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Maurice Audition - AngelZoneOCT
Maurice woke to his phone going off. Of course it’s work. How I hate waking to that ringtone. He groaned and pushed himself up in bed to check the time.
“Nine o’clock? They let me sleep for once. Alright, alright. Hello?”
“Good morning, Maurice. I hope you had a restful night.”
“Hello Mór, I’m going to be glad I got that rest soon, aren’t I?”
“Most likely. You’ve been chosen for a rather dangerous mission. We’d like you to meet us downtown at Doug’s Doughnuts and Deli.”
“…why there?”
“The mission…instigator is there. We had to quarantine the area temporarily. Please be prompt. We’ll provide you breakfast.”
She hung up before he could reply. He dropped the phone onto his sheets and rubbed at his eyes. So much for this vacation.
He hauled himself out of bed and down the stairs to take a fast shower. He savored the hot water, fully aware he
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Maurice Pruitt - AngelZoneOCT Character Ref
Name: Maurice Pruitt
Age: 38
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Magical Knight
Height: 6’ 0”
Appearance: Maurice is a black man, six feet tall and broad in the shoulders and chest. His hair falls to his shoulders in dark brown corkscrew coils. His civilian clothes (less important for reference, just a glimpse, I guess) are a plain gray t-shirt, jeans, and sturdy work boots. He also wears a dark green puffer vest, like the one in Back to the Future. In this appearance he also has a simple straight sword and a wooden circle shield, sheath sticking over the left shoulder. He holds swords in his right hand and shields in his left.
His main combat form is deep blue plate armor, from shoulders to toe. There is no helmet. Again a sheath pokes above his left shoulder. The sword is a double-sided blade extending three feet from a plain cross guard. He carries a shield, his greatest tool in his left arm. A kite shield, abou
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Csilla - Character Ref
Full Name: Csilla Halmi  (combined, her name basically translates to Star on the Hill)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Age: 27
Height: 5’4” or ~163 cm
Weight: 155 lbs or 70 kg
Appearance: Csilla is a black woman with very dark skin. She has slight muscle definition from visiting a gym two times a week. She also goes running and so keeps trim. She has short, styled brown hair that likes to stick up strangely if she sleeps on it without showering. She's actually allergic to most makeup. This caused her to hate it and hasn't worn any since middle school. She has brown eyes and is wearing contacts. They're almost at the point she'll need to change them out. Good thing she's got simple wire frame oval glasses in a case in her purse.
Outfit: Csilla is currently wearing her work clothes. Fancy yellow shirt, black pants, and slightly dressy red flat shoes. She’s got her purse with her, filled with average
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Fight by the Sea AoM - Round 1
The world faded into view and Glacis took her first look at her new location. The stone floor of the chamber she’d been in was now a completely different composition and not even under her feet. She was in a small, circular room with only one exit to provide light into the enclosure.
“I’ll have to remember to figure out which elements are used in that transportation spell, that could be useful. Clearly it wasn’t just one element. Ah, well, let’s see where I am.”
She left the room and followed a narrow hallway for a short while before it opened up into a decently sized grotto. Her pathway and one mirroring it descended along the outside walls where they extended out to meet a stone walkway rising out of the water. Laid out like a wheel, the stone protrusion was connected to a hub pillar in the center by four arcing bridges. At the center of this pillar was a brightly burning brazier. Glacis thought she could feel its heat from where she stood, but rea
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All for Dome, Dome for All - Round 5
Pike and Billy spoke with Avidan for a while. Avidan was nice and the things he talked about were expanding their view of the Domers in general. In a lull of conversation the three heard pounding footsteps and then six people stormed into the room brandishing huge wrenches and hammers and pliers and things. The one in front shouted at them.
“You Outers better let our friend go, or we’ll let you have it!”
Rather brave, considering Billy was in the room. Even sitting he made the room feel smaller. Before Billy or Pike could react, both who sat stunned at the entrance, Avidan leaned back in his chair without worry, arms behind his head.
“I didn’t realize we were friends, Leto. As I recall, you’ve had it out for me ever since I got the beacon job before you.” Leto flushed brightly and scowled as he lowered his makeshift weapon to point at Avidan.
“Shut up, that job should have been mine and you know it.” Another Domer spoke up, tapping
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OC Love List Meme
1.Libralma
2.Thia
1. First question, who are you?
I’m Libralma. I’m an elven woman.
2. Now who is your partner?
My, uh, partner, is Thia, the very pretty human woman over there.
3. The fun part now! What was your first impression of your partner?
I wondered how a scrawny thing like her was going to be of any help in a fight. And then she had to go and magically blast the one goblin I didn’t see that was going to take a chunk out of my neck with an axe.
4. Now what is your current thought of your partner?
She has strength I can’t see or understand, and she’s so smart. Did I mention pretty earlier? I think I did, but I’ll say it now too. I love being around her, and she’s just so kind, despite what life threw at her.
5.If your relationship doesn't work out, do you think you two can still be friends?
I don’t think we have to worry about it not working out, don’t tell anyone, but…nah, secr
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Exploration - Round 4
The night sky was full of stars, but no moon. It was the ideal time for Pike to remove her goggles, improving her vision in general and allowing her peripheral vision to make a comeback. She tore them off her face with an exaggerated sigh. Like stretching after a long nap, the act left her feeling content in a way she hadn’t felt since before leaving home for the contest. It’s so nice to not have these pressing against my face.
She’d been watching the Dome for a while from relative cover, searching for security patrols. In that time she’d seen and heard nothing. Not a trace of drones to mar the unbroken sky. Their absence was infuriatingly suspicious. She grit her teeth at it, but she’d have to risk it.
Pike moved with incredibly clumsy stealth across the intervening ground between her hiding spot and the wall. She reached it alive and so counted it as good fortune.
She sidled along the wall until she found the exhaust vent she’d watched all d
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Fog - Round 3
“There, there! Keep going!”
“Where?”
“There! The dump truck! Climb into it!”
“I’m not climbing into trash and filth!” A shove onto a ladder left her little choice.
“They were used for construction, not garbage. Shut up and get in there!” A boot connected with a snapping muzzle. It snarled at her, undeterred, but it was enough time to climb after the other woman. She’s stopped when her head collided with a butt.
The butt shrieked.
“Ah! Stop that! It’s me! Why haven’t you gotten in?”
“It’s a sizable drop, I might break my legs.”
“Get in already!”
“My bones fracture easily! It’s a miracle they didn’t break from all that running!” Pike sighed and pushed on the butt above her.
“Fine. Move over.” She scooted to the side, keeping her balance on the edge with her legs dangling inside.
Pike clambered inside, mumbling to herself about f
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Hallucinations - Round 2 (Unfinished)
“Pike…”
Her eyes felt heavy under her goggles. She struggled to raise her eyelids.
“Pike…”
“Who is…calling me? Who are you?” Her eyelids moved and a shadowy figure reached for her. It retracted its arm and backed away before touching her. Confused and hazy, Pike tried to reach after it, only for her eyes to snap fully open as her arm refused to move. There was no one standing before her. Realizing she was lying down, she lifted her head to look at her left arm.
Thank goodness, it’s not paralyzed, just tied down.
More troubling was the patch of dried blood at her elbow. She shouldn’t have lost that much blood and still be alive. The right was clean, but just as strapped down as the left. Each was held in place by a brown strap with a bronze-colored buckle. If she strained the straps gave a little, but they were secured to the table and her arms would break before they would. They’d also taken her tool belt.
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Pike's Fun(?)house - Round 1
Pike stood next to her opponent before the entrance of an old-style funhouse. The wooden archway was painted to resemble the gaping maw of a laughing clown. The once white face paint is now an ashen color. The wood behind one of his eyes has rotted and fallen out, leaving it sunken and hollow looking.
“Funhouse?” scoffed Pike. “How did the people of old see this as anything but terrifying?” She shook her head and rubbed her goosebump covered arms. Whelk tried to appear aloof, but his unwillingness to look directly at the entrance betrayed how disturbed he was. He pointed to the words spelled out across the clown’s teeth.
“Can you read? What does that say?” She squinted to see the words through her lenses.
“It says ‘Uncle Phil’s Funhouse.’ Whose uncle? That’s weird.” He shook his head.
They’d both shown up to this location as they were told, just before dusk. Pike had recoiled at the shadows the building
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Let Me In - Pike
Character’s Name: Pike
Age: 32
Gender:  Female
Clan:  She grew up with her family among the Nomads, but joined the Socratics at 19 when she became fascinated by machines.
Genetic Deficiency or Mutation:  Pike has had a growing sensitivity to light all her life. Bright light, which for her is almost all light, causes her great pain. She either must find something to cover her eyes or a dark place to hide. At first she could handle being in broad daylight without protection, but then needed at least a head covering. Now she’s downgraded to having some sort of shades over her eyes in any kind of light. She wears goggles with lenses made from a welding mask. Unfortunately, goggles being what they are, means that Pike has no peripheral vision in light. At night she’s just fine though if not around torches or fires.
She also has hemophilia, causing her great issue if she begins to bleed. Since an incident in her childhood wh
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NOCT2 R5 With the Fanged Spirit vs Dialga
Jack had been preparing for his next match when Celebi’s message hit him on a psychic wavelength. His mind reeled at the implications and he fell to the ground from both shock and the mental intrusion.
Dory pulled him upright as he realized the murder they’d done, for nothing. There had never been a reason for everyone here to struggle and lose so much. Dialga had ruined their lives for his own sick purposes.
He turned to his Pokémon, who were all looking expectantly.
“Did all of you hear that?” A nod from each. “Then how about we go show Dialga what it’s like to be in a fight you didn’t want? Let’s make him fight for his life.” He turned and ran for the arena, his friends behind him.
He entered from the stadium seats, the battleground below him. The other trainers and their Pokémon were charging in too. Everyone wanted a piece of their tormentor. With a small army arrayed against him, Dialga started looking small himself.
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Post R4 Extra
Jack was back in his empty vendor’s hallway, digging through his bag. His Pokémon were resting nearby, Portent and Dory recovering from their last battle. It had taken three hours, but three hours well spent to massage the lingering electricity from Portent’s muscles.
The Absol was relaxing now, but Jack had seen the sorrow in her eyes after she’d killed a second time. A second friendship she’d ended with her horn. The Night Slash had only meant to be a warning to push the Froslass back so she and Dory could focus on the Lopunny. However, the Icy-type had bravely stood her ground, determined to help her teammate. Such courage had cost her life.
Watching a Ghost-type die was haunting. There’s no blood, no corpse. They just sort of…fade away. This one faded from the wound outward, disappearing slowly from her chest up and down. That there was not even a body that could be buried had left Jack feeling hollow. Detached, he hardly noticed when his op
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NOCT2 R4 Vs. Aki
Jack couldn’t help airing his grievance out loud for once.
“Of course we got this arena this round instead of the next one. You know, when Ayessel and Lumi would have been awesome at it. And we still can’t use Dig.” Dory and Portent game him a mildly offended look.
“Sorry, but you two aren’t the most agile when it comes to multi-level terrain. You know that. If this were a cliff face, I wouldn’t worry about you Portent. You’re nimble enough to jump from perch to perch without trouble. But these huge gaps…”
He trailed off as he surveyed the battlefield again. He had some ideas, but they’d only really work if his Pokémon stuck together. This arena and the challenges of a double battle were going to make that difficult. Movement at the far end drew his attention to his just arriving opponent.
I’ve got to stop showing up so early. They’re going to think I’m eager for this kind of fight.
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NOCT2 S2 - Sylvia/Dylan vs Kishi/Miru
Sylvia’s first reaction to finding out their opponent was a grass-type was to use the word ‘crap’ a lot. Then she realized it was just a Budew. Her fear diminished only slightly. Here was Dylan’s one type disadvantage, and Sylvia was terrified.
She nearly backed out of her promise to Dylan, but had no choice when he walked onto the sand before she could say anything. Dylan still had bandages wrapped tightly around his arms and Sylvia was grateful for it. The grains of sand would have aggravated his wounds and made it difficult to fight.
He stood proudly now, his reluctance to fight from the first battle gone, even bellowing a challenge at the diminutive plant. Sylvia had never seen him like this. Their shared mortality must have awoken his spirit. She’d have to focus and share his new serious nature.
“Dylan, let’s try to end this quickly. Ice Punch!”
“Sunny Day!” came the command from the opposite end of the field. Both traine
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Maurice woke to his phone going off. Of course it’s work. How I hate waking to that ringtone. He groaned and pushed himself up in bed to check the time.

“Nine o’clock? They let me sleep for once. Alright, alright. Hello?”

“Good morning, Maurice. I hope you had a restful night.”

“Hello Mór, I’m going to be glad I got that rest soon, aren’t I?”

“Most likely. You’ve been chosen for a rather dangerous mission. We’d like you to meet us downtown at Doug’s Doughnuts and Deli.”

“…why there?”

“The mission…instigator is there. We had to quarantine the area temporarily. Please be prompt. We’ll provide you breakfast.”

She hung up before he could reply. He dropped the phone onto his sheets and rubbed at his eyes. So much for this vacation.

He hauled himself out of bed and down the stairs to take a fast shower. He savored the hot water, fully aware he could be missing it for a while. He dressed quickly and grabbed some essentials.

Maurice paused at the door with a snap of his fingers. “Almost forgot.” He ran back upstairs and rapped on his son’s door.

“Aaron? I need to leave for work. I don’t know when I’ll be back, so it’s probably best if you stay with your mother for a while.” There was no response. “Aaron? You need to let me know you understand or I’m coming in to repeat myself and I know you’re not alone in there.” Almost instantly feet padded along the room’s interior and the door opened to reveal a shirtless teenager.

Aaron rubbed sleep out of his eyes as he looked up to his even taller father. Maurice could see a second shape in the bed shift from the sudden disturbance. His son reclaimed his attention.

“I heard, I just wasn’t fully awake yet. No idea about return date?”

“Nope, just got a call this morning that I’ll be heading out, didn’t give me any details.” Aaron nodded around a yawn, trying to keep his eyes open. “So you two should get out of here before too late. Don’t forget to lock up, okay? You need anything before I go?”

“I dunno, cash for lunch, maybe?” Maurice rolled his eyes but pulled out his wallet. Money wasn’t likely to do him much good anyway. He pushed a twenty into the teen’s hand.

“That’s all I’ve got. Gotta run. I love you, son.”

He pulled Aaron’s head forward to kiss his scalp and backed away before he could belatedly swat at him. A mumbled ‘love you, too’ and a shut door sent Maurice on his way.




The entire street corner was blocked off. Others from his organization had put out cones and caution tape to block off the unaware. The sentry nodded at him as he headed for the entrance, and Maurice returned the gesture.

Mór turned as his entrance triggered an old-fashioned bell above the door.

“Thank you for coming on short notice. I know you were supposed to be on vacation. If this wasn’t time sensitive, we would have called someone further out for this mission.” He waved it off.

“I understand how it goes. Just show me what this is. I’m assuming it’s whatever is glowing over there.”

“You assume correctly.”

In the center of several disturbed and overturned chairs and tables floated a five pointed star. He blinked as the figure seemed to be out of phase with reality. No matter which angle he looked at it, the five pointed star remained facing him. It was rather disturbing to watch. Without taking his eyes off it he spoke over his shoulder to Mór.

“I’m assuming the quarantine because everyone could see it?”

“Yes. It seemed to slam down from the ceiling without breaking through it with a flash. People went running before most could get a good look at it. Your mission partner was passing by when the incident happened. He rushed inside, expecting a monster or the like, only to be confronted with that thing.”

“I was wondering if I’d be working solo. Who found it?”

She wasn’t given the opportunity to answer when his partner emerged from the building’s kitchen, an éclair in his hand. Maurice’s eyes widened in surprise. This man was one of the strongest Nexus in the organization, members whose skills were entirely composed of magical might. He was slim and dressed in casual clothes, though Maurice could see a magical focus sticking out from an inner pocket of his jacket.

“Egilhard? What were you doing just passing by? You don’t live in this area, do you?” Egilhard smirked and sucked cream off a finger.

“My niece lives here. I’ve been visiting her for the last week. Maurice Pruitt, right? I’ve heard some good things about you.” Maurice was slightly speechless at the compliment, but managed to thank the man. Mór brought them back on topic.

“Would you fill Maurice in on what occurred after you confronted the aberration?” Egilhard nodded and began pacing as he explained.

“When I approached the star a hologram was projected above it. A woman with angel-like wings-“

“Oh great, angels.” Maurice interrupted. Egilhard shot him a look. “Sorry, please continue.”

“Anyway, she introduced herself as Doctor Ametsuchi, the creator of magic and researcher of the universe. It was not a communication, merely a recording and it continued immediately. She offered me the chance to choose my own destiny, but that there was a trial to overcome before I could be granted this gift. She warned that the odds at returning were low, but that I could bring one other with me to help in this endeavor. To accept her offer, we’ll have to touch the star at the same time.” Maurice furrowed his brow.

“Why is this worth our time? Besides not letting a civilian be dragged into a dangerous situation, is this really the organization’s concern?” Mór stepped up next to Egilhard to respond.

“It is the organization’s opinion that we compete as to keep…unsavory types from achieving this gift. Consider some of the villains you’ve faced, would you want them choosing to become immortal? You’ll be going in to prevent others from gaining that kind of ability. We’ve prepared you a disguise, of sorts.”

She produced from a pocket a small bag. Maurice could see the magic swarming it. Though the bag fit easily in her palm, she pulled out a circular shield that had to have been a foot across, followed by a three foot straight sword in its sheath. She handed the arms to Maurice who took them and equipped them with practiced ease.

“These are decent. I can see they both have durability spells on them, but why do I have these when my transformation gives me better weapons?” Mór crossed her arms at him.

“As I said, they’re a sort of disguise. Until you really need it, you’re to keep your true strength a secret. You’ll wear these as part of your civilian role. They should suffice for a while. Does that satisfy you?” He nodded his understanding. “Then, if there aren’t any other questions, we should feed you and you two will be sent on your way.”

The sound of shattering glass drew their attention away from thoughts of food. Through the deli’s front window burst a scaly beast. Maurice could see the startled sentries outside. They’d clearly been caught off guard. Covered in spikes and teeth and claws, the reptilian Giessord paused at the sight of the three of them. Maurice could guess what it was here for.

Giessord teeth and claws could draw blood and do real damage, though most of them were ethereal and used to acquire their true diet. Instead of meat, a Giessord eats destiny. They will rip the most important moments of your to-be-life and consume it. They usually only go after solitary targets because despite their thorniness and their crocodilian size and shape, they are poor combatants, preferring sneak attacks.

It must have smelled the star and the destiny simply oozing out of it and made a beeline for it. But it wasn’t counting on us standing between it.

Mór wasn’t a top ranked specialist like Egilhard, but the creature had a fight coming, one it would lose. It seemed to realize it had burst into a room full of trouble and decided to try simply skirting the threat of violence. It slipped between Mór and Egilhard and thrashed for the star, hoping the strength it bestowed would be enough to survive this encounter.

Maurice stepped between the creature and the star and raised his (rather puny) shield to intercept. The Giessord didn’t pause and instead tried to go around him. In its clumsy efforts, its powerful tail lashed out and struck Maurice across his torso. Unprepared for the unexpected attack, Maurice was thrown back and directly into the floating star.




A flash of light later (that lasted much longer than Maurice thought it should) he landed with a thud on his back hard enough to knock the wind out of him. He could feel grass beneath him, but he took the time for his breath to come back before rising and looking around.

A flash to his left startled him before he can really take in the view. On the back of his left shoulder a bight glow pierced his shirt and vest. He pulled them back to reveal another five-pointed star emblazoned on his skin.

“Okay…” And then he got his first real look at the surrounding landscape.

The first thing he noticed was the green. Really, lots of green. It was quite the contrast to the city he’d just come from. He was in some sort of meadow or prairie. It was flat until the mountains in the distance darted upward. Before them he could see trees in large copses, probably entire woods. As he turned to continue taking in the view he realized he wasn’t alone.

Approaching him was a humanoid draped in a large cloak. She appeared to be female, though he knew better than to make assumptions. Large fox ears crowned her head and he could see a bushy tail slowly sweeping from side to side. Her gait was too confident for her direction to be anything but intentional. She’d known he would be here.

Maybe they could get some answers from her…and Maurice suddenly realized Egilhard hadn’t grabbed the star with him. He was on his own. He muttered to himself.

“Guess I’m not getting the breakfast or backup I was promised.”
Maurice Audition - AngelZoneOCT
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I'm getting it in barely under the wire, so let's hope it does well. I really like working with Maurice and I hope I get to work with him more.
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Name: Maurice Pruitt

Age: 38

Species: Human

Sexuality: Bisexual

Occupation: Magical Knight

Height: 6’ 0”

Appearance: Maurice is a black man, six feet tall and broad in the shoulders and chest. His hair falls to his shoulders in dark brown corkscrew coils. His civilian clothes (less important for reference, just a glimpse, I guess) are a plain gray t-shirt, jeans, and sturdy work boots. He also wears a dark green puffer vest, like the one in Back to the Future. In this appearance he also has a simple straight sword and a wooden circle shield, sheath sticking over the left shoulder. He holds swords in his right hand and shields in his left.

His main combat form is deep blue plate armor, from shoulders to toe. There is no helmet. Again a sheath pokes above his left shoulder. The sword is a double-sided blade extending three feet from a plain cross guard. He carries a shield, his greatest tool in his left arm. A kite shield, about two feet from top to bottom. The face is black and has a white castle tower centered on it.

Likes: Helping those in need, self-sacrificing characters (a little too much), men and women and…people, really. Ice cream.

Dislikes: Being mistaken for evil (due to humans not commonly having magic), having the attention of beings stronger than him. Angels and Demons, both have a tendency to attack him on sight. What ice cream does to his digestive system.

Strengths: Sword work, defensive fighting and magics, halting advances, high moral code – will not strike a defenseless or surrendered target (but knows that’s not always a constant state)

Weaknesses: Will not give up protecting, even at great personal risk. Lactose intolerant. Needs to ‘transform’ in order to get equipment (though skill helps when he is ‘gear-less.’ Not great at any magical skill except for defensive. Is mostly magicless outside his armor. Has no ranged weaponry or magical abilities.

Abilities: Maurice is a master swordsman. If given a sword, he can wield it. He has middling skill with other weapons, and has no experience with ranged weapons. He has terrible aim. Even outside his armor, he is a formidable opponent in melee combat.

His shield provides him with a vast array of abilities, many of which pair with his armor. The armor has the passive ability to protect the wearer from spells cast on an area or a group. Since these aren’t specifically aimed at Maurice, they are diffused, being weaker per person. He’d be more susceptible to these kinds of spells outside his armor.

The armor is also useful against targeted spells. It won’t disperse the attack entirely, but helps resist them. This is, of course, dependent on the spell’s strength and also the strength of the caster. Most commonly though, the wearer will need to fuel the defensive capabilities with their will to make them stronger or to cast their own defensive spells.

The shield is similar, but is strongest against targeted attacks the caster is aware of and can block. Maurice is capable of creating energy shields at varying sizes and shapes, each requiring different amounts of energy. This includes walls, extensions to his shield and armor, and the good old fashioned bubble shield. Most of these energy shields steal kinetic energy, halting physical attacks, though they are useful for deflecting magical attacks as well. The kinetic energy is turned into other types of energy, usually light that flashes through the shield, gaining brightness the stronger the attack.

However, he is poor at casting magical attacks, preferring to use his sword. The closest he gets is a spell that pulls an opponent’s attention to him, basically pulling aggro. This said, his magical defenses are superb, and he can still do with ease the spells used to teach apprentices to access their magic. He can make light and create a fire starting spark, can increase his vision and hearing (though these come with the downside of potentially being too sensitive if still active). These he can do with or without his armor, but anything more strenuous requires his suit or shield as a focus.

Maurice also makes excellent chicken parmesan.

Personality: Maurice loves to laugh at his son’s jokes, and those of his friends, but is otherwise a sober man. He gets jokes (slowly sometimes), but refrains from telling them, as he gets nervous and ruins the delivery. He’s not unhappy or upset or mean, just has a neutral expression unless an emotion explodes past its natural limits. Usually great joy or fear or rage.

He dislikes waking before he’s ready. His body has gotten used to waking up and he’s ready to go, but wake him up early and he’ll be sluggish and irritable for the next hour. Expect a lot of exaggerated sighs.

If he feels threatened, Maurice’s stance will change to one ready for a fight, whether he’s wearing armor or not. If he feels you’re threatening anyone he considers family, he’s not waiting. The fight is coming to you.

He’s confident in a fight, of his magic and his skills, but when it comes being a father, he’s always second guessing himself. Is he around enough? Is he reliable? His son and his son’s mother would answer yes, but this uncertainty makes him strive to be better. It makes him better at his job, too, as one determination flows into the other.

Bio: Maurice has been a member of a quiet organization spanning his world for twelve years, keeping the population safe from magical or supernatural threats. A Filter exists that keeps the majority of people from seeing or even perceiving, these threats or anything magical. It keeps them safe from seeing things they can’t comprehend or are unprepared for. Maurice’s job as a Magical Knight is to hunt down threats and put an end to them. His only regret is the job often leaves him far from home, unable to be the father he thinks he needs to be, despite his son, Aaron, and Aaron’s mother disagreeing. Both see him as the hard-working, reliable, supportive father he is. Aaron’s romantic partners would appreciate it if Maurice was gone more often than he is truly is.

A Magical Knight wears sturdy armor and wields a weapon and commonly a shield, though some go without one. All armor is magical, and is summoned through a transformation pose. Unfortunately this means that if a Knight is attacked sans armor, they must summon it mid-battle. Not the easiest task. Each Knight creates their own armor to their own fighting and magical style. Maurice has crafted his to work defensively, allowing him several unique abilities and makes him a difficult opponent to crack. His transformation pose is a bow at the waist with his feet together, right hand clenched lightly on his stomach and his left resting loosely on his back, palm out. A white flame flashes over his body and when it disperses after a moment he’s bedecked in deep blue armor, runes engraved into its surface. A long sword is held in his right hand and a metal kite shield is now strapped to his other hand. A sheath for the sword can be seen on his back jutting above his left shoulder.

He wasn’t hired to fight because of peaceful times. He’s fought undead creatures, demons, angels, vampires, werewolves, creatures humans haven’t named because they didn’t know of their existence. Every fight has strengthened his resolve to protect the world, just as his skills are strengthened. Most of the time he’ll be part of a team taking on problems, but he’s no slouch on his own. He’s at his most powerful when he’s defending a position or a target, standing firm until allies have escaped or until help arrives. He’s been called selfless, but also a glory hound by those who view him less favorably.

A member of his organization was sent an invitation, and after hearing the message the organization decided to send a team of two to investigate, uncomfortable with the idea of any one individual being in complete control of their fate. Maurice was recruited to be one half of this team, heavy support for a Nexus, an entirely magic based member of the organization. His skills put him high on the list for choices, the fact that he lived five blocks from the invitation’s location moved him to the top. With his skill and with backup, what could go wrong?
Maurice Pruitt - AngelZoneOCT Character Ref
Say hello to Maurice, everyone. I finally got him 'done.' We'll see if he stays a character in all of this.

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Artwork done by :iconmacabreaustererelume:  Much thanks for their patience.
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Full Name: Csilla Halmi  (combined, her name basically translates to Star on the Hill)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Lesbian

Age: 27

Height: 5’4” or ~163 cm

Weight: 155 lbs or 70 kg

Appearance: Csilla is a black woman with very dark skin. She has slight muscle definition from visiting a gym two times a week. She also goes running and so keeps trim. She has short, styled brown hair that likes to stick up strangely if she sleeps on it without showering. She's actually allergic to most makeup. This caused her to hate it and hasn't worn any since middle school. She has brown eyes and is wearing contacts. They're almost at the point she'll need to change them out. Good thing she's got simple wire frame oval glasses in a case in her purse.

Outfit: Csilla is currently wearing her work clothes. Fancy yellow shirt, black pants, and slightly dressy red flat shoes. She’s got her purse with her, filled with average purse things. You know, cell phone, keys, there’s a granola bar or two in there, maybe a water bottle, a tazer, lots of lint, you know, regular things.

Likes: Biology, nature, pizza at 3am, finally getting off of work, pretty girls she can get wrapped up in a conversation with until they need pizza at 3am.

Dislikes: Double shifts, ultimately the city (even though she moved there when her friend asked), bad tippers, and feeling afraid (it sets her anxiety to eleven and makes her angry at herself for being afraid)

Personality: A lot depends on the circumstance. She’s very good at reading situations and her own mood. She’s wary, not quick to trust, but will gladly take a risk for those she trusts and loves. She’s honest, but not to a fault. She’ll lie if telling the truth seems dangerous or won’t actually benefit anyone. While she’s not the most observant person, especially about the obvious, once she focuses on something she’ll notice everything that might be related to it. She tends to become hyper focused on problems she thinks needs solving. If it’s a matter of biology, her curiosity may overwrite her instincts to run from danger. She’s simply too interested in the field.

Csilla can tune out people’s need for sympathy, not intentionally, but sometimes she’s not that receptive to it. She’s loyal until she’s under extreme stress, and she’ll give out information immediately, just to make it stop. She’ll always feel guilty about this, but can’t help feeling relieved. She always wants to help those in trouble, but usually finds herself unable to do so because of lack of means. She tends to express her positive emotions more frequently, usually locking her negative ones away so she’s the only one to know about them. But…there’s only so much stress one psyche can take, and the emotional dam will buckle.

Best Feeling: Finally figuring out an answer to a problem that’s been bugging her for months. Either that or waking up being the little spoon.

Worst Fear: She fears losing everything she’s worked toward. The world is an uncertain place, and it’s not exactly kind to people like her.

Occupation: Works at a restaurant, usually working closing shifts. Not exactly what she wants to be doing, but working at Terrabloom as a full time waitress pays the bills while she tries to find a job more suiting her. She’d much rather put her biology degree to work.

Back story: Not much of a back story for a normal girl. She grew up loving nature and trying to figure things out as she discovered more. She was always covered in dirt from chasing animals unsuccessfully or digging up plants.

She has two older sisters, each a bit older than her. They were gone at college as she entered high school. And they were also the first ones she told about being gay. Their only response was to ask, ‘Who’s the lucky girl?’ Teasing aside, they accepted her and kept on like nothing had changed.

Unfortunately, due to some rather hateful remarks from her parents, her sisters were the only family members she told. Meeting up with them is awkward now. They keep asking about boys. Ugh.

She entered college and excelled in biology courses, earning top marks in them. She was always excited to learn more, disgusting her less studious dorm mates by researching things outside of class work. She graduated with honors, and found that getting a job in her field was difficult without the years of experience all those hiring seemed to want. A friend from college needed a roommate when she moved to the city and Csilla was her first choice. Csilla leapt at the chance, eager to escape her parents’ house and what she saw as a dark place for her.

Once in her new apartment, Csilla quickly realized any money she’d had saved up was going to vanish quickly. She went out looking for work and found Terrabloom. The name stuck out to her, and apparently she stuck out from many waitress applicants. Liselot Faucheux hired her nearly on the spot and while it wasn’t exactly exciting, Csilla was glad for the work.

Several years later, and several rejected resumes to labs, Csilla still works at Terrabloom and feels worn down. She’s recently begun dating a girl she met while out with her friends, but it’s hardly serious yet. While this is a bright spot, Csilla wonders if things are going to take a turn for the better any time soon.

Weapons: Living in the city has taught her caution, mostly out of paranoid thoughts late at night. She has a fair sized can of mace on her car keys, and a taser in her purse. Neither have a lot of uses before they become hunks of metal, but they might be of use for a little while. She also happened to be holding onto a powerful weapon as she was brought to the Woods, her mighty Death Frisbee! Enemies beware, indeed.

Fighting Style: Once, in college, her dorm hosted a self-defense course for women. Csilla eagerly attended, intent on learning the martial arts to defend herself against all comers! While it wasn’t quite that…extensive, the lessons were useful. But the course only lasted three hours and there was never a follow up, so…she has little practical skill in fighting. None, beyond seeing demonstrations.
Csilla - Character Ref
Finally finished this, please let me know if there's anything you're confused by or is unclear so I can address it, thank you.

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RANDOM.ORG AND RANDOMPOKEMON.COM
AND GO

You started your Pokémon journey:
1) At age 10.
2) At age 15.
3) After finishing high school.
4) After finishing college.
5) As far back as you can remember; You grew up in the wilds with Pokémon.
6) No idea; You suffered an accident that erased your previous memory.

Yeah, not even sure where I came from. I hope no one is missing me too much.

The weather was:
1) Sunny.
2) Sunny with some clouds.
3) Cloudy.
4) Rainy.
5) Snowy.
6) A natural disaster.

That's pretty much all I DO remember of my journey's beginning.


You started your journey because:
1) You want to be the very best.
2) You want to catch ‘em all.
3) You want to be a master coordinator.
4) You want to meet many people.
5) You want to discover new Pokémon.
6) You want to explore lost places.

At least, that's what the journal I found in my backpack implies my reason was. Now I don't even know WHAT I want.


Your starter Pokémon is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

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Shiny Furret named Ratko. She's awesome. She likes to ride curled up around my neck.

In the beginning, your starter:

1) Was practically your twin.
2) Became your friend immediately.
3) Liked you.
4) Was wary of you.
5) Disliked you greatly.
6) Tried to kill you.

Well, since she chose me instead of the other way around, I imagine that's true.


The first great obstacle of your journey was:
1) A rival battle.
2) A treacherous route.
3) A wild Pokémon attack.
4) A Pokémon gym.
5) A battle with a criminal team member.
6) A sapling.

Well, since waking up anyway, this may as well be my first obstacle. A rather nasty forest, full of thorns and sudden drops. Not big drops, but ones that send you sprawling.


At this obstacle, the two of you:
1) Triumphed with little resistance.
2) Achieved victory, though it was tough.
3) Won, but just barely.
4) Tied with the opposition.
5) Lost, though you put up a good fight.
6) Failed miserably.

That forest tried to make a fool out of us, but in the end I figured it out, even helping some wild Pokemon there. Which led me to...


The second Pokémon you caught is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

Xerneas

the Xerneas named Tamazi. More like Tamazi decided to follow me around, but works with me. They appreciated my efforts to work with the forest, rather than destroy it in my frustration and must have found me intriguing. So they started following me to see what might happen.

Your starter and second Pokémon:
1) Love each other dearly.
2) Are good friends.
3) Get along well enough.
4) Don’t seem to like each other.
5) Ignore each other.
6) Are constantly at each other’s throats.

Tamazi doesn't really care one way or another about Ratko. And Ratko steadfastly ignores Tamazi, though she curls up tighter around my neck when Tamazi draws near. I think she's a little intimidated by the impressive fairy type.


When the sun begins to set, you:
1) Set up camp immediately.
2) Make a fire. You need nothing else.
3) Watch the sunset.
4) Keep walking. A lack of sun makes no difference to you.
5) Break into a run, hoping to find shelter before nightfall.
6) Pick up camp. You only travel at night.

We break out of the forest just as night is arriving. I consider moving on, but the view is just fantastic. So we pause to take in the day turning to dusk.

You pass through civilization:
1) Often enough to keep your electronics charged.
2) At least once a week.
3) If it happens to be on your way.
4) Occasionally, but only for supplies.
5) Rarely, and only on the outskirts.
6) Never.
Tamazi doesn't really like cities. They make them uncomfortable. So when I do go into town for supplies, they wait well back for me to return.

Your third Pokémon is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)


Ho-oh
Um, so Legendaries seem to like me. This is Thorstein, the Ho-oh. Thorstein and Tamazi seemed to have a little squabble when Thorstein showed up to follow me, but they've...worked it out? Hopefully? They're ignoring each other, so it's good they're not firing off blasts of energy to establish dominance.

The three Pokémon on your team:
1) Work together flawlessly.
2) Cooperate well, but could use some work.
3) Have moments of synergy, though not often.
4) Try their best, yet are on completely different beats.
5) Constantly work against each other.
6) Blame you for their horrible collaboration.

Yeah...we're kind of a weird group. When things happen they fight together, but they prefer their space.

When the going gets tough:
1) Your team pulls through every time.
2) Your starter carries the weight.
3) You come up with a brilliant solution.
4) You win by hax.
5) You win by dumb luck.
6) You get going the opposite direction.

Not that with two Legendaries hanging around we couldn't handle most trouble, but it's usually the follow up with press and police that we're trying to avoid, since, you know, Legendaries.

Two evolutions have occurred by this point:
1) Starter and 2 evolve.
2) 2 and 3 evolve.
3) 3 and starter evolve.
4) Starter evolves twice
5) 2 evolves twice.
6) 3 evolves twice.

Everyone is either fully evolved or doesn’t evolve at all.

Over time, you find you work best with and mostly train:
1) Grass, Bug, and Poison types.
2) Water, Ice, and Flying types.
3) Fire, Electric, and Fighting types.
4) Ground, Rock, and Steel types.
5) Dark, Ghost, and Psychic types.
6) Normal, Dragon, and Fairy types.

  Thorstein let me ride them ONCE, and it was amazing. It'll never happen again, but I've gained a new respect for the typing and what battle must be like for them. As for the other two, they just kind of speak to me.


Your fourth Pokémon (type #1) is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)


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Shiny Empoleon named Cadeyrn.

Your fifth Pokémon (type #2) is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

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Shiny Beartic called Mordikai


Your sixth Pokémon (type #3) is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

Skiploom
A Skiploom named Siothrún. Hmmmmmmm

You are offered a trade, and it’s up to you to take it or leave it:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

Butterfree
Ecrin the Butterfree is traded for Siothrún. Sorry, but Butterfree are awesome!

Another evolution occurs:
1) Starter evolves.
2) 2 evolves.
3) 3 evolves.
4) 4 evolves.
5) 5 evolves.
6) 6 evolves.

Everyone is still at their highest evolution.

Your team:
1) Is your family.
2) Gets jealous whenever you interact with other trainers.
3) Would protect you from anything.
4) Is loyal to you, but mostly aloof.
5) At least tolerates each of their differences by this point.
6) Is a pretty much a big, chaotic mess.

Surprisingly, everyone has become real warm to each other and to me. At night we all sit around a campfire and relax and look at stars. I may not remember my original home, but this...this is will more than suffice.

You travel mostly by:
1) Well-worn footpath.
2) Overgrown trail.
3) Water.
4) Air.
5) Cave.
6) Wilderness.

  We don't exactly go looking for the easiest paths. There's always adventure to be had in the wild areas of the world.

Another evolution occurs:
1) Starter evolves.
2) 2 evolves.
3) 3 evolves.
4) 4 evolves.
5) 5 evolves.
6) 6 evolves.

Did you know that Xerneas shed their horns? I didn't. They don't do them all at once, but one will break off and regrow larger and then another one. In the course of two weeks their horns fall and new, larger ones replace them. Very strange to witness.


Your journey takes you:
1) Not far from home.
2) Across the region.
3) To another region.
4) Across many regions.
5) Around the world.
6) To places unknown.

Yeah, this got us into trouble more often than not. For example,

The strongest Pokémon you faced in battle on your journey was:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

We stumbled into another dimension thanks to some mischievous Lampents. Inside, using the dimension to augment his powers was this jerk, who promptly tried to eat us.

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Not cool. So began a rather grueling battle, in which the Dusknoir had most of the advantages. It could summon minions and become any size it chose. It was, not a great time. And it ended poorly.

Another evolution occurs:
1) Starter evolves.
2) 2 evolves.
3) 3 evolves.
4) 4 evolves.
5) 5 evolves.
6) 6 evolves.

Thorstein was forced to burn through a great amount of its energy to fight off the Dusknoir, shining brilliantly in the gloomy dimension, though not before a devastating loss.

The event with the greatest impact on you was:
1) Becoming a Pokémon Champion.
2) The grand evolution of a team member in a dire moment.
3) Finding a hidden landmark of great beauty.
4) Encountering a legendary Pokémon.
5) Having an out-of-body experience in a haunted building.
6) Discovering you’re a child of Mew.

  We were led there by Tamazi and Thorstein and that is where we lay her to rest. A fitting place for such a beautiful soul.


The hardest trial you ever faced was:
1) Fighting your rival to become Champion.
2) Realizing just how much you have to walk and still sticking out this whole journey thing.
3) Being lost for weeks.
4) Assisting in taking down a criminal organization.
5) Losing a Pokémon.
6) Realizing there are way too many Pokémon to ever catch ‘em all.

It was a long walk back. I had a lot of time to think whether the journey should continue. I'm still not sure, but I have my family with me.

Your starter:
1) Is your strongest Pokémon and best friend.
2) Is your good friend, but far from the strongest.
3) Is your strongest Pokémon, but emotionally distant.
4) Is about the same as the rest of your team.
5) Stayed behind some point during your journey.
6) Is deceased.

Ratko took a powerful blow, meant for me, in our fight with the Dusknoir. It was what inspired Thorstein to burn away so much life force to fight it off. Unfortunately it also meant that Thorstein was forced to reincarnate as a small egg, unable to revive Ratko in return. Tamazi could grant immortality or simply create life if they wished, but could do nothing for one who has already passed on.

And you are now:
1) Gambling all the money you’ve earned in the Celadon Game Corner.
2) Hidden away at the top of Mt. Silver for an indefinite amount of time.
3) Exploring the many islands littered in the oceans surrounding Hoenn.
4) Lost in the Distortion World after a mishap in the ruins at Mt. Coronet.
5) Trolling inexperienced trainers in the Driftveil World Tournament.
6) Reflecting on past decisions beside the monument of Geosenge Town.

We're taking a little break. Just doing some exploring among the lesser known places in Hoenn. Cadeyrn and Mordikai are super excited to get to do so much swimming, even if the heat of this tropical region tires them out more easily. And apparently Xerneas can walk on water, or maybe that's just Tamazi. Either way, we're going to relax for a while and then figure out what we want to do next.

The team that saw you to your journey’s end:


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  • Reading: Long Hidden, edited by Rose Fox
The world faded into view and Glacis took her first look at her new location. The stone floor of the chamber she’d been in was now a completely different composition and not even under her feet. She was in a small, circular room with only one exit to provide light into the enclosure.

“I’ll have to remember to figure out which elements are used in that transportation spell, that could be useful. Clearly it wasn’t just one element. Ah, well, let’s see where I am.”

She left the room and followed a narrow hallway for a short while before it opened up into a decently sized grotto. Her pathway and one mirroring it descended along the outside walls where they extended out to meet a stone walkway rising out of the water. Laid out like a wheel, the stone protrusion was connected to a hub pillar in the center by four arcing bridges. At the center of this pillar was a brightly burning brazier. Glacis thought she could feel its heat from where she stood, but really the whole area was warm.

Looking to the left, Glacis could see the source of the water and the warm humidity through a large cave opening.

“The sea? They transported us a long way!”

The waterfalls on either side of the opening cemented her opinion that the grotto had been made by the academy, or at least parts of it. The walkway was a giveaway, but the waterfalls suggested that water from inland had been redirected to form them, as the other side of the wall they came from opened to the ocean.

As she descended her path, Glacis could see her opponent across the way studying the arena. Glacis stepped onto the wheel of stone and whirled as a coarse sound erupted behind her. The pathway she’d come from broke apart and crumbled into the water.

Guess I won’t be using that during the fight. She turned to find her opponent paused on her own slope, possibly considering staying where she was for a tactical advantage. Her decision was made for her as the path began crumbling behind her, and she made haste reaching the bottom. She watched it disappear into the water before turning to face Glacis across the water. They had to look under the bridges to make eye contact and keep their distance.

So this is Ilinas Raste. She’s also an Ice Elf, huh? I’m suspecting this match was arranged to pit us against each other on purpose. A listing of match-ups had been placed around the academy, but it had only given names and where to show up when your round was to begin. Everything else, including your opponent’s elemental sphere, was left obscured.

Ilinas was pale, just, that was the best description Glacis could give her. She was scrawny and her hair looked uneven, though that could just be how she wore it. She was clad in simple leather clothes, a tunic and short pants or maybe a skirt with fur lined boots protecting her feet. She seemed to have something hanging from her belt. Her eyes were intense, though Glacis couldn’t see their color from this distance. Her hands as she raised them were attached to thin wrists covered in leather bracers.

Wait…raising her arms? How long have I been staring at her?

With tremendous effort, Glacis jerked herself aware and threw herself to the side, narrowly dodging sharp ice blades.

“Ah! Damnit!” Too narrowly. One nicked her arm, leaving a streak of blood behind. She turned to glare at Ilinas.

“Not even going to try for introductions, huh?” Her opponent’s voice was calm and even in response.

“We both know why we’re here. I believe we should just get on with it.”

“Oh, really? Well, since you opened with that attack, it’s obvious you have that ability of our race. Did you  know it wasn’t even an ability our race originally had? It was magically encoded into the DNA of the few following a warlord several centuries back. He wanted to give his allies hidden weapons his enemies couldn’t know about, and it ended up sticking around a lot longer than he ever could have planned for. After all –“

Ilinas fired off another round of ice shards, ones much easier to dodge this time around.

“Are you here to fight or to teach?”

Glacis threw her shoulders back in indignation.

“Hmph, seems I’ll need to do both. It looks like it might be true what some scholoars say about that ability.” She dipped her fingers in the water below her and drew them along a card pulled from a sealed deck.

“Oh? What do they say?” Even the distance couldn’t hide the eye roll in Ilinas’s voice.

“They say if you have that ability, somewhere in your blood is the lust for destruction and power.”

In the brief moment Ilinas froze in place, a look of concern on her face, Glacis threw the card to the ground adjoining the water. A wave tall enough to drop the water level significantly rose to rush the other Ice Elf. It towered over her before she could react properly.

Just before it crashed upon her, Ilinas dove to the side, trying to escape its crushing reach. She got mostly clear, her legs swallowed by the wall of water and throwing her into the pool beyond the stone walkway.

She burst from the water sputtering and pulled herself back up. She coughed and turned to Glacis.

“So that was all a lie to get me to drop my guard, huh?” Glacis smirked.

“I didn’t lie, that’s what many scholars back home believed. Whether or not it’s true is
a complete mystery, but I figured you’d pause at the very idea of having destruction in your blood. Now, since this tournament is about your magical skills, why don’t you show me what you’ve got besides icicles?” Ilinas narrowed her eyes and rose to her feet.

“Fine.”

She drew a card with one hand and produced a glowing vial in the other. Glacis heard a cork pop and fire wrapped serpent-like around Ilinas before breaking into three and
streaking toward her.

Glacis checked the aura she always carried on her clothes and dropped it several degrees. No mere flame would be able to penetrate the freezing temperatures she created there. The flames spit as they arced toward her, uncomfortable in a cavern with so much water. She stood her ground, confident in her defense, but flinched as the flames did something else.

The three parts surrounded her at a distance and gathered in on themselves, forming small densely packed spheres. Before Glacis could discern this unexpected maneuver, they exploded outward in sudden heat and light, causing her to throw an arm over her eyes and allowing her clothes to handle the heat.

Glacis lowered her arm and peered around frantically. Ilinas had disappeared. Crap, where is she? Shouldn’t have been so confident in my defenses, should have identified the spell’s intent, shouldn’t have fallen for such a straight forward distraction.

“Where is she!”

Struggling for a moment, Glacis took a deep breath and with her hands, expanded her senses outward. She startled at finding a source incredibly close to her. Ilinas was in the water below her, placing a runed card on the pathway Glacis stood on.

“Crap! Gotta move!”

She leapt backward, off the stone platform, extending her cold aura to her boots. Before her feet even met the water it began to freeze a platform of ice below her. The walkway before her detonated, shattering the forming ice and flinging her backward as stone shrapnel surrounded her.

Glacis was thrown back and she skimmed the surface of the water. Her clothes were still radiating an extremely cold aura and she left a skid mark of thin ice in her wake, only to thicken when she ‘landed.’

Standing up, Glacis realized two things. The first was that she’d nearly been blown out the grotto’s cave entrance. And then she noticed the spot she’d been standing in was gone, now just a hole in the pathway.

That was massive! If I hadn’t moved, I would have been shredded!

She looked around for her opponent to find her once again hauling herself onto the stone. She hadn’t seen Glacis yet. Glacis quickly looked around and bolted behind the nearby waterfall, hiding herself.

A massive fireball stuck the cascading water, erupting into steam.

How… A look behind her reminded her that she was walking on water by freezing it. Her trail was evident.

Well, better think fast or I’ll be boiled back here.

After a brief glance around, she drew two cards and prepared to run. One card flew back the way she’d come, scribed with freezing runes. It would freeze water into a pathway, hopefully misleading her opponent as to her direction. Before it could land, she had slapped the second card onto the stone behind the waterfall and ran in the other direction.

A burst of light and sound struck the far side of the waterfall. Ilinas had taken the bait. Glacis launched into a sprint, hurtling away toward a second waterfall. She saw the other Ice Elf trip in turning to follow, and the following manipulation was clumsy in its haste. Glacis made sure the freezing aura on her clothes extended properly and let the seeking fire find its mark, only to sputter out. She gained the cover of the cascading water before Ilinas could bring another spell to bear.

That’s not going to work a second time. She didn’t let it distract her though. She sealed a runed card identical to the last, to the wall.

Ilinas was a blurry form through the waterfall, but Glacis could see writhing fire around her arms as well as the beacon light of the brazier next to her. Glacis stuck her hand out one side and immediately retracted it as a blast of fire shot toward it.

Well, I’m not going to reach her by running. She’ll roast me. Hmm, I could do that instead, but I’ll have to get some distance away from this rune so I don’t accidentally activate it. Running to either side is suicide and running toward her is – oh.

Oh, no. This is a terrible idea. I’d better do it before I come up with reasons to stop.


She extended the aura surrounding her forearm and slashed it through the waterfall. She placed a card in that hand and drew several runes upon it with the other.

“Here goes.”

Glacis threw herself forward, through the waterfall, and raised her arm. Glistening there was a shield of ice, wide and as long as her body. She struggled to carry it properly, but she charged Ilinas anyway.

Ilinas saw her coming and dropped her manipulation to draw a runed card from its deck. The younger girl hurled it at Glacis and she mentally braced for the incoming spell. The card struck her shield and erupted in a mighty heat wave that quickly turned the ice to meltwater. Glacis could see her opponent was focused on maintaining the energy of the runes. She wasn’t likely to be ready for a surprise.

Glacis dropped the card in her hand. As it landed on the water she stepped over it and pulsed her magic to it hard. She was hurled up at a furious pace, arcing toward the center platform.

“Whoa!” Ilinas exclaimed, dropping her rune’s link in surprise. Glacis mirrored the feeling. She’d never tried this before and was moving much faster than she’d expected.

Drawing a lot of my strength to keep this up. I’d better at least have the next card out.

She quickly scribed a rune before dropping the power to the water spout. She plummeted out of the air toward Ilinas and the stone platform. She landed roughly, feeling her ankles sprain at the impact. She turned and tried to place her runed card onto Ilinas, but the fire mage jumped out of her reach.

She’s too fast! And she’ll just burn the card up if I throw it at her.

Glacis made a split second decision and slapped the card onto the brazier, trying to ignore its incredible heat and channeled energy into the rune. Magical energy drained out of her at an alarming rate as the runes activated on three different cards. The waterfalls she’d hidden behind halted at the level of the cards behind them and shot out vertically toward the card she’d just placed.

The torrent of water evaporated into a massive cloud of steam, enveloping the both of them. As a fire mage, Ilinas was unharmed by the flash steam’s heat, and the aura of cold surrounding Glacis negated the temperature spike.

Glacis dropped the power to the runes, nearly sagging in relief as the drain ceased. But she wasn’t done yet. She changed the direction of her power to fuel her aura of cold to extend toward the startled Ilinas. The aura dropped the temperature of the steam in the air rapidly. In an instant her opponent was frozen stiff, one hand reaching for the deck of runed cards yet unable to reach it.

Glacis really did sag this time, sinking to her knees. She let all of her magic relax and she finally felt the warmth of the room sink into her skin. She looked up at her frozen opponent and realized she hadn’t iced all of her. Her eyes were moving, specifically, they were looking right at Glacis. Glacis shook her head.

“Well…you can’t reach your runes, and with your body frozen solid you can’t manipulate anything, I’d say the fight is over.” Glacis gulped down a large breath, very tired. A spark caught her eye and she saw Ilinas’s eyes seem to glow around fluttering eyelids. Glacis raised an eyebrow in question.

“What…? Oh! I get what you’re trying to do. Good luck with that. If you somehow manage to figure out fine enough manipulation with your eyelids in the next thirty seconds to melt that ice, I’ll forfeit the match myself. That’d be incredibly impressive. But if not, I think you’re done. Good fight.”

With that, Glacis turned her back on the girl and proceeded tiredly down a bridge to the outer circle of stone where a bridge was forming to take her back to the entry room.
Fight by the Sea AoM - Round 1
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AND GO

You started your Pokémon journey:
1) At age 10.
2) At age 15.
3) After finishing high school.
4) After finishing college.
5) As far back as you can remember; You grew up in the wilds with Pokémon.
6) No idea; You suffered an accident that erased your previous memory.

Yeah, not even sure where I came from. I hope no one is missing me too much.

The weather was:
1) Sunny.
2) Sunny with some clouds.
3) Cloudy.
4) Rainy.
5) Snowy.
6) A natural disaster.

That's pretty much all I DO remember of my journey's beginning.


You started your journey because:
1) You want to be the very best.
2) You want to catch ‘em all.
3) You want to be a master coordinator.
4) You want to meet many people.
5) You want to discover new Pokémon.
6) You want to explore lost places.

At least, that's what the journal I found in my backpack implies my reason was. Now I don't even know WHAT I want.


Your starter Pokémon is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

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Shiny Furret named Ratko. She's awesome. She likes to ride curled up around my neck.

In the beginning, your starter:

1) Was practically your twin.
2) Became your friend immediately.
3) Liked you.
4) Was wary of you.
5) Disliked you greatly.
6) Tried to kill you.

Well, since she chose me instead of the other way around, I imagine that's true.


The first great obstacle of your journey was:
1) A rival battle.
2) A treacherous route.
3) A wild Pokémon attack.
4) A Pokémon gym.
5) A battle with a criminal team member.
6) A sapling.

Well, since waking up anyway, this may as well be my first obstacle. A rather nasty forest, full of thorns and sudden drops. Not big drops, but ones that send you sprawling.


At this obstacle, the two of you:
1) Triumphed with little resistance.
2) Achieved victory, though it was tough.
3) Won, but just barely.
4) Tied with the opposition.
5) Lost, though you put up a good fight.
6) Failed miserably.

That forest tried to make a fool out of us, but in the end I figured it out, even helping some wild Pokemon there. Which led me to...


The second Pokémon you caught is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

Xerneas

the Xerneas named Tamazi. More like Tamazi decided to follow me around, but works with me. They appreciated my efforts to work with the forest, rather than destroy it in my frustration and must have found me intriguing. So they started following me to see what might happen.

Your starter and second Pokémon:
1) Love each other dearly.
2) Are good friends.
3) Get along well enough.
4) Don’t seem to like each other.
5) Ignore each other.
6) Are constantly at each other’s throats.

Tamazi doesn't really care one way or another about Ratko. And Ratko steadfastly ignores Tamazi, though she curls up tighter around my neck when Tamazi draws near. I think she's a little intimidated by the impressive fairy type.


When the sun begins to set, you:
1) Set up camp immediately.
2) Make a fire. You need nothing else.
3) Watch the sunset.
4) Keep walking. A lack of sun makes no difference to you.
5) Break into a run, hoping to find shelter before nightfall.
6) Pick up camp. You only travel at night.

We break out of the forest just as night is arriving. I consider moving on, but the view is just fantastic. So we pause to take in the day turning to dusk.

You pass through civilization:
1) Often enough to keep your electronics charged.
2) At least once a week.
3) If it happens to be on your way.
4) Occasionally, but only for supplies.
5) Rarely, and only on the outskirts.
6) Never.
Tamazi doesn't really like cities. They make them uncomfortable. So when I do go into town for supplies, they wait well back for me to return.

Your third Pokémon is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)


Ho-oh
Um, so Legendaries seem to like me. This is Thorstein, the Ho-oh. Thorstein and Tamazi seemed to have a little squabble when Thorstein showed up to follow me, but they've...worked it out? Hopefully? They're ignoring each other, so it's good they're not firing off blasts of energy to establish dominance.

The three Pokémon on your team:
1) Work together flawlessly.
2) Cooperate well, but could use some work.
3) Have moments of synergy, though not often.
4) Try their best, yet are on completely different beats.
5) Constantly work against each other.
6) Blame you for their horrible collaboration.

Yeah...we're kind of a weird group. When things happen they fight together, but they prefer their space.

When the going gets tough:
1) Your team pulls through every time.
2) Your starter carries the weight.
3) You come up with a brilliant solution.
4) You win by hax.
5) You win by dumb luck.
6) You get going the opposite direction.

Not that with two Legendaries hanging around we couldn't handle most trouble, but it's usually the follow up with press and police that we're trying to avoid, since, you know, Legendaries.

Two evolutions have occurred by this point:
1) Starter and 2 evolve.
2) 2 and 3 evolve.
3) 3 and starter evolve.
4) Starter evolves twice
5) 2 evolves twice.
6) 3 evolves twice.

Everyone is either fully evolved or doesn’t evolve at all.

Over time, you find you work best with and mostly train:
1) Grass, Bug, and Poison types.
2) Water, Ice, and Flying types.
3) Fire, Electric, and Fighting types.
4) Ground, Rock, and Steel types.
5) Dark, Ghost, and Psychic types.
6) Normal, Dragon, and Fairy types.

  Thorstein let me ride them ONCE, and it was amazing. It'll never happen again, but I've gained a new respect for the typing and what battle must be like for them. As for the other two, they just kind of speak to me.


Your fourth Pokémon (type #1) is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)


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Shiny Empoleon named Cadeyrn.

Your fifth Pokémon (type #2) is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

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Shiny Beartic called Mordikai


Your sixth Pokémon (type #3) is:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

Skiploom
A Skiploom named Siothrún. Hmmmmmmm

You are offered a trade, and it’s up to you to take it or leave it:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

Butterfree
Ecrin the Butterfree is traded for Siothrún. Sorry, but Butterfree are awesome!

Another evolution occurs:
1) Starter evolves.
2) 2 evolves.
3) 3 evolves.
4) 4 evolves.
5) 5 evolves.
6) 6 evolves.

Everyone is still at their highest evolution.

Your team:
1) Is your family.
2) Gets jealous whenever you interact with other trainers.
3) Would protect you from anything.
4) Is loyal to you, but mostly aloof.
5) At least tolerates each of their differences by this point.
6) Is a pretty much a big, chaotic mess.

Surprisingly, everyone has become real warm to each other and to me. At night we all sit around a campfire and relax and look at stars. I may not remember my original home, but this...this is will more than suffice.

You travel mostly by:
1) Well-worn footpath.
2) Overgrown trail.
3) Water.
4) Air.
5) Cave.
6) Wilderness.

  We don't exactly go looking for the easiest paths. There's always adventure to be had in the wild areas of the world.

Another evolution occurs:
1) Starter evolves.
2) 2 evolves.
3) 3 evolves.
4) 4 evolves.
5) 5 evolves.
6) 6 evolves.

Did you know that Xerneas shed their horns? I didn't. They don't do them all at once, but one will break off and regrow larger and then another one. In the course of two weeks their horns fall and new, larger ones replace them. Very strange to witness.


Your journey takes you:
1) Not far from home.
2) Across the region.
3) To another region.
4) Across many regions.
5) Around the world.
6) To places unknown.

Yeah, this got us into trouble more often than not. For example,

The strongest Pokémon you faced in battle on your journey was:
1) SHINY BONUS (use Random Pokémon Generator)
2-6) (use Random Pokémon Generator)

We stumbled into another dimension thanks to some mischievous Lampents. Inside, using the dimension to augment his powers was this jerk, who promptly tried to eat us.

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Not cool. So began a rather grueling battle, in which the Dusknoir had most of the advantages. It could summon minions and become any size it chose. It was, not a great time. And it ended poorly.

Another evolution occurs:
1) Starter evolves.
2) 2 evolves.
3) 3 evolves.
4) 4 evolves.
5) 5 evolves.
6) 6 evolves.

Thorstein was forced to burn through a great amount of its energy to fight off the Dusknoir, shining brilliantly in the gloomy dimension, though not before a devastating loss.

The event with the greatest impact on you was:
1) Becoming a Pokémon Champion.
2) The grand evolution of a team member in a dire moment.
3) Finding a hidden landmark of great beauty.
4) Encountering a legendary Pokémon.
5) Having an out-of-body experience in a haunted building.
6) Discovering you’re a child of Mew.

  We were led there by Tamazi and Thorstein and that is where we lay her to rest. A fitting place for such a beautiful soul.


The hardest trial you ever faced was:
1) Fighting your rival to become Champion.
2) Realizing just how much you have to walk and still sticking out this whole journey thing.
3) Being lost for weeks.
4) Assisting in taking down a criminal organization.
5) Losing a Pokémon.
6) Realizing there are way too many Pokémon to ever catch ‘em all.

It was a long walk back. I had a lot of time to think whether the journey should continue. I'm still not sure, but I have my family with me.

Your starter:
1) Is your strongest Pokémon and best friend.
2) Is your good friend, but far from the strongest.
3) Is your strongest Pokémon, but emotionally distant.
4) Is about the same as the rest of your team.
5) Stayed behind some point during your journey.
6) Is deceased.

Ratko took a powerful blow, meant for me, in our fight with the Dusknoir. It was what inspired Thorstein to burn away so much life force to fight it off. Unfortunately it also meant that Thorstein was forced to reincarnate as a small egg, unable to revive Ratko in return. Tamazi could grant immortality or simply create life if they wished, but could do nothing for one who has already passed on.

And you are now:
1) Gambling all the money you’ve earned in the Celadon Game Corner.
2) Hidden away at the top of Mt. Silver for an indefinite amount of time.
3) Exploring the many islands littered in the oceans surrounding Hoenn.
4) Lost in the Distortion World after a mishap in the ruins at Mt. Coronet.
5) Trolling inexperienced trainers in the Driftveil World Tournament.
6) Reflecting on past decisions beside the monument of Geosenge Town.

We're taking a little break. Just doing some exploring among the lesser known places in Hoenn. Cadeyrn and Mordikai are super excited to get to do so much swimming, even if the heat of this tropical region tires them out more easily. And apparently Xerneas can walk on water, or maybe that's just Tamazi. Either way, we're going to relax for a while and then figure out what we want to do next.

The team that saw you to your journey’s end:


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XerneasHo-ohSpr 6x 395 s.pngSpr 6x 614 s.pngButterfree Ratko, RIP     Tamazi        Thorstein        Cadeyrn        Mordikai        Ecrin

  • Reading: Long Hidden, edited by Rose Fox

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Thank you for the watch! ^v^
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You're welcome, your nuzlocke looks interesting.
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ah thank you! ;v;
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thank you for the :+fav:
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You're welcome. I just go to that part of the show, and it was pretty awesome! I remembered seeing this before and went looking for it again. Just as cool.
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Thanks so much! ive actually been slowly redoing this piece because ive improved ALOT in the last year, i dont know when i'll finish it but im stoked to see what happens :)
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Nice!
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thanks for the watch ; w ;
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You're welcome, your Nuzlocke looks awesome.
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ahh thnaks again :iconsnugplz:
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