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

  • 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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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 her leader on the shoulder.

“Uh, the Outers?”

“Right! Let’s get ‘em!” Avidan shook his head and stood up.

“Will you all relax? They didn’t take me captive, I led them here. We’ve been talking for nearly an hour while you were off doing who knows what.”

“We – we were forming rescue parties to save you.”

“Well I don’t need rescuing, so put your tools down and I’ll introduce you.”

Introductions were made, and while the new engineers were wary at first, like Avidan, they quickly forgot the physical irregularities as they talked with the Outers. ‘Weapons’ were dropped and they all began to discuss things. Billy got a few more questions answered, though not as fulfilling as he’d like. Eventually the idea of showing them around the inside of the Dome was brought up. Pike and Billy wondered at the wisdom of this. They were trying to sneak into the Dome. Avidan reassured them that they would be with him and the other engineers, and that they got in because defenses stronger than some locked gates were disabled long before then due to a perceived lack of a threat. They asked what he meant.

“The Dome hasn’t kicked anyone out in about two hundred years, and we haven’t had attacks on the Dome in about as long. I think security assumed Outers had seen what we were capable of and wouldn’t even try, so they slowly lost vigilance. Even sending out security drones to sweep the perimeter is rare. I don’t think anyone knows you’re here yet. You didn’t alert anyone higher, did you Leto?” The engineer shook his head.

“No, I hadn’t seen them and I didn’t want it to be some false alarm so we just grouped up together without telling anyone.” Avidan nodded and turned back to Pike and Billy.

“If you’ll follow us, we’ll give you your first look inside the Dome.”

The trip was mostly silent, the engineers using the colored bands to navigate without pause. Pike had trouble with them herself. She missed them most of the time, and couldn’t quite understand how the Domers could work with such a system.

Eventually they were led into a room lined with lockers and a wall supporting three large cylinders. Two of them were full, and as Avidan placed a stopwatch sized device into a slot, the maintenance droid cluster floated into the empty cylinder to match its siblings. Avidan and the other engineers gathered things from lockers and put away equipment before leading the two Outers through a heavily latched door.

Strangely, it wasn’t the view Pike had expected upon properly entering the Dome. The door let into a building and she looked out at its lobby, sagging slightly.

“Well, this is a little disappointing.” Avidan guffawed.

“This isn’t how most people would normally enter the Dome. You’ll have to live with a little let down. C’mon, step outside.”

Only a few steps and they were beyond the sliding door and out into open air. The building stood alone in a field, lined up against the wall. A paved path led from the door away over a hill covered in wavy grass. Things so unfamiliar to her, Pike thought she’d never see them herself. The sun was bright, but not as hot and harsh as outside, probably due to some Domer ingenuity. Staring out at the clean environment and the city beyond that, Pike was slammed with exhaustion as the effects of staying up all night caught up with her.

She slumped heavily against Billy and closed her eyes. He asked her something, but sleep was louder and she was gone.




Pike left the room when the Domers’ attention was on Billy. She made her way upstairs and found the noise followed her. No people though. She opened a window, hoping a breeze would dampen the sounds from below. Sticking her head out the window, Pike took in the darkened section of the city. So many empty buildings.

The Domers had taken them to this building in this abandoned part of town to avoid too much attention. Here they’d be allowed to sleep while the engineers went off to their families. They’d come back hours later, towing family and friends along. Pike had been mistrustful of such obvious morbid curiosity (What are Outers like? I hear they’ve got two heads. Do they even talk like people? I thought they became animals by staying out there so long. Etc.), but it had turned to genuine interest in the outside world and the cultures that had sprung up by the hastily formed communities. Pike had shaken so many hands and answered the same questions as new people arrived late that she was quickly overwhelmed. She’d left as soon as an opportunity arose to slip away unnoticed.

A particularly loud exclamation from downstairs startled her into looking back at the door in distaste. As she returned her gaze to the window, her eyes locked onto the window ledge. It jutted out from the outside wall of the building several inches and old instincts kicked in. She leaned even further out and saw unintentional handholds dot the building’s exterior. With a grin she pulled herself onto the ledge and out the window.

Scant minutes later, Pike was on the roof, feeling triumphant. The grin was stuck to her face and adrenaline ran through her blood. She let out a giddy laugh and spoke to the night air.

“I haven’t done that in years! Damn that felt good.”

The air moved more freely up here and she could feel her hair begging to be freed. So she pulled at the band keeping her hair constrained. Her hair didn’t go far, short as it was, but lifted gently in the wind, feeling wonderful. She spun slowly, admiring the view given by her new altitude.

The roof was flat, surrounded by a low wall, machines and vents protruding in a few places. It wasn’t much to look at, but the night sky inside the dome was spectacular. Well, nearly night. The nearby buildings were all the same height and they gave her an unobstructed view of the setting sun. The glass of the Dome warped the sunlight into what Pike assumed was a facsimile of an old Earth sunset.

She watched the sky change colors for several minutes, leaning comfortably on the waist high wall. A strange noise drew her attention behind her. Someone was doing an awful lot of grunting over the side of the roof. Before she could approach to investigate, a small pasty hand reached up, heralding the arrival of the rest of a young child. They panted and wheezed as they clambered onto the roof only to splay out near Pike. A minute of breath catching passed before they rolled their head to meet her questioning gaze.

“How did you do that? I saw you climb up the outside of the building and onto the roof so quickly! It took me forever to do the same thing.”

Pike considered them for a moment before realizing why this child was familiar. She’d met them before, but she’d been reaching her limit of new people while in the midst of a sea of them.

“You’re Avidan’s child, right?”

“Hanne. And you didn’t answer my question.” Pike chuckled.

I can see why Avidan would find Hanne to be challenging.

“I’ve had a lot more practice than you. When I was growing up, sometimes you had to climb to survive. I haven’t done that in a long time, so I’m sure my younger self would be embarrassed by how long it took.”

Hanne watched her in silence. They turned to look at the colored sky.

“Are you up here because of the sunset? It’s not really much to look at, not tonight anyway.” Pike shook her head.

“The sunset outside the Dome is sickly looking; this is much nicer, even if it’s not spectacular to you. But it’s not why I’m on the roof.”

“Why then?” Pike rolled a shoulder dispassionately.

“Sometimes being around too many people for too long, especially strangers, tires me out. I need to be alone to…recover, I guess is the best word for it. Recover from being worn out by so many people.” Hanne glanced at her before returning their gaze to the quickly darkening sky.

“Oh. I guess I understand that. I feel like that a lot lately. What do you do when you can’t get away from people to recover?” A small chuckle escaped Pike’s lips.

“Well, I climbed up here to escape, didn’t I? You could always find a place only you know or can get to. That’s a great way to get some time alone.” Hanne slumped on the parapet.

“I barely managed to get up here. And I don’t even know how I’m going to get back down.” They were silent for a moment, but before Pike could remind them of how much practice she’d had, Hanne looked up at her excitedly.

“You know how to climb! You could teach me!” Pike held up her hands defensively.

“I don’t know, I don’t think I’d be a great teacher.” Their head sunk.

“Oh. Can you at least help me back down then?”

“Yeah, we’d better do it before it’s fully dark. C’mon.”

Pike led them back to the edge she’d come up and helped them clamber over the wall. Before they could slip, she climbed over too, experienced hands gripping the lip of the roof. She reached out and grabbed their ankle.

“Put your foot here. See how the ledge sticks out a little? With something like this you normally want bare feet to really feel where you’re putting them, but I don’t want you worrying about carrying your shoes.”

She continued instructing them as they descended, finally getting them back inside. She furrowed her brow upon realizing what had just taken place. She threw her arms up in defeat.

“Okay, I changed my mind. I’ll teach you some basics. You’re quick to learn and I guess I’m not terrible at teaching. Who knew?”

“You’ll really teach me? When can we start?” Pike held up a finger.

“Not tonight, it’s already late and I’m still exhausted. Tomorrow. Come back in clothes you feel you can move around freely in. Now shoo!”

Hanne ran off downstairs to tell their father, nearly bowling into Billy as he came up the steps. Billy pressed his back to the wall as the child ran past and then looked to Pike.

“Did I hear right? You’re going to teach them how to climb?” Pike crossed her arms and sighed.

“Yeah. I realized that if they were my kid, I’d want to encourage them in anything they found interest in. I figured that if I’m here right now, I can show them what to start with. How’d you get away from the crowd?”

“Most of them have left already. Like you said, it’s late. I think it’s mostly Avidan and his friends. When I realized you’d escaped, I suggested we call it a night. Honestly I’m ready to sleep for a week.”

Pike nodded and they both went down to bid farewell to the remaining Domers, many of which promised they’d be back the next day with more questions. Pike was nearly asleep on her feet as they finally left and she trudged to the second story to fall unconscious.




The next morning was hectic. Pike woke to banging on the door, not exactly something she was accustomed to. She blearily pulled goggles over her eyes and stumbled downstairs. Hanne was beyond the door, grinning excitedly.

“Hanne, I don’t know what time it is, but it feels early. Why are you here so…is that fruit?” Hanne’s smile faded a little as they looked down at the bowl of apples they carried.

“Is…that okay? We didn’t really leave much here for you two to eat, so I thought in exchange for you teaching me, I’d bring breakfast.”

For a moment Pike could only stare at the fruit. She took one reverently and brought it up to her nose, inhaling deeply. She looked at it again, almost in disbelief, and then back to Hanne.

“This is real? I mean, not made with any crazy Domer tech?” Hanne screwed up their brows in focus.

“Well, they’re grown in greenhouses and we use technology to monitor their health. But they don’t erupt from test tubes or anything.”

It was all Pike needed to hear and she sunk her teeth into the flesh of the apple and delighted in the crisp crunch. Her grunt of pleasure sent Hanne’s smile soaring back to brilliance. Focused on chewing, Pike waved them in. They set the bowl on the table everyone had been seated around the previous night just as Billy descended the stairs. His reaction was very similar to Pike’s. The three sat at the table and just enjoyed what the Domers considered a normal breakfast.

As Pike finished her second apple she saw Hanne squirming in their seat. Eager, aren’t they? Before she could ask if they were ready to learn, another knock came at the door, less enthusiastic than Hanne’s but somehow with the same eagerness. Billy answered this time.

Behind the door was a crowd. Pike stared around Billy’s frame at the gathered mass as they suddenly started asking questions. Avidan came running up the side of the group, panting and out of breath. He waved a hand at them.

“Hey, sorry about this. I asked them not to swarm you so early, but I think everyone is a little too curious to be polite.”

The crowd continued to ask questions over Avidan and began to press forward, making Pike feel claustrophobic in the relatively small room. She leaned over to Hanne and whispered a question. Upon confirmation she hopped to the doorway and squeezed past Billy. She prepared her loud voice and said something utterly alien to any Outer.

“Gee, it’s such a nice day out, why don’t we head to the park to talk? It’d be a shame to stay inside.” A smattering of consideration came from the group, but several voices spoke out in agreement, such a suggestion perfectly reasonable to the relatively sheltered people.

“Good idea.”

“The park’s nice.”

“I guess it would be nicer than cramming all of us in that dining room.”

“It is nice out, what a great suggestion.”

And so, with a gentle stampeding, the mass of people turned and began walking. Pike sighed in relief. She shot a smile over her shoulder to Hanne.

“Thanks for the park idea. It’ll be good for teaching you too.” She jerked her head after the crowd. “Shall we?”

Hanne’s face lit up and they bolted out the door, and being the last to leave, Pike closed the door behind them. And then opened it again to grab another apple from the table and pocketing it as she ran back out.

* * *

Pike answered the occasional question as she walked with the group, but most of the Domers talked to each other and she couldn’t help eavesdropping. Most of the conversations were rather mundane, asking each other how work was going, or what their family was up to, things Pike had heard and had participated in back home. Some discussed what Outers in the Dome might mean and the tournament they had brought up, but there was less than Pike expected.

Avidan interrupted her conversational spying, nudging her shoulder and pointing to his child excitedly marching ahead of the group.

“I haven’t seen them this enthusiastic in a long time. They barely paused to breathe last night, telling us about climbing onto the roof and how you were going to teach them more. Then they leapt around the house, knocking furniture over and bouncing on their bed. I’m not sure whether to thank you for sparking their desire in this or to push you off a building for making our lives more interesting.”

Pike chuckled and rubbed the back of her neck.

“I don’t know how good I’ll be at teaching them, but Hanne seems excited about it. I’m guessing they would have tried it on their own just after watching me do it. I at least need to teach them how to not hurt themself while practicing.” Avidan nodded, watching Hanne jump off another planter box.

The park wasn’t terribly far, maybe a half hour’s walk through streets full of mostly identical architecture. The only variation came with closed and locked stores and shops, the variation used to mark them as non-residential.

The park was a wide open space, a neatly trimmed lawn dotted with trees. Walkways weaved through the park and in the distance Pike could see a manmade lake shimmering and extending under a bridge and next to several of the buildings. Pike was both impressed and nervous. Old instincts told her there were no places to hide in case of threats. She shoved those feelings down, reminding them there were no mutated animals here, or raiding Nycker gangs. Instead, she joined Hanne on a gentle slope.

The next several hours were spent answering questions and showing off. It felt like showing off to Pike, but Hanne and even some other kids paid attention to her instruction. So many questions though. If Pike had thought the adults had been curious, she hadn’t been expecting the children.

They asked about where she came from and her home. They asked about her family and her friends. What’s the outside like? How did you do that thing with your foot? Upon learning about her life before the Socratics, Hanne inundated her with requests.

Did you ever fight monsters? There were mutated animals, but we tried to just avoid them. Fighting them usually got you killed. Did you go on many adventures? If you count exploring old buildings for supplies to be adventures. What’s the tallest thing you ever climbed? A decrepit three story building. We’d stayed inside the night before and it nearly collapsed on us as we left. My friend left something important behind but was too scared to try the stairs. So I went up the outside to retrieve it. Pretty much had to run down the building as it collapsed on the way out. Wow!

The morning passed quickly, and Pike suggested a rest for lunch. Many of the kids looked pooped and readily agreed, though Hanne chafed at pausing. A group of adults went off to bring back food and the time waiting was spent in idle chatter, and Pike got to talk about her children and listened to stories of Domer children.

A shout swiveled everyone’s attention to a man running toward them. He waved a device around as he ran. Pike couldn’t decipher the look on his face. As he approached another Domer stepped forward.

“Hey, Clavin, where’s everyone else? Where’s the food?”

“They’re coming, but forget about the food. There’s been an announcement, a big one!”

“Okay, what is it?” Instead of answering, Clavin handed the device over to the other Domer who read from it.

!Attention!


This is a priority message for all citizens. Due to a change in policy, this government has decided to permit entry to any persons from outside the Dome. Collectively called ‘Outers,’ these people differ from us greatly, in both appearance and behavior. Invitations and moving will happen over the next few weeks and generally be open to any applicants afterwards. They will be housed in the many uninhabited sectors of our home, to allow acclimatization and integration to occur slowly. We ask that you be patient with us and with our new neighbors as time goes on. Thank you.

And below were several official looking signatures.

There was silence from the group as the news settled in. And then everyone began talking at once. Some Domers had pulled out communicators to contact friends or relatives to ask if they’d received this news or if it was some prank. Pike heard a group discussing that the tournament hadn’t been mentioned at all. Were the Outers lying about that? Another Domer broke in, reminding them that the leadership had done shady things before now, why wouldn’t they try to hide their disgrace? Which started up a new argument and it was all too much for Pike to be directly surrounded by.

She looked down at Hanne and nodded her head away from the larger group. Hanne broke into another grin as they followed her. Pike had them climb up on a taller planter box so they could practice falling properly, but Hanne was a little distracted. As they balanced at the edge, they couldn’t help asking their own questions.

“Does this mean you’ll be moving into the Dome with your kids?” Pike nodded slowly.

“And my husband. Well, that was my original goal, to get my family in here where they’d have a better life. I mean, that was probably everyone’s goal, really. So, I suppose that is what this means.”

Hanne jumped down from the box a little roughly, making Pike wince at the landing.

“That would be awesome! Then you could keep teaching me, and I could meet your kids and we could be friends and…” Pike couldn’t help but laugh at their enthusiasm.

“Hold on, my children are only a year old. It’s going to be a while before they can truly come out and play with you, especially now that you’re learning this kind of thing.”

“Still! This is going to be great!”

Shouting drew her attention away from her lesson. Unlike Clavin earlier, this yelling was clearly angry. A small mob of people surged toward the gathered Domers. As they got closer Pike could see Domer fingers furiously pointing at her and Billy. The group wasn’t large, but their aggression still set Pike’s instincts on edge.

“There they are!” “This is their fault!” “Why don’t you just go back where you came from?”

Avidan stepped in front of their charge, holding his hands up high.

“What is going on here?”

“We’d heard you’d brought these…deformed freaks inside. And now they’re going to stay and there’s going to be more of them!”

“So? There’s so much space here that we can’t even begin to fill up. This won’t even affect you right away.”

“We can’t trust them! They’re all criminals, that’s why they’re outside the Dome in the first place. Outers are all the same, they can’t be trusted. They were ejected all those years ago because they didn’t belong here then, and they don’t belong here now!”

Pike’s attempt to defend herself was interrupted by another Domer from the group who’d been asking them questions.

“Our government ejected people who opposed their plans too! Not everyone who was kicked out was a criminal! And that was hundreds of years ago, the people alive now had nothing to do with them. These Outers have done nothing but be pleasant and polite, answering our pestering questions. You’re just bigoted!”

“Actually…” All eyes swiveled toward Pike. She recoiled at the sudden attention, but she’d just remembered Delta G and her inherited bigotry. She’d thought Nomads were all vicious and cruel, and there were others who agreed with her. But after spending a night in a dump truck with Pike, she’d had a lot of her misconceptions straightened out.

“Um, they might be bigoted against us, but I’m sure there are just as many Outer bigots against Domers. I’m not exactly unused to bigotry because of who I am. Everyone is going to have to adjust and get over their initial ideas about others. I think, if we looked past the physical differences and cultural differences, Domers and Outers are a lot more alike than…anyone would really like to admit.”

This wasn’t what they wanted to hear, of course, though some lapsed into thoughtful murmuring. The majority of the group was still angry and still looked like they wanted to throw her bodily out of the Dome. Before they could organize to do anything of the sort another shouting group rounded the corner of a building in the distance.

Even from this far away everyone could see they were not Domers. People of different shapes and colors and malformed bodies charged forward, all anger and volume. Pike saw several weapons being brandished and while most were simple weapons like poles and clubs, several had longer range weapons. At least one carried a crossbow. She recognized several from the tournament.

“Shit.”

Then the screams started. The Domers around her began looking around frantically, unsure what to do. Several of her detractors pointed at her and Billy, accusing them.

“We told you they couldn’t be trusted!” “They distracted all of us so their allies could attack!”

Pike tilted her head back and sighed in annoyance. They’d been so close to talking things out, but the tournament seemed to have ruined that chance. She was going to have words with whoever had thought up the competition.

She dropped her head, looked to Billy and adjusted her goggles in what she hoped was a heroic manner.

“Will you please escort the Domers to wherever they think they’ll be safe? I’m going to try to calm our ‘friends’ over there down.” He looked worried, and his cat had retreated into his bag.

“Why shouldn’t I go with you? That’s a lot of people to cool down.”

“Because you’re bigger than me, and if some of them follow to attack the Domers, you can actually probably protect the people we like.”

“The people we like? What about the rest?”

“Only if they ask politely.”

He gave her an odd look and shook his head at her bad joke, but helped Avidan move people out of the area. Pike briefly wondered that Avidan had become their impromptu liaison to the Domer people and had gained credibility as a leader.

She steeled herself and turned to face the mob bearing down on her. They’d seen the fleeing Domers and were making a beeline for her location. As they neared she put her arms in the air and attempted to boom.

“Hold it!” The group more or less came to a halt, all eyes on her, along with the pressure she’d felt earlier. “Why are you attacking now? There’s been an announcement to let us all in! You don’t need to invade!”

A woman stumped out from the front of the group. She was a full head shorter than Pike, but Pike knew size wasn’t everything. Her frizzy brown hair fell over the left side of her face, obscuring that eye from view. She wore shorts and a red vest over a sleeveless white top. She carried a long, dense pole as a walking stick in her right hand.

Her left arm was…not there. In its place hung a chain, a wicked spike dangling at the end. Her right leg ended in a heavy work boot and her left leg was similar to a suit of armor. A lump of foot-shaped metal rested on the ground. A greave was attached at a flexible knee joint to a thigh connected to her hip, all made of sturdy looking metal. As she walked, Pike could see that she was unused to the leg and it looked heavy, but she carried herself with confidence.

She stepped right up to Pike and looked her over. Though this girl was younger and shorter than her, Pike suddenly felt extremely nervous. She could see the muscles of her right arm bunched as her hand flexed on the staff.

“You don’t look like a Domer, so why are you so keen on protecting them? They’ve had it easy for a long time. Why shouldn’t we just take what we want?”

“You can get what you want without the violence! Was there not an announcement on the outside? They’re making preparations to let everyone in!”

The girl’s face scrunched up into a vicious snarl.

“Oh, we got a announcement alright. Telling us to be on our best behavior. Saying we’d be constantly monitored and that we’d best not step out of line toward our ‘superiors.’ We didn’t think too highly of their ‘generosity,’ so we decided to let ourselves in. That gate keeping us out didn’t last very long, we shoulda stormed this place years ago.”

Pike threw her arms out to the sides in disbelief. What idiot would intentionally rile up the people they’d been effectively tormenting for the duration of the tournament? If it could even be called a tournament anymore. As far as she knew they’d only had one official round.

“Well, that’s pretty stupid of their leadership, I agree. I guess not everyone here is a genius. But there are good people here. I’m sure we can work all of this out if you just stop this now. There’s plenty of room.”

The woman looked to be considering it when her eyes darted to a nearby alley. She stomped her heavy metal leg forward menacingly and pointed.

“Who’s spying on us, you Domer freak?”

Pike whirled to see who she was pointing at, only to draw in an anxious breath.

“Oh, Hanne…” The woman spun on her.

“You know this peeper? Are they your handler or something?”

“Hanne is just a kid, I don’t know why they’re still here. They should have left with the others.” The woman sneered.

“Yeah, right. Sounds like you’re already in league with the Domers. What’d they promise you if you could get us to stop? I’m not stopping for some Domer puppet!”

A young man stepped forward, skin and hair abnormally pale, square goggles pulled tightly to his face. He placed a hand on the woman’s shoulder as though he didn’t want to draw her ire.

“Jae, I know this whole thing is upsetting, but maybe we should take a moment. That really does look like a kid.” She whipped her head around at him.

“Can it, Cairo! The leg you built is awesome, but it’ll only get us what we want if I’m there to shove it up someone’s ass! I’m going to take care of that spy, and then I’m going to take care of the Domer’s little toy here, and then we’ll take what’s ours.”

It was a stupid decision, a suicidal one even, but Pike’s fist connected with Jae’s face before she could realize that. Jae had taken only two steps toward Hanne when Pike had chosen to interrupt the assault on a child, her parental instincts kicking in.

Jae stumbled back from the blow and locked furious eye contact with the shock frozen Pike. In that moment, Pike knew she was going to lose this fight she’d picked. So, she ran. As she ran toward Hanne she could hear the enraged woman behind her.

“I’ll take care of these two and keep them from getting in our way. The rest of you, find those Domers!”

Pike ducked into the alley with Hanne and put her hands on the child’s arms.

“Why are you here? Why didn’t you leave with the rest?” Tears were forming in their eyes.

“Is she going to kill us? I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Why is she so mean?” Pike pulled them into a quick hug.

“I need you to run, run as fast as you can to your dad. He’ll keep you safe when you’re with him. I’m going to make sure she doesn’t follow you. Quickly now, go!” She gave them a shove and Hanne stumbled down the alley, scrubbing tears from their face.

Pike could hear the woman called Jae clanking toward her menacingly. She had no idea what she was going to do, so she just hurtled herself at the threat. She barreled out of the alley and slammed her shoulder into the woman in an attempt to knock her down. Jae had apparently been expecting some sort of attack and had braced herself. She took a step back, but then a step forward brought her heavy right hand into Pike’s head.

Pike was knocked to the ground, goggles colliding with pavement. The cracked glass of the right lens shattered at the impact, and she blinked reflexively, quick enough to block any glass from entering her eye. She kept it closed, the daylight painful even through her eyelid. She looked back at her Outer opponent who was picking up her walking staff. She hefted it in the air and grinned cruelly at Pike.

“This new leg of mine sure helps with taking hits. But I think it’s time for me to start giving them.” She advanced on Pike, the staff held in a striking position. Pike did the only thing she could think of and ran.

She fled across the street as Jae noisily pursued her. The first alley she came to ended a short way in. She’d die if she went in there. She turned down the street, looking frantically for options. A planter box hanging off a low window sill grabbed her attention, and before she could second guess herself she leapt at it. She placed a foot on it and pushed down hard to vault herself upward, arms outstretched. The box, long unmaintained, broke apart as she jumped and clattered to the ground.

Pike’s fingers grabbed the upper story’s window ledge and her feet scrambled for purchase. When they caught she scrambled up the wall, using the window ledge to further propel her hands to the roof. In just another moment she’d hauled herself up and looked back down.

The angry woman was looking up at her in slight awe.

“How in the world? Get back down here so I can properly kick your ass!” Pike glanced to the side and back down.

“Uh…no.”

Ignoring the woman’s shouting, she pulled back and sat down on a vent. From under her tool belt she stretched her shirt until she could dig a screwdriver into it and tore two strips. She removed her goggles and held one strip in place over her right eye as she replaced the goggles. The second strip was balled up and placed into the empty socket. She pulled her hands away and found that her eye was no longer screaming in pain, but her depth perception was just as wrecked as before.

“Guess it’ll have to work,” she mumbled.

A triumphant shout startled her off her seat. Jae was hauling herself up over the lip of the building. How?

“Ha ha! Found a ladder! Now what are you going to do?” She rolled onto the rooftop, sitting there for a moment .

“You look rough, are you okay?” Jae stood shakily.

“Shut up, we’re fighting! And it’s not easy climbing anything with one hand and a heavy leg.” Pike looked around for a solution and found an entirely undesirable one.

“Aw, crap.”

“Yeah, nowhere to go. We’re going to finish th – where are you going?”

Before she could over think it, Pike was in the air between buildings, having hurled herself off the roof. The neighboring roof wasn’t too far, but it was a similar height and she sunk quickly. With her depth perception ruined, Pike’s foot caught on the edge of the roof and she rolled onto the rooftop roughly. Gravel caught in her skin, gouging small wounds all over her exposed skin. She could already tell she was bleeding from it.

Crap.

Hoping the distance would be too far for her pursuer, Pike looked back and felt her face drop in despair. Jae backed against the far wall and sprinted toward Pike. It was a disjointed and awkward sprint, but it was apparently just enough. She landed on the parapet and tottered back and forth for a moment before balancing and grinning madly.

Now properly scared, Pike scrambled to her feet and took off for the next edge. She pushed off to maximize her distance and hoped her aim was right. She could hear the metal prosthetic behind her, chasing her. Her landing was better this time, though she still had to brace against the ground, with more gravel cutting into her hands.

Her direction dead ended and she was forced to turn to the left to keep ahead. She heard Jae’s battle cry as the woman leapt again to land solidly on the roof. She was getting better at jumping. Pike vaulted over a vent and planted both feet on the wall before leaping for the next building. This time she landed only needing to windmill her arms around for a moment. I guess I’m getting better at the jumping too.

But Jae was still coming and she looked pissed off at all of the hassle she was being put through. The only path Pike could really see now was to her right, though she’d have to climb. All other directions lead to a large drop or back toward Jae. So without much choice, Pike very carefully leapt to the side of a taller building and climbed to the roof even higher than she’d been.

Looking down she saw Jae just getting to the previous roof and glowering up at her. Pike sighed in relief. There was no way Jae was going to climb up a building’s face with only one arm and a deadweight hanging from her hip. Pike stepped back and examined herself.

Small wounds along her hands and arms were slowly but surely covering her in blood. She considered it very lucky she didn’t have glass in her eye, though she felt scratches there too. She still had a syringe of the solution that temporarily fixed her hemophilia from when she’d stolen them from the hospital. She pulled it out from her tool belt and considered it. She hated needles, and not just because they tended to make her bleed to death.

I need to deal with her, and there’s no way I’m going to accomplish that if I bleed out before she gets to kill me herself. This is going to suck.

Pike uncapped the needle and braced herself for the prick. A jarring clang behind her caused her to jump. She looked back to find a chain wrapped around a pipe jutting above the roof.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” She ran over to the side of the roof and looked over. Jae was climbing her chain, using her real foot to find places to plant the metal one. Concentration filled her face and she was only a few feet away from reaching the edge. Pike’s eyes widened and she scrambled to pull the chain free from the pipe, but Jae’s weight kept it securely anchored.

Then Jae was pulling herself up and at the first sign of balance she slugged Pike in the arm, sending the syringe flying across the roof. With obvious experience Jae unfurled the chain from the pipe and immediately whipped it down across Pike’s legs. Pike fell hard, feeling the spike cut into one of her legs.

Jae leapt on top of her and started beating her about the face, pinning her arms under her powerful and heavy legs.

“I’m not about to lose what I’ve fought for! I’m not going to let some Domer lover like you ruin my chances at helping my family! If I need to beat you into this concrete to get my sisters the care and respect they deserve, you’d best be ready to be a whole lot more intimate with this roof.”

Pike managed to get a hand free, but was unable to get any leverage with it. Jae was able to ignore her attempts to remove the heavier woman. Pike felt her tools digging into her thighs as Jae settled more firmly onto her. In that moment her brain disconnected from the pain and the fight and just wanted to let her know that one of the items in her tool belt was an odd shape. She remembered putting it there during the first round of the tournament.

Still struggling, Pike managed to pull the device out of her belt and aim it at Jae’s face. Having ignored most of Pike’s flailings, Jae didn’t notice Pike push a button to release a canister’s worth of compressed air directly into her face.

Crying out in surprise, Jae stumbled back off of Pike. She flailed her arm around and tried to wipe her face, sure something had attacked it.

Pike scrambled to a crouched position, dropped the canister and tried to locate the syringe. She was bleeding even faster now, thanks to Jae’s chain whip and her new broken nose. She saw it across the roof, thankfully unbroken, but its location behind Jae revealed that she didn’t have enough time to get to it. Jae was nearly recovered and would continue pummeling Pike when she did.

Beyond both Jae and the syringe, Pike saw water. She’d made note of the lake’s location earlier in the day, not wanting to go anywhere near it. Now it looked a lot more appealing than being punched to death.

So, with a battle cry more like a whimper, Pike drove herself forward and tackled into Jae’s torso and right over the side of the building. Jae screamed. Pike screamed. It was a two and a half story fall to the lake’s surface. Pike watched it hurtle toward them as Jae thrashed about.

“This is going to suck!”

Pain. Pain and wet and surprisingly not cold. The water was warm and clear, and flowing into her eyepatched eye. The bottom didn’t seem far away, but her lungs suggested otherwise. Pike managed to disentangle herself from Jae who was still flailing. Pike kicked off her shoes and undid her tool belt, both of which threatened to make the lakebed her permanent home.

She kicked off the bottom and thrashed her limbs around in an attempt to reach the surface. She spared a glance behind her and saw Jae struggling. Her metal leg sunk firmly into the mud and her chain whip seemed to have caught on something. Lungs feeling tight, Pike ignored the other pain in her chest and stretched for air. She was a terrible swimmer, but her buoyancy was greater than anyone with metal limbs.

Upon breaching, Pike swam/sank to the nearest shore she could see. Coughing could not deter the happiness she felt at being able to stand, but looking up would do it.

Standing on the beach was a young woman, one that reminded her an awful lot of the one she’d just left at the bottom of a lake to drown. Straighter hair and homemade prosthetics on the right side of her body clearly marked who she was. Though one eye was useless, both were staring beyond Pike. Her hand covered her mouth and tears came to her eye.

Pike looked back over her shoulder to the lake, and then back to the girl, and then with a sigh headed back into the water.

Minutes later she dragged Jae’s limp body from the lake, both prosthetic limbs missing. She dragged the both of them far enough that the water wouldn’t drown them and flopped down next to a choking Jae, exhausted.

Pike could feel her energy draining, and knew she’d bled too much. The sky was darkening, despite the early hour. Jae sputtered a question.

“Why are you so keen on defending these Domers anyway?” Pike shook her head wearily and pulled off her goggles, useless to her now.

“I’ve met them, and they’re more like us than we’d think. They’re proud, and xenophobic, and quick to anger and violence. But they’re also loyal, kind, generous. They’re willing to sacrifice themselves for the greater good, especially for their kids. Even the bastards that started this ridiculous fiasco were doing it to preserve the future for the rest of them. Just like I believe it of the Outers, the Domers are mostly good people.”

Jae turned to look at Pike with her good eye, her sister hovering over her to make sure she was breathing.

“You’ve had time to think of all that?” Pike panted a laugh, more tired than she’d ever been.

“Just been a really…busy few days. I think I’m going to close my eyes now. Don’t be alarmed if I don’t open them again, s’natural.”

What?” Jae sounded alarmed, but Pike couldn’t bring herself to care. Her eyes closed slowly and in the distance she could hear another voice calling her name, but it was too far away for her to recognize it. She went under.




Pike sat on a hill. There was grass under her. Real grass, not stunted weeds or the Astroturf of the world she knew. There was even a tree above her, and the setting sun looked beautiful instead of haggard and ominous. A steady thunk approached from behind her, but she ignored it for the moment, keen on enjoying the view.

Finally Jae eased herself down next to Pike, setting her walking staff aside. Jae took in the view in silence only for a moment before lightly punching Pike’s arm. Pike glanced over to meet the former Nycker’s eye through her new goggles.

“You know this isn’t the end, right? Just because they’re letting all of us in doesn’t mean things are going to be perfect now.” Pike nodded. She was fully aware of the struggles to come.

It had been three weeks since the invasion by the Outers, and a lot had happened. The invasion force had ultimately gotten lost in an abandoned section of the Dome and grown bored. Billy had found them breaking down doors just to see what was behind them. He’d talked to them and convinced them to give the integration a chance. There’d been a lot of grumbling, but they were much more agreeable when they weren’t so riled up. They’d agreed to not hurt anyone.

Billy, bless his heart, had personally gone back to the Socratics. Along with his own family, he’d escorted Pike’s husband and children to the Dome. After getting them settled, Billy had taken her family to see her at a Domer hospital. This one was much nicer than the last, with droids that were attentive rather than homicidal. Pike had lost a lot of blood, but they’d gotten her medical attention quickly enough that she wasn’t going to die.

Through heavily bandaged eyes she’d seen her family enter the room, Billy standing just outside. Many tears and explanations later, especially for her husband who’d panicked at her disappearance, they’d sat quietly together for a time just holding hands until a medical droid came to update her medicine.

They’d left to get food, and that was when the leader of the Dome entered her room. She’d thanked Pike for distracting the horde of Domers long enough to keep anyone from getting hurt. Pike was very glad her children had left with their father. She had bitched the woman out for several minutes about her policies and decision-making while the medical droids floated nearby and twitched awkwardly.

To her credit, the leader listened to every word Pike shouted at her and apologized sincerely when she had finished. She said that she’d be stepping down to allow for the creation of a jointly run government so that everyone was represented. She’d left then, not letting Pike get any more words in. Pike settled back into her bed, mostly mollified.

Since then she’d moved into the home that had been reserved for her and her family and ate delicious food and Hanne nearly burst their door down trying to see if Pike was alright or not. Hanne had also apologized profusely for starting the conflict in the first place, and it was at this point that Pike turned to the newly arrived Avidan to ask what had happened to Jae and her sister. He’d smiled and said he’d make it so they could meet up. And while she’d been reluctant to see her, Pike had eventually made her way to the hill with the tree at sunset.

Pike looked over at the younger woman.

“Glad to see you’ve got two legs again. They still working on an arm, or are you going to replace it with a chainsaw?” Jae rolled her eyes, but Pike saw consideration on her lips before she shook her head.

“Do you really think this can work? After all they’ve done?” Pike nodded slowly.

“I think that it’s not going to be easy. There’s a lot of hatred on all sides for just about everyone else, but if we give it time and actually work at living together we might be able to pull this off. You and your sister and your family and my family can get along and get the future we make instead of what’s thrust at us.”

Jae was silent a moment, just staring at her. Then she snorted and laughed.

“That’s really cheesy, Pike.” Pike nodded again.

“Yeah. It is.”
All for Dome, Dome for All - Round 5
Pike and Billy get to know some Domers, but when an announcement of integration goes out, will Jae and her riled up Outers ruin the chance at peace?

Wow did this fight me the whole dang way. The front is still rough, but I think the piece worked with me enough to get this done.

Jae belongs to :iconxmayflowerx:
Billy belongs to :iconlegendaryhero64:
Cairo belongs to :iconmidnightcootie:
This piece is for the final round of :iconlet-me-in-oct:
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Glacis Neige - AoM Character Reference

For :iconacademy-of-magic-oct: This is the reference sheetfor my character. (The puddle at her feet is easily my favorite part of that drawing)


Name: Glacis Neige

Race: Ice Elf

Age: 115

Gender: Female

Hair/Fur Color: Short, curly, brown hair with frosted swatches

Eye Color: Somewhat large, hazel eyes.

Skin Color: Glacial blue

Body Form: Short, of average weight and narrow build.

 

Chosen Element: Water/Ice

Casting Skills: Rune Writing, Aura

Racial: Ice Blood

Mage Skills: Aura Sight, Sense Magic, Identify Magic

Equipment: Deck of 100x blank cards, 100x vials of water

 

Personality: A warm smile greets any she comes across. Genuinely nice, she quickly comes to care for any who return her kindness. Unfortunately, in an academy that encourages competition, this leaves her feeling ultimately lonely. Though they enjoy being in her presence, other students and even professors keep a professional distance. Glacis perseveres, even so. Her elemental focus may include ice, but she always leaves a room warmer than when she arrived.

Glacis is confident in her magical studies and while it leaves a foul taste in her mouth, her combat is practical and creative. She casts with purpose, never for frivolity. Her studious nature translated in a strange way when she discovered fiction novels. While she dismissed many of the actions as merely flights of fantasy, her magic was affected in a way that left many unable to counter her suddenly unorthodox fighting methods.

That said, her fear of abandonment causes her to be humble about her victories, attempting to soften the blow for her opponents. This often has the opposite effect, as her opponents tend to find her actions patronizing.

From someone so warm, you’d think lying would be beyond her. Not so, but her lies are mostly harmless. For example, she’s been sending off letters back home, to no one, but she lets people believe she has connections outside the academy. Or perhaps that she’s really 122 years old. You know, small dishonesties. Like that when she realizes she hates someone, it’s permanent. She locks up in her brain that person’s name, their face, what they do, all labeled with the feeling of hatred, and no matter what changes she’ll always hate them. Boy does she hold a grudge. Not that she would EVER say she hates someone. She doesn’t even like the term. People annoy her. Or she has no patience for people like them, but hate? Never!...I guess this lie is a little more harmful.

 

Bio:  Ice Elves are supposed to have a resistance against the cold and freezing, especially magical kinds. Doesn’t really help when a frozen temple collapses on you. Glacis had convinced her parents to explore an ancient ice temple, excited to discover the history hidden within. Even though historians had been through the place pretty extensively, Glacis was sure she would uncover something new and it would launch her career as a historian. So, at the age of 50, she took her parents along with her into the decaying place to take a gander.

Unfortunately, it was just as picked over as her parents had tried to convince her it would be. The place was empty, the designs copied down, and no secret passages to be found. Feeling disappointed, Glacis kicked at a pillar stubbornly as her parents went off to look at some interesting glyphs. She kicked long enough that a hole opened in the pillar, revealing a glistening blue crystal at the center.

Thinking she had found something, she got down on all fours to take a closer look. She reached out to touch it, not thinking ahead and placed her fingertips against the exposed stone. Her body was instantly infused with magical energy, freezing energy. What she’d unknowingly uncovered was the matrix crystal used to sustain the temple even during warmer months, as the entire palace was indeed made of ice.

The energy flowed into her and when her body could not hold it any longer it pulsed out of her, forming a barrier of solid, thick ice around her. The energy of the temple completely spent through her body, the building began to crack. She had been blown back into her icy prison by the last remnants of the power, sealing the last hole behind her. Glacis was barely conscious as she watched the building crumble and bear down on her parents, killing them. The barrier of ice around Glacis nearly gave way, but held against the collapsing architecture. The escaping energy had taken her personal store as well, and she quickly fell into darkness.

Wakefulness found her on a boat, headed for southern lands. An escort of warriors informed her what had occurred and that it had been decided by elders that she attend the Academy of Magic to learn how to control the power that had been forced upon her.

“So this is banishment?” Her escort shared looks, but didn’t deny the charge. She was being banished for causing the death of her parents. The rescue party had found her and taken several days to remove her from her frozen casket. Her parents were found and buried before Glacis could wake. An insult, but also a punishment for her crime. She would never know their gravesite or attend their funeral. And so her first group of people were forever frozen into her vault of hatred. She’d learn well, and gain allies, and she’d be back. She wasn’t sure what she’d do when she returned, but the elders would know her anger, that was certain in her mind.

 

Additional Info:  Bisexual, enjoys poetry, is scared of insects of any size, and is fascinated by the history of anything that draws her attention.

 

Theme Song: youtu.be/GH4dgKYTKy8  (I’m terrible with music, so I just went with one sort of aquatic themed that I like)

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Joshua
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
Current Residence: Ft. Collins, CO
Personal Quote: Character is who you are in the dark.
Interests
Stolen from :iconkrisantyne:

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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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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jazzmatazzie Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the watch! ^v^
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LongshotLink Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome, your nuzlocke looks interesting.
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jazzmatazzie Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
ah thank you! ;v;
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BasiliskOnline Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
thank you for the :+fav:
Scanlan Shorthalt *Some Call Him Kingslayer* by BasiliskOnline  
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LongshotLink Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
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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BasiliskOnline Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
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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LongshotLink Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Nice!
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allycatanii Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
thanks for the watch ; w ;
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LongshotLink Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome, your Nuzlocke looks awesome.
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ahh thnaks again :iconsnugplz:
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