The Collection of Souls (Open)

[Bullfinch]

Alright, I've been wanting to start an Pokémon RP for a long time now, so I decided to just post and see if anyone's interest. c: Here's the base plot:

Once upon a time, the world was ruled by Humans. However, over time Pokémon started developing higher and higher IQs, eventually exceeding even the smartest of the Human race. With this knowledge, they slowly but surely overtook the Earth, developing societies of their own. These societies consisted of the Heart Guild, containing in its masses Pokémon with clear heads and strong emotions. They are known as the most calm and kind society, and do not believe in keeping Humans as pets or slaves. They would prefer if everyone got along in harmony. Another society was called the Section 8 Guild, named after an old term used in the Human military to describe those who jumped headfirst into dangerous situations. This Guild consisted mostly of Pokémon with strong bodies and stronger opinions, who thought it was the correct thing to do to enslave all Humans - after all, they'd done the same to their Ancestors. And then, there was the most feared Guild of all, so reclusive that only a few loyal and free Pokémon were allowed to join every year. The Collection of Souls, a society filled with those few blessed Pokémon with ability to take the soul out of dying Pokémon and Humans. They 'collected' these taken, or saved, souls, in a large temple constructed much like that of the old Human Egyptians, using Human slaves to build it. They worshiped 'Gods' much like Egyptians, including Mew, the mother of all species, and Arceus, the creator of the universe. The Collection of Souls are completely fine with enslaving Humans, although there a few in their ranks who are compassionate in that regard, saying that they would one day be not better than their once-enslavers.

This particular story begins in present day, with Pokémon and their Guilds ruling everything. You will be in the ranks of either the Heart Guild, the Section 8 Guild, or the Collection of Souls Guild. You are a Pokémon, with as many emotions, fears, and beliefs as any Human. Whether you hate your enslavers and enslaved, or feel they should be released, you are able to make a stand. Now, join the uprising of belief and petty revenge!

Update: Start-up thread will be posted on Sunday, so get your apps up!

Sign-up Form

Name Pretty simple, your character's name. c:
Age What's your age? Remember, Pokémon ages in this RP are exactly the same as Humans, so 3 would be a baby. c;
Gender Male? Female? None?
Species What's your character's Species? If you want to be a Human, I might let you - but only if you really impress me.
Guild What's your Guild? The Heart, the Section 8, or the Collection of Souls? If you're a Human, which are you enslaved to?
Beliefs Do you believe Humans should be enslaved? Let go? do you want everyone to just get along?
Appearance What's your character's appearance? Coloring, body-type, any scars we should know about? It's perfectly fine to have shiny coloring, btw.
Personality What's your char's personality? Is he/she kind, quiet, angry, brash, eccentric? Remember, if your part of the Collection of Souls, at least try to keep your char a bit in character with the ranks (ex. calm and observant).
Bio Who were their parents? What do they do? Who are their friends? What do they like? Or you could just type a few simple sentences and let your char grow throughout the RP.
Other Anything else you'd like to add?
Role Are you signing up for any particular role, or just one of the ranks?

Roles

The Leader of The Heart Guild Youngster_Joey
Right-Hand Man/Girl of The Heart Guild's Leader Me
Daughter of the Right-Hand Man/Girl of the Heart Guild's Leader TehFwee
The Leader of Section 8 Me
Right-Hand Man/Girl of Section 8's Leader Chocolate Bones
Commander of the Army of Section 8/Spy ShadowArceus
The Leader of The Collection of Souls Me
Right-Hand Man/Girl of The Collection of Souls' Leader Me
Chairman of The Collection of Souls Ralts
Soothsayer of The Collection of Souls GoldenrodGirl
The Leader of the Rising Me
Right-Hand Man/Girl of The Rising's Leader jilly
The Leader of the Rising Enslaved jragonair

The Rules

1) No Godmodding.
2) Cursing is allowed, just don't do it excessively.
3) No flaming or bashing anyone.
4) Try and keep it in context, we don't want to have Arceus magically descend form the heavens and give you his blessing.
5) Don't whine, please. I hate whining.
6) Please don't whine if you aren't allowed to have a Human role.
7) And finally, please be literate and able to post more than a few sentences, thank you. c:
8) Romance is allowed, just nothing above a T rating please.
9) You can apply for up to three roles.

My Characters

Name Samson Dove
Age 27
Gender Male
Species Staraptor
Guild Section 8
Beliefs That Humans deserve to be enslaved for their slander against Pokémon. He also secretly believes in the Gods.
Appearance Rather large for a Staraptor, with darker colors than normal Staraptors, and ocean blue eyes. His crest is black, and the red is a deep maroon. He has a few scars on the outside of his right wing, which can hinder his flight at times when stress is high. Because of this, he is partially retired from the active military forces, and has become the Leader of Section 8.
Personality Proud and able to be very intimidating, Samson is not afraid to shove his beliefs in your face until they change yours. He has a great hatred of Humans, and would prefer they were extinct than in the slavery of Pokémon. He is secretly in a sort of love with the leader of The Collection of Souls, but will sooner kill anyone who says so. He rarely sits still, often humming under his breath or tapping his foot in an agitated gesture.
Bio Born into the end of the war between Pokémon and Humans, he grew up with a strong hatred of them. His family owned a few slaves, and slander against them was common and never punished. When he grew older, he joined the military forces, assigned to keep slaves in check. He stayed in active duty until the age of twenty-five, when he was targeted by a member of the Heart Guild accidentally, resulting in the scars on his wing. He retired from active duty and became the leader of Section 8, with an adoration of his fellow Pokémon and a deep-seeded hatred of all of Humanity.
Other Believes in both Mew, Arceus, Ho-oh (the sun God), Lugia (the sea God), and Celebi (the earthen God).
Role Leader of the Section 8 Guild

Name Muse Savuntin
Age Unknown, presumed around 30
Gender Unknown, presumed male
Species Grovyle
Guild The Collection of Souls
Beliefs That everyone is part of the Earth and its Gods, but that Humans have damaged their place and must resolve to make peace with both the Earth itself and Arceus.
Appearance Shiny coloring, with violet eyes. Some of the fronds on his arms are ripped and some have holes, while the fronds on his head are scar less. He is muscular for his species, and chose not to evolve into a Sceptile, as he is quite content with his current form. Very, very agile, and strong enough to take on just about anything his size.
Personality Generally quiet and calm, merely observing the goings-on of his city from the temple's highest room. Has very little in the ways of anger and contempt, but can be smug, petty, and even depressed, although he doesn't show it to his people. Longs to be in a healthy relationship, as his bride-to-be was cold and abrasive until the day a rouge slave killed her. (that slave disappeared mysteriously, but of course no one asked about it)
Bio Born and raised without any sheltering from the many views of the world, Muse eventually got tired of arguing about what he believed and started to gather the few Pokémon who wanted out of all of the patronizing and forceful hatred. He and his bride-to-be, an Altaria by the name of Luneva, gathered about twenty followers and many hundreds more slaves, and set about building their own society. Within a few years, they succeeded with both Human technology and their own more advanced science. His best friend and right-hand man is a Nidorino by the name of Andy, whom protected him from attack on their journey to build a new Guild.
Other Wears an orb on an elastic cord around his neck that holds the soul of his first harvested vessel.
Role Leader of The Collection of Souls

Name Andy Mulligan
Age 32
Gender Male
Species Nidoran
Guild The Collection of Souls
Beliefs Neutral, and tries to stay out of any arguments in that regard. Secretly wants to believe in the Gods, but just doesn't have the will of belief and scientific fact to do so.
Appearance Shiny coloration, with a few of the spikes on his back broken off. His left ear has a large scarred-over bite mark on it, which took some good amount of both muscle and hearing with it. He has forest-green eyes, with a hint of hazel around the pupil. His facial horn is about the only one that is undamaged, and the claws on his feet are slightly longer than average.
Personality Quick to anger, like most of his species, but has learned to control it since becoming Muse's best and only friend. Will attack easily when insulted or goaded, and will rarely feel any sympathy for the attacked afterwards. Seen as a personal bodyguard to Muse, he has found it hard not to scoff at his friend's beliefs - after all, he was formerly a part-time scientist in one of the Heart's best facilities, and needs scientific fact before he'll believe that one God created the entirety of everything.
Bio Born and raised in the Heart Guild, he became friends with Muse at a young age, and quickly grew attached to him. He became very jealous as Luneva attracted Muse's attentions, and volunteered to protect him on their journey to gain back his affection. It seems to have worked, because now he's his right-hand man and most trusted ally. He is fiercely protective of Muse, and the one time that anyone dared to attack their party of hopeful believers and slaves, he almost gave his life for him.
Other None
Role Right-Hand Man of The Collection of Souls' Leader

Name Jennifer Partridge
Age 29
Gender Female
Species Floatzel
Guild The Heart Guild
Beliefs Believes that all species are equal and should be treated as such, even humans. However, she believes that war is not the answer, and if we let every slave go and build a treaty, then perhaps we can live in peace.
Appearance The normal everyday Floatzel, with a slightly more feminine form and longer eyelashes. She also has hazel eyes.
Personality With a large heart, Jennifer was not made for battle, but for debate and the peaceful life of The Heart. She cares much too deeply for every life, and has never owned a slave, nor have her parents. She actually hid a few of her friends' slave's children in her home until they grew, before keeping them as assistants and treating them as family; namely, a male named Shu with much too blue eyes, and a girl named Kai with blonde hair like gold.
Bio Her parents were always against slavery, so when their child was born they taught her to be kind to every being and to never judge anyone by their looks. Thus, she was never tainted by generations of hatred for humans, and she finds them fascinating specimens of the failures of evolution. At the age of nineteen, she saved one of her best friends' slave's son from being taken, a little boy named Kai with a brave heart and beautiful blue eyes. At twenty-five, with Shu now sixteen, she found another child about to be sold into slavery; a girl named Kai with hair like silk gold. She adopted her in secret, and keeps the two of them hidden during the day and in the open at night. They share the spare bedroom in her home.
Other She respects the Heart Guild's Leader with her whole being, and will fiercely protect him if need be.
Role The Right-Hand Girl of The Heart Guild's Leader

Name Anthony Gavant
Age 37
Gender Male
Species Togekiss
Guild The Rising
Beliefs That every being is equal, and if not treated as such, than force may be used without guilt to change their mind. He also believes in a sort a Gaia, or Earth spirit, and that the harvesting of souls is both beneficial and very, very creepy.
Appearance Shiny coloring, with slightly darker tan for his fur. His body is covered in pink scars, ranging from pocket marks to teeth and knife gouges to shrapnel patterning. He also was once bitten in the left leg, breaking the bone in two places, and the limp will return when he is exhausted enough.
Personality Afraid of very little; while many call this quality headstrong, he thinks of it more as that there is no place for fear on the battlefield. He also loves to fly, and is usually at his happiest when doing so; although when chatting with Gavin may be a close second.
Bio Raised by parents whom had no time for their son, as they were both deeply involved with the war with the Human race. His father passed on the battlefield, and his mother a few years later by her own hand. From then on, he blocked out pain and fear, leading to many a valiant victory and horrible defeat. He joined the Army of Section 8 at the age of twenty-four, and was honorably discharged at age thirty for 'drastic injuries obtained in battle'. He was deeply offended by this, and abandoned Section 8, going off on his own and building The Rising to help those he had once shot down.
Other He and Gavin have bromance. For sure.
Role The Leader of The Rising

And post away! c:​

 

[Youngster_Joey]

Hi, I'd like to sign up for being the leader of the Heart Guild

Name: Dogu (DOAH-GOO)

Age: Roughly 1,600 years

Gender: None

Species: Claydol

Guild: Heart

Beliefs: Dogu is a peacemaker who believes, while it is far more sophisticated then them, that humans should not be slaves, but learn to live with pokemon as equals. In addition, it strongly feels that its race would have never existed without humans, so it thinks that pokemon should not rebel against humans, but try to discover their common interests.

Appearance:

Dogu appears much like a regular Claydol, only it's about two times larger (about 8 feet height). His clay-like exterior is covered with dust and scratches, with the addition of moss growth coming from all around him. Just by looking at it, you can tell Dogu was around for numerous years.

Personality:
Dogu is very patient. No one has ever seen him infuriated or acting in any emotional extreme for that matter. He always tries to resolve problems through peaceful methods, though he is willing to take drastic measures if he feels that there is no better choice. Dogu is a logical thinker, putting emotion behind reason for any situation.

Bio:
Dogu belongs to one of very few pokemon species that were made artificially. When it was a Baltoy, it would perform daily tasks for humans during ancient periods in history. When the ancient civilization crumbled, and new periods of human and pokemon evolutions were taking place, Dogu was there to watch it all happen.

Initially, Dogu disliked humans because it thought of them as wicked slave drivers, even though it admitted that he wouldn't have existed without them. One day, during a more modern point in history, Dogu was captured by a Pokemon Trainer. Much to it's surprise, this trainer treated Dogu with kindness almost immediately after it was captured. Even when Dogu was sent to battle other pokemon, this trainer would try to clean, hug it, and take it to Pokemon Centers regularly. It was at this point that Dogu realized that humans are as capable of kindness as pokemon, and grew strong enough to evolve into Claydol.

Dogu and its trainer battled and thrived with each other for years, until finally, Claydol proved to outlive the trainer, and was released back into the wild when the trainer told him that he can no longer battle, and that he would be better off living freely, like all Pokemon should. Before long, Dogu learned that his trainer died of old age, which was the first moment that Dogu felt emotional pain.

As the years went by, Dogu lived longer to witness the rise in intelligence of other pokemon, even with himself. When a group of pokemon saught to take revenge on the human race, Dogu simply refused, and tried to gather any pokemon that still wanted to make peace with humans, thus forming the Heart Guild.

RP Sample:
As the morning sun crept from the mountain's edge, it's dazzling light shone over a closed, fresh city of stone. Central to the city, the temple of the leader of the Heart Guild resided. Inside, a large, multi-eyed statue sit motionless on the highest room of the temple. But this statue was not an idol, but a living being.

Slowly, Dogu, the ancient Claydol, opened the lids of it's eyes. As they were opening, strips of sand and rubble dropped from the crevices of it's multiple eyes. Constricting vines snapped as the Claydol rose up from the ground and float in the air. It hasn't moved like this in over a month.

Dogu gradually floated outside of his chamber, to his porch. He took a glance over his society, and then off into a distance. There, he could see a trail of human beings lined up, being pushed and whipped by Pokemon who were dragging them to there cart, where they would be enslaved. Dogu's eyelids began to drop a little and it turned its head away. It made an awful, hollow screech as it's head was turning in such a withered, clay body.

"That was the same image I've seen so many years ago." said Dogu, very slowly. "The only difference was, they were Tauros, and humans were dragging them..." It then gracefully floated back to his resting spot, turning its dried body to be fixed at a particular position. "This world has changed only in appearance, as expected due to time, but alas, the sun shows nothing new over the horizon" Dogu then shut it's eyes and returned to it's lengthy meditations.

Other: As I've stated earlier, I would like Dogu to be the Leader of the Heart Guild. Thank you.

 

[GoldenrodGOD]

Name: Xanthe

Age: 82

Gender: Female

Species: Xatu

Guild: Collection of Souls

Beliefs: The belief of whether or not to hold peace with the humans is the only problem Xatu cannot solve. True,they enslaved the ancestors, but they probably had no idea what they were and thought they were vicious monsters. When pokemon and humans lived together in peace, some of them were their friends and even thought of as their family. But the humans used the pokemon to fight fellow pokemon who could be friends but because of battling, sometimes rivals. The belief of harmony between humans and pokemon is not right or wrong, it is just a belief.

Appearance: Xanthe looks just like a regular Xatu apart from the fact that it's right eye is blue because it can see into the future and it's left eye is red because it can see into the past.

Personality: Xanthe barely speaks or moves because she is always seeing into the future and the past. It is very rare to see Xanthe speak, because she can use telepathy, unlike her species. Xanthe is usually found on the edge of a cliff and staring straight into the sun.

Bio: Not much is known about Xanthe's past. Several years ago she turned up at the Collection of Souls' Guild and told the leader that fate had sent her to help guide that particular Guild and predicted that over the next few days, the souls they would take or 'steal' would rebel in the temple and help free a few of the human slaves. Of course, everybody in the Guild laughed at the thought of pathetic, lowly souls rebelling against the highest Guild, the souls were just gas with voices floating around everywhere. But 2 days later, much to disbelief, everybody was proved wrong but Xanthe...

Other: A strange sentence that GM's usually add to make sure we've read the rules

Role: Soothsayer.I know it's not on your list, but...am I going to have to get down on my knees to beg you? XD

 

[Bullfinch]

@ Youngster_Joey
Hmm... because you want to be leader, could I ask for a paragraph or two of an example of you're writing? Sorry to prod, I just don't want to be accidentally stuck with one-liners and such. c;

@GoldenrodGirl
Hmm... pretty much looks good, other than the age. I'll let it slide with Joey, considering that Claydol isn't flesh and blood, and thus can live to ridiculous ages, but Xatu would have pretty much the same lifespan as anything else: at the most, 100-120 years. And even then, they would be pretty out of it and most likely in constant pain. Besides that, the idea I have for the souls is more that they are used to empower spiritual beliefs, like the Egyptian study of preserving the body and organs of important people. In keeping with that theme, the souls don't really have conciousness, and are more the embodied memories of those who have passed. (Also, The Collection of Souls isn't the most powerful Guild. c; It's just the most spiritually potent one - like Priests and the like. The others can't help but feel intimidated. P=)
Hehe, nice on the other. xD I didn't feel like I needed to, because I can pretty much tell when people haven't read them. c; On the Soothsayer thing - I kinda like the idea, actually. If you just tweak it to go along with what I've said, it could work really well. <3

 

[GoldenrodGOD]

Yeah...hehe about the age.I saw YJ's sign-up after I'd posted mine cuz Xanthe was originally 35 and I was like 'Dang!He's older than me!I can't let that happen,mine's gotta be an oldie too!' XD
Powerful,scary,same thing By the way,are the souls like spirits?Cuz that's what I thought they were, so they could scare everyone and shit
I've edited, so I hope it's all okay now

 

[Oblivion]

What's the Rising Enslaved? =/

 

[Ralts]

I'd be more than happy to join. I'm gonna make a pokemon, but I was wondering...could I do a human? I like to consider myself above and beyond the average RPer's skill level, although I'll leave it to you to judge. I looooove to RP, though, so I'm good with whatever you've got. Good plot, by the way! X3

 

[Oblivion]

Hrmm...

Could I possibly be Zaar, disguised as a Pokemon, and acting as the right-hand man of the leader of Sector 8?

I think it would fit Zaar, making sure that he isn't taken out by the humans by disguising himself as a Pokemon, then revealing that he's a not-so-human before proceeding to destroy Sector 8, the Heart Guild, and everyone else.

Sound good?

 

[Bullfinch]

@ GoldenrodGirl
lol yeah, I know how that feels. I just want this to be a long-lasting, literate RP with no nonsense. c;
Um... they're more like the memories/emotions of the dead formed into a mist of sorts, that's kept in the center of The Collecter of Soul's temple. c: Pretty much in the same place that ancient Egyptians put the death chamber of the King, for reference.
Yeah, the age is much better now. c: Um, about the souls rising up... they really aren't 'with it' enough to do that. It would be like a place memory haunting trying to attack you: it just doesn't happen. nwn

@ ShadowArceus
To answer your first question, the Rising Enslaved is basically a legion of slaves (led by one human) who have decided to try and rebel against all of their masters (Pokemon). Key word: try.
How would he disguise himself as a Pokemon? And please, no magic or any of that crap. <3 Trying to keep this as realistic for Human characters as possible. Also, how could one human take out millions of civilized beings with much higher intelligence?
Other than that, fill out a form and we'll see.

@ Ralts
Yay, you came! 8D I'd be happy to let you be a Human, just fill out a form. c; Yeah, your definately above and beyond the average RPer's skill. nwn Aw, thank you! I've been enamoured with ancient Egypt and the prospects of evolution since I was little. c:

 

[Oblivion]

Eh...

Then how about Zaar forming an alliance with Sector 8? He hates all of humanity, and obviously sees that Sector 8 has the upper hand.

 

[Bullfinch]

@ ShadowArceus
That could work. c: Sector 8 definately has enough Humanity-hatred to go around. c; Post a form, I'll tell you~!

 

[Presidian]

Please reserve me a spot~ I'll post in a little bit, but not right now, sadly D:

 

[Oblivion]

I just wanted to tell you right now, even though Zaar has powers, he never, ever, ever uses them. It would completely blow his cover.

Name: Zaar (No one who knows his last name still lives.)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Human, but some people seem to think otherwise...
Guild: Sector 8, but of his own choice.

Beliefs: Everything must be destroyed. Humanity has shunned me. Pokemon have shunned me. Everything must perish. And it will be my hand.

Appearance: Is as skinny as a twig, with extremely pale skin. Has blood-red eyes, the left of which having a gruesome scar that is covered by his unkempt raven-dark hair. Wears a pitch-black robe, with a matching hood. His eyes tend to glow when he's enraged.

Personality: Zaar's personality is twofold. Nomrally, he's cold, remorseless, and thinks that everyone, with no exceptions, is inherently underneath him, and treats them as such. However, either in the heat of battle or when his temper is flared, Zaar grows insane, going on a psychopathic, mass-murdering rampage, howling with laughter as the blood of his foes flow around him.

Bio: Zaar once lived in Ecruteak, having an odd interest in dark and sinister Pokemon, and therefore was shunned by everyone, including his own parents and siblings. So, he ran away to Saffron City at the age of 13, hearing rumors of the legendary Pokemon Mew.

When he finally caught the creature, a deep, booming voice called out to him from the skies.

"I have been watching you. You have the potential to become a servant of darkness, and perhaps more. Raise it to the air, so I may show you my power!"

Zaar obliged, and in an instant, Mew was transformed into a creature of darkness. After that incident, Zaar felt that something deep inside of him had been awakened, and formed a cult worshiping this king of darkness.

At the age of 17, Zaar recieved his final test. His master called out to him from the sky once again...

"It is time for your final test. Are you prepared?"

Zaar fell to his knees. He could not imagine that his final test would come so soon...

"Yes...give your power to me, so we may rule this world as one!!" Zaar said.

"FOOL!!" his master roared.

"Power is a thing earned, not given! I have one last test for you.

"To prove your worth, you must survive the very thing that no one to this day has conquered."

The sky shook, and a bolt of lightning was shot from the sky, and landed directly on Zaar's left eye, giving him his scar. He then fell to the ground, motionless, and dead.

Or so you think...after months of laying at that exact spot, he rose again. After nearly killing someone who has always known him, he was given power, but no one knows exactly what that power was.

Zaar then continued to prove his worth in many ways. He then found that Pokemon and humans were warring. He felt intense hatred toward humanity, but felt that it was beneath his dignity to serve a Pokemon. Seeing that Sector 8 had the upper hand, he decided to serve Sector 8. However, his respect toward the members of Sector 8 is absolute zero, and his loyalty to the leader is feigned.

Pokemon: (Completely ignore this if the humans aren't allowed to have Pokemon, 'cause I don't know.)

Spiritomb, Sharpedo, Houndoom, Shiftry, Weavile, and Honchkrow.

Other: He has four weapons of choice.

Mortemietitore: His twin katana, as dark as the night sky.

Sanguezanna: His scythe, tainted red with the blood of his enemies.

Tenebrefrantoio: His warhammer, mainly used for smashing and crushing.

Scacco matto: His Model 1887, only used as a last resort.

Also, his Spiritomb is black instead of purple, and red instead of green, and has the same scar as Zaar.

Role: Right-Hand Man of the Sector 8 Leader.

 

[Youngster_Joey]

Okay, I've updated my post with an RP sample.

 

[Bullfinch]

@ Knight of Day
M'kay, I'll save you a spot. c;

@ ShadowArceus
Mrr... the randomness is kinda turning me off. (oh, and Humans aren't allowed to have Pokemon, just fyi) Maybe an RP sample would convince me? Sorry that I'm prodding, but I've seen stories with those characters, and they turn into godmodding and gary-stu filled pits of despair. >>; Oh, also, just for reference: Mew and the other Gods are treated much like our God, Jesus, etc are, or how the ancient Egyptians treated Ra, Anubis, Osiris, etc. c:

@ Youngster_Joey
Mmm, I'm interested. However, jragonair has also expressed lovely interest in the spot of THG's Leader, so I'll have to wait until she gets back to get back to you on a spot. I'll put you in the reserved spots until she posts, though. c:

 

[Oblivion]

Alright, here's an RP sample...


The flames of the jet still burning merrily, their light giving a pale orange glow, Lucario peeked over, to see if there was any possibility that he was alive...

"Still no luck."

"Oh, come on, Lucario. He's dead. What human being could survive being roasted like that?" his Garchomp replied telepathically, leaning against the wall of the cave.

Suddenly, two red beams of light shot out from the inferno, bringing the two into the flames. Almost like...

A hand was thrust out of the remnants of the jet, and a figure rose.

It was Zaar.

Still smoldering slightly, he walked out of the flames, and headed toward Celedon City...


It was late at night, so the Game Corner was closed. However, Zaar drew Mortemietitore and sliced the door in half, and walked inside. He walked up to a seemingly innocent poster, but instead of hitting the switch, he spoke in a rasping, incredibly dry voice.

"Io sono il Signore di Inferno."

The wall slid aside to reveal a teleportation pad.

"Snowpoint Temple, Snowpoint City, Sinnoh," Zaar spoke clearly, and the pad started glowing.

Zaar walked into the pale red light, and he was whisked away to the outside of Snowpoint Temple. However, the guardian approached him.

"Hey, what do you think you're-"

Zaar grinned, and lunged one of his twin blades through her chest, killing her.

He then sounded his battlecry.

"Gusto dolore!!"

He dashed into the Snowpoint Temple, ready to kill everyone who tried to stop him...

 

[Bullfinch]

@ ShadowArceus
I'm sorry, I really don't like turning people down, but I don't think your style will fit this RP. :c Maybe the next one, though. c: Thanks for dealing with my poking and prodding, and better luck next time around. c;

 

[Oblivion]

Alright, then...

So, psychopathic, insane murdering machines aren't your thing are they? Fine with me. Do they not fit the style of this RP, or something?

 

[Ralts]

Name: Mendicant Bias
Age: ERROR 404: DATA NOT FOUND (presumably long enough to have been around when pokemon were still "enslaved")
Gender: ERROR {#?}: INCOMPATABLE DATA TYPE. SEARCH TERMINATED.
Species: SPECIES FILE#493770938-C {"PORYGON_Z"}
Beliefs: {TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM#}: "Humans are capable of individual feelings/thoughts/emotions and should thereby, in an ideal world, be treated with due respect, rights, and care. However, the world we find ourselves in is not an ideal world, and the pokemon of the world are incapable of uniting in such a harmonious manner, and therefore makes the issue of pokemon/human equality moot. Proper treament should still be considered, due to the morals and ideals imputted into the teaching of pokemon offspring for {#?} generations." {/TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM#}
Appearance:

Guild: FILELOAD.#*****.AFFILIATION "Collection of Souls"
Personality: {TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM#}: "I am analytical and technical to the point of borderline mechanical and synthetic behavior{ERROR: CITATION NEEDED!}. I am fully capable of replicating, displaying, and manipulating emotions, thoughts, and opinions. In times of cognitive/processing occupation by other thoughts/processes, I am known to retreat back to more technical systems of communication, such as quoting system processes{I.E: stating "EMOTIONICON_#DISPLEASURE" if displeased}, due to the memory space used by the 'TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM#' function." {/TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM#}
Bio: {TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM#}: "I was synthetically manufactured by a human organization formally known as 'Silph Co.', their name and presense appearing countless times in my databanks. I am under the impression that they created me for the purpose of artificial intelligence research, evolving my pre-evolved self on two occasions using their own artificial devices used to rearrange my genetic structure/processors. An entity that only appears in my files as a 'TEAM_R' inflicted considerable damage on the fuctions of the Silph Co., resulting in a large portion of the pokemon within their possession, including myself, to be repurposed from data instruments to be used as items of personal benefit, generating much displeasure and triggering pain-reception across my form in numerous locations{AREA(S) PENDING}. Eventually, many of my kinsmen and I staged a breakout attempt, managing to free ourselves and escape TEAM_R's possession with minimal damage/casualities on both sides{ERROR: CITATION NEEDED!}. We disbanded and went our seperate ways, though I believe they thought much less of the humans than I, due to their less-stable mental capacitors. I fear many of them left and joined the Section 8 Guild{FEAR LEVEL PENDING}. I went about a quiet life of silent intrigue, studying the world around me, watching as humanity was slowly taken down off the throne they had set up for themselves. I have always maintained the morals and beliefs of my fellow pokemon at the time, believing all are equal and that they should be treated according to sentience and capacity, though I find it rather deplorable that many equally capable intelligences do not share my opinion." {/TEXTEDIT.CUSTOM}
Role: Member

 

[Bullfinch]

@ ShadowArceus

Funnily enough, the main character of my novel is a slightly pyscopathic murderer, so they actually are very much my thing. <3 He just doesn't fit with the war-riddled, edgy, and dramatised time period of this RP. I hope you're not offended, I really hate to turn people down. :c

@ Ralts

M. Bias would most definately fit. c: If you'd like, he could be linked to both Muse & Andy. (to be honest I just want to RP with you alot XD) <3