep breath to calm himself down. "Look, I'm Daniel. We talked over the phone a while ago. Were you expecting someone older? Whether you choose to trust me or not is up to you, but it's probably your best chance at survival. There isn't a single Link in the world who's stealthier then me."

"I have a plan that we could not only use to kill the signal jammer, but even tell the people of Orre what the Keepers are doing to their society. If that's not enough motivation for you, then maybe my Blaziken's fists are."

Daniel took his hand off Trilroy's mouth. "So, what's it gonna be, eh? Keep in mind that the sh** you are currently in could not possibly get any deeper."

"I told you, I don't know who sent out the transmission." The young Link was quivering in fear. He hadn't seen anyone as brutal as the man in front of him right now.

"I'm actually kind of glad you said that," Jesse chuckled as he glared over towards his Buneary. Punpun slash, if you would. He thought.

Punpun jumped at the boy wrapping his legs around the Link's neck and jabbing his claws through the boy's shoulder.

"Ahh!" the boy choked as he fell against the boat's wall.

Jesse walked over to the boy and crouched down to his eye level. "Now come on, don't be like that. Punpun, doesn't like it when you scream."

"I... swear..." the boy started. "I don't know who sent the call out."

"Fine, you obviously don't know anything," Jesse murmured. Knock him out. He told Punpun.

Punpun bashed his head into the boys, rending him unconscious.

"Hey!" Jesse called out to the boat's hallway.

In walked two grunts in Team Rocket Uniforms. "Yes, boss?"

"Prep this kid for Personality Reallocation," Jesse responded.

The two grunts grabbed the boy and carried him out of the small storage room.

"What about his Pokemon, master?" His Punpun asked.

Jesse looked down at the near-dead Lotad that belonged to the intruder. He went over to its Pokeball and called it back. "Bring this to the Doctor. Prep it for Experimentation. Whatever the Doctor sees fit."

Punpun bounced off, Pokeball in hand.

"Now then, the voice said to come to Orre." Jesse thought aloud to himself. He walked through the ship to the helm. He walked over to the captain and directed, "We're turning this ship around. We're taking the S.S. Anne to Orre."

"You got it," the captain confirmed.

Jesse looked out into the ocean through the windows. It reminded him of Jack. Wait I don't know a Jack. He started to think before he shook it off. It's just my imagination. He told himself.