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An Omega Adventure: Part 4-Contests, Rivals, and Evolutions
JiMing posted a blog entry in blogs_blog_1804
Stunned, Jim went up to each Magma grunt in the line and questioned what they were doing. Responses ranged from telling him to stop cutting in line to mentioning how they were polite for paying the entrance fee..... And one who wondered if they should take the museum by force. While his unease was only heightened, Jim backed off and let the grunts go, as he didn't want to have to deal with fighting all of them at once right then and there. The trainer rushed off to the shipyard, where Captain Stern was apparently located. However, going there, the captain's assistant, Dock, informed Jim that Stern left for the Oceanic Museum-the very location the Magma grunts congregated in. He wasted no time to run back, fearing for the Captain's safety. Yet when he returned, all of the Magma grunts who had been waiting outside evidently got through the reception. In fact, most of them were peacefully observing the displays. One of them even recognized Jim as the one who had beaten them before, giving the young boy the TM for Thief before hightailing it. While there were a lot of Magma grunts around on the first floor, Stern was nowhere to be found. Therefore, using the power of logic, Jim went upstairs, and lo and behold, Captain Stern was there to claim the Devon Parts. Yet two grunts had been waiting for the parts, and demanded Stern hand them over. After a few deep breaths and reminder of how easily the last grunt he had taken on was dealt with, Jim challenged the first grunt, winning with no losses. The second fared no better, confusing the trainer how they could be so weak. Then, before more grunts could show up, a thin, glasses-wearing man with cold eyes walked in. He introduced himself as Maxie, leader of Team Magma. Their goal evidently was to expand the landmass, providing more space for humanity to develop and exploit. Those words made Jim and his Pokemon's blood boil. How was it possible for someone to be so cold and callous?! The group wanted to stop Magma's plans right then and there but Maxie chose to withdraw the grunts from the museum. While glad he didn't actually have to take on the entire organization at once, the thought of what they were planning made Jim shudder. With nothing left to do in Slateport, it was time to head to the next Gym. However, a large crowd was gathering around the. Pokemon Contest Hall, piquing Jim's curiosity. Making his way into said crowd, he saw a young woman in flashy clothes speak to the entranced audience. Apparently she was Lisia, a Contest idol on her hundreth talent scouting adventure. Despite screams from rabid fans, she chose Jim, who had never even heard of her or seen her performances. Despite the death glares he got, Jim agreed to participate in a Contest. Bree conveniently had many 'Cool' moves, and so he participated in the Cool category. After feeding her many Pokeblocks and dressing up in a (rather tacky) outfit provided by Lisia that somehow fit his measurements perfectly, Jim went on to take the crowd and Contest by storm, as Lisia's chosen star. Even with his victory in his first performance, Jim wanted to get a move on and head to Mauville to continue his quest for the Gym Badges. Despite her confidence and peppy attitude, the trainer also felt somewhat nervous around Lisia too.... As if being around the Contest star conflicted with... Someone else. Jade even picked up on his unnerved behavior, asking what was wrong. But there was no answer to be had. It took a thanks and promise to compete again to wriggle out of the Contest Hall and Slateport. Beforehand, he received a special 'Cosplay' Pikachu who could learn new moves depending on the costume it had. Which, I guess was cool. Pokemon Acquired!-Heather the Cosplay Pikachu Heather doesn't speak much aside from the occasional 'Pika!' Instead, the maybe one-of-a-kind Pikachu prefers to express herself through bombastic and over-the-top motions. Being so unique has inflated her ego somewhat, though thankfully she's fully tolerable to the Pokemon of the PC. Some of her fellow Electric-types have even befriended her! And so it was off to Route 110 for Jim and his team! Right off the bat, a Gulpin was caught and sent to the PC. Pokemon Acquired!-NomNom the Gulpin NomNom loves eating food. As in, a lot. In fact, eating is one of the only things that worries this relaxed muncher. And if there's no food around at the moment, NomNom is strong willed enough to find a way to acquired some. Keep your lunches away, folks! After much exploring, Jim ran into May on the Route! Apparently she had expanded her team and wished to challenge him, a wish he obliged too. While it was true her team was a massive improvement over having one unevolved starter, it was still a cakewalk for Jim and his full team to tackle. Jade even evolved during the battle into a Kirlia! May once more was rather impressed at how far Jim had come in such a short time. After all, he had only started being a trainer back at Littleroot! Even he was baffled at how quickly he picked up on the skills. However, it was quickly becoming clear that May had to leave in order to continue her fieldwork, and in that moment, Jim suddenly felt conflicted to mention his exploits at the Contest Hall. Before he could come to a decision though, May had left and it was onwards to Mauville for Jim. He had heard tales of how large the city had become, but the sheer size of Mauville still caught Jim and his team off guard. It was like the city was just one massive shopping center with living quarters upstairs. After a few minutes of deliberation, he decided to start at Rydel's Bike Shop. Kindly enough, Rydel allowed Jim to take not one, but two bikes for free! Even though he had to switch between bikes, this was by far the best deal he had ever gotten. After choosing the Mach Bike, Jim thought back to the Granite Cave. Could those muddy slopes be traversed at such a high speed? After returning to Dewford to check, it turned out that was indeed the case! The trainer had the opportunity to explore new sections of the cave, and caught two Pokemon. Pokemon Acquired!-Diamond the Aron Most of the time, Diamond is a lax Pokemon. She never really enforces or backs up her requests. She is however, defiant to not listen to the requests of others. How is that possible for one Pokemon to have those two traits at the same time? I'm not sure. Pokemon Acquired!-Futakuchiona the Mawile Futakuchiona is quiet. As in, truly quiet. She never utters a peep, ever, or does much of anything. That combined with her hair mouth makes the Mawile quite unnerving to the other denizens of the PC. And for good reason too, she's aggressive and loves to fight. Best to keep away! Afterwards, Jim made his way back to Mauville to take on the Gym! Every single one of his team members evolved save for Stormageddon. Combined with his lack of importance during key battles, the Wingull was getting frustrated. Was he useless? Gerridae no longer being a water type meant he had no one to compete with either. The others did what they could to cheer Stormageddon up, but nothing could snap him out of it. When reaching the Gym, there was none other than Wally, who was begging for his uncle to let him challenge Wattson. In a desperate measure to prove himself, Wally took on Jim. Sadly, only having one Ralts against a full team left him little chance of success, and so he was defeated in short order. Naturally, the sickly boy was disheartened... But seemed to gain a sort of resolve as he left. Nevertheless, it was Gym time! The electric barriers seemed rather unsafe, but that was of little consequence as Jim made it past the puzzle in short order. It quickly came down to Wattson versus Jim. The battle hit off to a good start, as the trainer learned of Magnemite's Sturdy ability beforehand, which was bypassed by Bree first using Quick Attack before securing the kill with Flame Charge. Voltorb didn't fare much better, as Jade simply healed back any damage done through Draining Kiss. In short order, Wattson was down and Jim claimed his third Gym Badge! Of course, that meant it was now time for him to head to the next city. But when reaching the end of Mauville, he saw two Magma grunts discussing plans and leaving. Just who WAS Team Magma, and just what were they planning? Jim was feeling afraid at what the future held for him, and Hoenn as a whole... -
It's time for things to heat up in Lightfall. If you've missed out on the action so far, start out right here. For the central hub of Lightfall, go to the review topic. Now, if nothing else must be said, I think some of the epic's characters have debts to settle...and they would like to started. Like...Right. Now. Part 3 – The Paths of Warriors Chapter 22 Zakaz, 995 years after the Great Cataclysm “…So you’re up to it then?” said a gray-armored Toa. A squad of Skakdi restlessly waited around him. “Sure, Toa. If we’re in on the bounty, we got your back,” responded a vicious overlord, the leader of these Skakdi mercenaries. The Toa said “Then we’re sealing the transaction, I get one third of the total payment from AlBeGam, your party gets the other two-thirds to split as you see fit. I still support the 50-50 split - ” “Shut it, Toa, if you want your deal. The time for haggling is over - now it’s business or bust.” “Fine. Then let’s go. Reiterate your squad’s names again, Falkhan. I got to call them something.” “That’s Chief Falkhan. As for my squad, that’s Rayzan there, our demolitions expert. Krazann here specializes in close combat, and is generally our primary combatant. Morgoz is the last one. He makes sure nothing escapes alive, so he’s a secondary brawler and long-range specialist.” “A well-balanced group. I suppose that’s why you stood out to me when I went looking for a team. Our destination is here,” said the Toa, pointing at a cove of the Northern Continent on a tattered map. There’s…some sort of fortress there, which is why I needed aid. Rayzan will be indispensable into gaining access. I believe our targets are holed up inside with the aid of at least two other Toa.” The deal was made. The Toa in question wanted no longer just wanted payment, but also revenge. Revenge for the fool they had made him appear to be on Stelt. Order must be established once again. Justice must be dealt. Rynekaad was going to set things straight. Chapter 23 Northern Continent, 995 years after the Great Cataclysm “Well, this is bad,” sighed Emeder. Guftivei contradicted “What? I was getting sick of just sitting here. Time we put things in motion!” After mentally scanning numerous areas to assess the situation, Imegna had found the mind of Rynekaad. She had just notified them of his intentions. “Don’t forget, he doesn’t actually know what’s going on here. He thinks the fortress down the cove is under our control. He doesn’t realize we have been trying to break into it for over a year already, waiting for the opportune moment,” reminded Imegna. The fortress was formerly a Brotherhood of Makuta outpost. It had since been abandoned, but the building still swarmed with their forces. After Imegna had approximated its location with psionic searches, they set out to pinpoint the exact location with traditional exploration. This had taken the better part of the last year. Now that they had found it, they had set camp for a few weeks, uncertain of what step to take next. They wanted to infiltrate it in order to obtain a very specific prize: shadow leeches. After the revelation about the power of the Light Ravager, Imegna had been the least fazed. Certain some way to defeat it existed, she searched her memory of mind-reads to ascertain a feasibly obtainable shadow substance. After discussing possibilities she knew of with the others, the general consensus was that their primary objective would be to steal shadow leeches from a Makuta facility. This outpost, abandoned by its original overlords, seemed like a perfect starting point…until they saw the Rahkshi patrolling it. The party had remained unnoticed so far and determined that there were at least two Exo-Toa suits, a minimum of ten Rahkshi (quite possibly as many as twenty), and who knew what else. Imegna’s mind-reading was unsuccessful in obtaining more information as she had little practice with the unusual minds of kraata, if they could even be considered to have minds. “How did he ever find out we were here?” Tignioni questioned. Imegna answered “It wasn’t clear in what I saw…sometimes - fine, frequently, I only get fuzzy views when trying to use my psionics over such distances or vast groups of people. When I said I read the minds of everyone in several continents, I didn’t mean that it was simultaneous or clear. It was in groups and often very vague.” “Honestly, we passed several settlements on the way here. He could have been tipped off by someone in one of those, or he could have been in one himself. Long-range scouting on his part may have made it clear to him we were in the area and he might have assumed we were in the fortress when he saw it,” contributed Emeder. “We’re totally fried either way.” “Nah…I say the fun’s just beginning,” said Guftivei. “Seriously, I say we blow that rock pile sky-high!” Even Tignioni had a hard time agreeing with this call to action. “Actually, Guftivei –” Imegna started “Your enthusiasm just gave me a great idea. Somehow, I have a creeping suspicion that Tignioni isn’t going to like it too much…” Chapter 24 Northern Continent, 995 years after the Great Cataclysm Rynekaad and Falkhan surveyed the beach. “This looks good. Relatively unassuming, near the ship, fortress in view. Get your squad over here with our supplies, Chief, and we got a camp.” Rynekaad said as they found a seaside opening behind a cluster of boulders. On a hostile rise above them was the fortress, but the boulders would prevent anything from seeing their camp. The terrain was simply austere. Crags of sharp rock existed in place of soil and rubble was littered around the area. Sickly bushes clung to life as unforgiving salty winds raced inland from the ocean. The fortress was about three hundred bios inland and their camp was set almost on the beach and skewed away from it by a slight amount to the right. The fortress walls were about twelve to fifteen bios in height. Sheer escarpments rose up a hundred or so bios out from either side of the fortress with the only gap being a valley that the fortress had been situated in the center of. The cliffs themselves were about thirty bios tall, with talus slopes cascading down them at intervals. Atop these cliffs were thickets of undergrowth that thrived at their elevation, free of the harsh winds in the valley. The valley, by its very nature, funneled foul weather both from the continent and the ocean to this point, leading to perpetually gray skies. - - - Tignioni looked down from the cliff face. From his vantage point he could see everything: the abandoned Makuta outpost to the northwest, the bounty hunter camp to almost straight west, even his own camp to the north. His camp was difficult to see from his spot due to thickets of trees obscuring it. Matter of fact, all he could see of it was the glow of the campfire. Rynekaad and his Skakdi were just getting settled in. Now was his time. With a deep breath in preparation, he jumped off the edge and began to slide down a talus slope. - - - “What in the name of Irnakk?” Falkhan asked himself. Not removing his eyes from the red streak hurtling toward the ground, he called out “Rynekaad, what do you make of this?” Rynekaad came over to assess the source of Falkhan’s confusion. As soon as he saw it though, he was flabbergasted. At the center of a dust cloud that was just starting to dissipate was the very Toa of Fire that had possessed the audacity to challenge him on Stelt. “Get him!” he roared. The rush to secure the enemy wasn’t all that necessary, however. The Fire Toa was almost incapacitated after riding an avalanche of rubble down to the valley bottom. The Toa glanced up to see every Skakdi in the squad with armaments trained on him. He dropped his sword at his feet. Rynekaad stalked forward and removed one of the conventional daggers from the row strapped over his chest, then held it to the newcomer’s throat. “Well, if it isn’t Red Head again.” “It’s Tignioni, if you wanted my name.” “I’ll remember that Hot Shot. Get it? Fire, Hot?” Rynekaad continued, the dagger steady the entire time. “Funny.” “You betcha’ fancy mask I’m funny.” “Right. Um…so, I’m formally handing myself over. If you will just let me go when the battle’s over, I’ll tell you everything you need to know.” “Considering there’s no price on your head, I say we got a deal. But first, I want to know just why you suddenly seem all excited to get on our side of things, when you pulled a sword on me back in Stelt. If I even smell a lie, I’m going to let my Skakdi acquaintances have fun with you. From what they’ve told me, they’re pretty creative when it comes amusing themselves. How’s this sound to you, Chief?” “Fun.” “And you, Red Head?” “Fine by me; I’ve nothing to hide. Just one question: Why do you call me Red Head when my mask is yellow? As I said, you can call me Tignioni.” Ignoring the question, Rynekaad concluded “Deal. We’re taking you back to camp Hot Shot…”
