The Earth has become a cold, gray, place since that day. That day when they came. I don't remember much about life before then, but then again, maybe there wasn't life. Now the sun never shines between the thick gray clouds that smother the earth. Cities that were once wonderful and great are nothing but graveyards, humans hiding deep within the ruins for protection. Mother says that once we lived on the surface in beautiful buildings of glass and steel, with blue skies and the sun shining it's warmth upon us. I don't think I can imagine such a thing.

Perhaps things would still be like it was in those days...if THEY hadn't came. They are not human, nor pokemon for that matter. In fact none of us are entirely sure what they are and where they came from. They are called Divinii, a superior race to humans. Or so I am told. With their larger bodies and colorless skin they look more like ghosts then anything alive. Very little about them looks anything like a human, but that goes without saying I suppose. They kill, and capture humans. I would honestly take death over captivity. Being a slave to one of those THINGS seems a fate worse then any death.

Pokemon, once plentiful are now few in number, like us humans. The legendary ones that the elderly speak of have long since vanished. I do not know how long it will be before we humans vanish as well...

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Information:

Alright here are the basic guidelines for this beastie. Each human is permitted two pokemon max. This rule is unchangeable. You may be a wild pokemon, or even a Divinii. However, if you are playing as a Divinii you have a couple regulations as well. Yes, you are ridiculously powerful. Yes you may have human slaves. No, you may not have pokemon. Instead of pokemon, you are permitted to have up to four original creatures that are the sworn enemy of pokemon. More will be explained in my introduction. Doubling and all that is permitted. ^_-

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Explosions ripped through the once silent ruins of the city, igniting the blackened sky with flashes of orange. Huge clouds of dust lifted into the air, adding to the ash that seemed to continuously rain from the sky. A dark form sprinted through the debris as blasts of energy shot out to either side of him. He ducked behind a large slab of concrete as one came too close for comfort, letting out a yell as heat rushed over his barely protected body. The young man panted heavily, leaning back against the stone as he attempted to gain back his breath. He bled from various small wounds all over his darkly tanned form. His clothing, tattered and dirtied was simple, a heavy gray bomber jacket over a faded black woven sweater that had been cut short beneath his ribs and exposed the majority of his abdomen. Worn out jeans covered his lower half as well as a pair of heavy duty boots.

He readjusted his thick goggles over his eyes, pulling the wide dark blue scarf up over his mouth to prevent himself from breathing in dust. Where in the hell was War!? Sweat beaded up over his forehead, rolling down the back of his neck as he adjusted his grip on the large halberd he carried. It was made of bone, the blood drenched ivory spanning a length of six feet, with two wickedly curved blades at either end and the middle bound in leather. Brushing a stray strand of uneven, violent red hair from his face, he pressed to fingers into his mouth and blew hard. A sharp, piercing whistle filled the air and he listened. Moments later, a faint howl returned his call.

The young man grunted and darted out from his temporary shelter, avoiding the rain of violence that continued to be thrown his way. If he could just get to some higher ground, he would be able to avoid the falling stone and fire. But noooo, the damn alien had him pinned good. That bitch was going to be dead as soon as he could figure out a way to get to her.

And amused smirk toyed at the edges of darkly painted lips as colorless eyes gazed down gleefully at her prey. She was just as pale as those eyes of hers, her skin nearly transparent and thanks to the silver blood that rolled through her veins, she seemed to glow even in the darkness of Earth's sky. Because of the heavy cloud cover, the sun never showed itself, nor the stars and moon. She lifted a delicate hand to tuck a strand of pure white hair behind a pointed ear that was filled with studs and rings. With a flick of her fingers, another blast of wicked black fire rolled free from the strange aura that surrounded her robe covered form. She was simply put, absolutely beautiful. Her body was curvacious, perfect, and yet... in an unnatural way. A small frown marred her features when a streak of black and silver caught her attention. It sped through the streets of the city toward the young man she was playing with.

Her eyes narrowed a fraction and with a snap of her clawed fingers, two large beasts rushed from her side to pursue the streak. She was not going to let them be reunited so easily. Her creatures were huge, easily dwarfing even the largest of Ursaring and they moved on all fours, fast, and powerful. Yet, they seemed to be comprised of that same black fire. They were both cat like, with odd skeletal projections that were imitations of wings and blades. And like ravenous monsters, they rushed down the sides of the building, landing hard on the cracked concrete below and running headlong after their prey.

The young man turned sharply down an alley, scrambling over steel and stone before bursting into an open street, again whistling loudly. He ducked back behind a wall when the woman sent another blast his way.

"Shit!" He spat angrily, glaring up at her. "WAR!"

A moment later, a mass of writhing, fighting bodies tumbled into the street. Snarls and cries of pain and rage echoed over the explosions. The young man ran headlong toward the three large forms, spinning his weapon with a cry and driving it deeply into one of the shadow cats. It yowled in agony and anger, it's spine dislodging from it's head as the ivory blade severed it cleanly. The second beast was flung several yards away, only to be slammed deep into the street by the full weight of a very large, very muscular Arcanine. Flames engulfed the screaming beast and with a weak cry it surrendered to death.

"Bout friggin time! Damn! You scared the shit outta me!" The young man exclaimed, trotting to the canine's side. War was a bit different from the Arcanine of old, his body lean, muscular, with massive claws and fangs designed for ripping apart Divinii beasts and their think hides. And he was covered in a brilliant silver fur, marred with black stripes and a long black mane and tail. Armor lined his legs, neck, head, and a leather saddle was situated neatly in place on his broad back. The large beast let out an affectionate growl, running his large tongue over the man's face. With a faint smile, the man vaulted onto the dog's back, his halberd in hand. "Let's go!"

Blasts spiraled down from above at them but because of War's speed, they did nothing more than slow their advance slightly. The large dog barked a warning to his partner, who held tight. With a surge of energy, the arcanine launched himself high into the air and used the side of a building as a spring board to bound onto the building that the Divinii woman stood upon.

"Ah, Rush, my beloved little brother..." She purred out. With a snarl of his own, the young man dismounted.

"I am no brother of yours, Alien!" Rush spat dangerously, sliding his goggled up to rest atop his head. His eyes, like hers, were pure white, rimmed in black and held a strange inhuman blue glow to them. She laughed vainly and motioned with her hand. Two more of her cats rushed to tackle War. With a howl, War launched a blast of flame at the duo, causing them to split before lunging for the nearest with his fangs. War moved to assist the dog when the fine hair on his neck rose on end. He leapt back a step, barely avoiding a silver blade wielded by the Divinii.

"Now, now, halfling...is that anyway to speak to your older sister?" She cackled. He struck out at her, rotating his weapon wildly. And she met his attack using a very surprising amount of strength despite her small body.

"Go screw a Pineco, bitch!" He hissed out, headbutting her and sending her sprawling on the ground at his feet. Her eyes widened a fraction, a scream contorting her bloodstained lips as one of her pets died. And before she could fully react, Rush slammed his blade through her torso. The ivory sank through hard flesh, tissue, and bone, cutting deep through organs before sliding out from her back and pinning her to the rooftop. She arched in agony, silver blood burbling free from the wound and her parted lips. Her rage and pain filled eyes glared up at him with hatred.

"Don't think...you can ever," She paused, spasming as he twisted the blade slightly," Be free...halfling. Others will come...you'll be...a slave, one way...or another."

A cold expression settled over his wild features. He remembered the collar, the beatings, the torment. Never again.

"Yeah...well you won't beable to enjoy it, Sister, dearest." He stated harshly before jerking his blade up in a violent movement, the halberd slicing clean through the upper part of her body and exiting near her shoulder. Chunks of bone and shattered tendons littered the rooftop around her, blood draining from her lifeless form. A yowl split the air behind him and he turned to watch the remaining cat beast desentigrate into nothing. War trotted to his side, panting heavily. The both of them were worn, bloody, and in need of rest. Climbing onto War's back again, he held tight as the beast threw them over the edge of the roof. War landed roughly on a lower building, bounding along the rooftops as he continued his descent. They needed to get to cover before another Divinii showed up.

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Rules

• I expect everyone in this game to have a strong hold on the English written language including proper grammar usage, spelling, and sentence structure. In Layman's terms, please be able to give me at least two to three paragraphs worth of post that move the story along.
• No power playing or god moding. Just don't do it. It's boring and rude.
• Be creative with this. I don't want to see any cookie cutter characters. This roleplay is dark and made to be so. Your characters should have some grit to them.
• If you are playing a pokemon trainer, you may only have a MAXIMUM of TWO pokemon and they may NOT be legandary. Just no. I will explain why later.
• Cursing and violence is permitted and encouraged as is romance, just don't go too overboard and get use all beaten with a ban hammer.
• If you cannot post for a few days or so, just let us know so that we know if you are still with us.

Character Forms

NOTE:: Pokemon in this time have begun to change, adapt to their new environment. They may be sleeker, a different color to blend in better, or any number of strange changes. Feel free to have fun with this aspect of the game but don't go too crazy. Also humans fight alongside their partners. They do not just stand by and watch. Because of this, a new weapon system has been crated that allows the user to insert the pokeball of their pokemon partner into the weapon itself. This allows the trainer to harness the power of their pokemon and channel it through the weapon.

For example: Rush has an Arcanine as a partner. When the two are in combat, he locks War's ball into the slot of his Halberd, thus giving his blade fire properties. The pokemon does not have to be in it's ball for the powers to work, however, the strength of the weapon will increase dramatically with the pokemon inside.

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For those interested in playing a Divinii, please send me a message. See my bio of Rush for an example if you have trouble filling out the form.

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