Setting
A large city founded in the Collenham Mountains by Trainers who established that Pokemon do exist in small areas on Terra. The city now serves as a base for transportation between Ruula and Terra.
The city has mostly stone pathways and bridges, being situated around a giant lake, and the roads circle it entirely, providing several good views. Around the city, one can find a Public Market, several small business, and several manors and farms, all aimed at retaining the older feel.
There is no Pokemon Center however, and the traditional Poke Mart is also absent, however, both services that would be provided can be found at alternative places in the city. The Proving Hall provides the biggest tourist draws these days however.
The city has mostly stone pathways and bridges, being situated around a giant lake, and the roads circle it entirely, providing several good views. Around the city, one can find a Public Market, several small business, and several manors and farms, all aimed at retaining the older feel.
There is no Pokemon Center however, and the traditional Poke Mart is also absent, however, both services that would be provided can be found at alternative places in the city. The Proving Hall provides the biggest tourist draws these days however.
Ridgecrest City
A large city that has fallen into ruins with the shadow of Draco's Legion ruling the area with an iron fist. To prevent an invasion, the portal to Ruula has been destroyed...leaving the defenders with no escape.
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Ridgecrest City is a part of 
Collenham Mountains.
6 Places in Ridgecrest City:
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Bic(Charmeleon) [247]
Ozzy Hendrix [207] Bad Blood
Grace Williams [192]
Verse and the Sand Five [180] Sandslash Verse, and his four Sandshrew buddies.
Adam Delacroix [114] Edgy white middle class teenager with a gun
Cu Mara [110] Hound of the sea
Luna Whistle [73] A Lapras
Blake Darkner [64] Criminal Mastermind
Jennifer Harsdorff [60] A young woman who loves adventure, parties, and making friends. While she's no stranger to combat, she prefers to wage war through her trusted Pokemon partners.
Legion of Shadows [48] The Chosen of the Lord of Shadow. The unyielding edge of the darkness.
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Valorie Ryder blinked. She wasn't exactly pleased to be reminded that she looked like a little kid, but accepted the offer anyway. "Don't worry—I'm technically an adult..." she responded in a tone that subtly admitted that she had no place calling herself an adult. No mental development had occurred since she was 14, which meant that she was missing quite a few 'adult' qualities. Just be glad that the DMV refused to give her a driver's license. "That sounds... nice though~" she responded in a tone that suggested she was familiar with the concept. Getting away from thinking—That was a plan she could get behind, at least for now.
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I guess I'm buying, then. To Golden Links!
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Titania Brightsmith sighed and unlocked the door after managing to sort things out with the hotel staff. "Well, that was a pretty fun night on the town. A shame I don't remember half of it. Jess? Jessica, I'm back!" she called out up the stairs before letting out a couple of throaty coughs.
Jessica Stark approached the other female after several moments with a hand on her hip and a cold drink in her hand, only mildly sipped. The smell of a sausage and eggs lingered in the air. Had she made breakfast? "Well welcome back! I fixed up a nice breakfast not too long ago... How's it?!" she demanded in a mildly playful tone, eager to hear how Titania had enjoyed herself.
"Oh, Valorie and I had a wonderful time. She's around your age, and she's a heck of a trainer. Watching her take out those dudes in the lobby was quite an inspiration," Titania gushed. "Even managed to win herself an Eevee. Lucky. I'll take the pancakes, but hold off on the sausage. We got pretty hammered..."
Jessica Stark " 'Round my age..?" Jessica asked thoughtfully. How about that? "Guess that means I've got a lot of catchin' up to do~" she replied in a very optimistic tone. "The pancakes 're ready. There's buttermilk with blueberry n' bananna." she continued, describing her creation with subtle pride. She couldn't help but note Titania's gushing however and wonder... "Y'sound like you really admire her." Jessica pointed out..
"If you saw her battle, you would too. I mean, just watching her Dragonite struggle to fit through the doors...that thing was huge. Easily eleven feet. I'll take the blueberry ones...as for how old she is, well, I don't quite know how to describe it."
Mmm. Delicious. Especially with the orange juice. "Did Nick give you a hard time while I was out?"
Mmm. Delicious. Especially with the orange juice. "Did Nick give you a hard time while I was out?"
"If you think Nicholas was the worst of your problems, you're about to be very sadly mistaken," came a voice from the door that Titania had foolishly left open. A rather large Zoroark walked in, in his natural form.
"Hello again, Titania...or should I say, Me-Maw? It's been quite a while."
"Hello again, Titania...or should I say, Me-Maw? It's been quite a while."
Jessica Stark "That's alright. M'folks always said these workin' hands would be like an—...em... 'passport to the adult world'." Jessica stated, struggling with her vocabulary for a brief moment before seemingly directly quoting her parents. Now, in all honesty Jessica had /no/ idea how big a dragonite normally was, but 11 feet /was/ rather large. "Does she work at the league 'er somethin'?" Jessica idly asked, moving to fetch Titania her pancakes. "I didn't think to ask!" she responded casually to the question of whether Nick had helped or not before a foreign voice interrupted Jessica's concentration. Pardon?! She turned and moved to get a better look at Tungsten, just sort of... surprised and a bit concerned at the way he was speaking to Titania. That had sounded a bit /rude/, mister! Also had he just talked? She did not have the context to freak out.
Titania Brightsmith jumped a little bit, but took it in stride. "Oh, hi, Tungsten. How's the whole helping people going for you, and--stuff?" The Zoroark was bigger and stronger than either of them. If he indeed had been lured down his father's path, both the females were about to experience a world of pain.
Tungsten sighed and lowered his shoulders. "As a matter of fact, that's what I'm here to accomplish. Titania, and whoever you are, I have sources telling me that a grave threat is about to befall your human world," he gestured dismissively at Jessica. "Ahriman may have fallen, but his brothers have sworn to finish what he started. If you thought one of him was bad, two of them means that I must warn you now while there is still time to prepare. Please pass this on to your colleagues, Me-Maw," he added with his species' trademark GROWWWWWF.
Jessica Stark hesitated for a moment. Alright. Titania seemed to know him. She stopped what she was doing and went to take Titania's side despite Tungsten's dismissive gesture, looking at him with a somewhat unreadable, but at least mildly serious expression. She was aware of the tone of the conversation. A grave threat? ...To the human world? WAhriman? Brothers? Titania knew them? "What'd you mean..?—" Jessica started before piecing a few things together. She may not have been educated, but she was a perfectly functioning human brain with a perfectly capable brain. The connection was made and she found herself silent, a now far more concerned expression on her face. She knew.
Titania Brightsmith was stunned into silence for a minute as well at Tungsten's warning. "B-Brothers? You mean I gotta go through this AGAIN?" As much as the Zoroark assured her that he was doing everything he could, she was still going into quite the Heroic Blue Screen Of Death. It took a brief hint of a Flamethrower to snap her back to reality before she started making a few calls on her PokeLog.
Tungsten finally turned his attention to Jessica Stark. "You. I don't know who you are, but you must be on your guard as well. Do your best to become strong, so that you may resist the tide of evil that is sure to be unleashed. For now, I bid both of you farewell--and may Victini be with you." With that, he took off in a dark blur into the night.
Jessica Stark ...Who? Jessica was a bit lost, but one thing seemed clear. She needed to help Titania, or at least offer her assistance. She watched Tungsten go, and then proceeded to turn and move to stand in front of Titania, face to face. She would wait, but her expression said they needed to speak. /Soon/.
Leanne (Leavanny) tottered about, looking for a lost Sewaddle child. she chided in Poke Speak, stooping low to sweep it up.
A small female still recovering from wounds she suffered at the hands of a rather pissy eelektross stopped to observe the leavanny with what appeared to be mild interest. She still walked and stood in a slightly awkward manner that hinted at her wounds, but she was at least on her feet. She was currently standing not all that far away, staring with those magical eyes of her. None of her pokemon were actually with her at that second.
Leanne (Leavanny) observed the wounded Human, and slipped into their tongue. "Oh! You're hurt! Here, have Mommy make it better." With the Sewaddle in one arm, still protesting having been picked up in the first place with plaintive cries, the other wrapped around Valorie's waist. "Come, let's get you fixed up."
Valorie Ryder seemed slightly shocked to discover the pokemon... talked! Someone get a scientist up in this town, the pokemon here /all talk/! Wait, what had the pokemon called her? Had she referred to her as 'Mommy'? No... that wasn't right. It was the wrong context. Had... she referred to her/self/ that way? A single hand slipped upwards to Valorie's lips as she meekly considered the leavanny's words even as one arm wrapped around her waist. With just a bit of prodding she could be led along. "P-Pardon..?" she asked, ever so slightly confused.
Leanne (Leavanny) prodded Valorie in the small of her back. "Lea, Leavan!" Apparently, the averse reaction to this Pokemon talking got her to switch back. More prodding. Was this Pokemon trying to lead her back to her place?
The Sewaddle stopped crying, and she touched up its woven clothes with another spit of silk as it went to sleep.
The Sewaddle stopped crying, and she touched up its woven clothes with another spit of silk as it went to sleep.
Valorie Ryder didn't much understand why she no longer understood the leavanny. Now that just made her thing she was going crazy and hearing things. Regardless, she decidedly moved to allow the other to lead her. A part of her wanted to find out—Everything happened for a reason, or at least that was her theory. She wanted to believe this meant something, and looked up at the leavanny with an expression that suggested she had questions.
Leanne (Leavanny) flustered a bit. "Oh, how terribly rude of me. I haven't even introduced myself. I'm Leanne, and when we get home you can meet my wonderful husband Lenny. It just won't do for someone like you to be out and about. Not at all. But don't be too loud, we mustn't wake the baby."
Overbearing, protective mother? Check.
Overbearing, protective mother? Check.
Valorie Ryder nodded in response to Leanne, toning down her voice in return. "I'm Valorie..." she responded in a somewhat slow, curious tone. Husband? Someone like her? ......Baby? Well okay, that last one was seemingly rather obvious. "Have we met..?" she couldn't help but ask, not fully understanding why Leanne was so... so... caring.
Leanne (Leavanny) shook her head. "Nah. Not really. I just saw you limping around, and I'm like, goodness me, a child like you can't be out by herself in such a dangerous place! Who knows if one of those nasty Chain gangs come to get you? You're much safer with me...and we're here!" True to Leanne's word, there was another Leavanny there, a male one...though it was kind of hard to tell. Their antennae quivered a bit. "Room for one more tonight. I found a wounded Human."
Lenny grumbled and started making the room, dirt flying everywhere. "Hee hee. It's so nice to have a handyman around the house," Leanne added.
Lenny grumbled and started making the room, dirt flying everywhere. "Hee hee. It's so nice to have a handyman around the house," Leanne added.
Valorie Ryder winced as dirt took to the air. Her sensitive eyes didn't entirely appreciate the dirt, but she did not comment. So she was a child to this leavanny? Leanna? Lenny? ...Sometimes she appreciated being considered an adult. It served like a bandage to her wounded ego. On the other hand, she really couldn't blame the pokemon for coming to such a conclusion. "I'm mostly healed. Just—...Well." she started to explain, floundering for words a bit. It occurred to her that the pokemon probably didn't sleep on anything resembling the advanced, comfortable beds of a human home. "I got bitten, is all..." she continued, slightly meek.