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:
32 Characters Here
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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Luna dug in, chomping and snarfing away at the food, scooping it up in her mouth then rocking her head back to let it slide down her throat in the most gobbling of fashions. Zee pulled a face behind his mask and turned aside. "Do you have to eat so much?" he asked unimpressed.
"Well yes I do. Sometimes my Charmeleon friend on land gets into all sorts of trouble and its all I can do to make sure he eats well."
Zee felt his mouth go dry. "Charmel-" he started only for his helmet to cut out.
"Oh yes!" Luna chirped, wading around the boat towards Zee's position, "I share my food with him."
"...Is he friends with a Sandslash in a cowboy hat?"
Luna's head tilted almost curiously.
"Well yes I do. Sometimes my Charmeleon friend on land gets into all sorts of trouble and its all I can do to make sure he eats well."
Zee felt his mouth go dry. "Charmel-" he started only for his helmet to cut out.
"Oh yes!" Luna chirped, wading around the boat towards Zee's position, "I share my food with him."
"...Is he friends with a Sandslash in a cowboy hat?"
Luna's head tilted almost curiously.
Smiling good naturedly Cu sits down cross legged on the deck simply content to watch Luna eat. He laughs, "I guess you were hungry." Picking up on the fish himself he scrapes the scales loose and begins eating the fish raw, not minding the flavor. Sushi was quite good, even if this wasn't quite the same thing. "You should eat as well Zee," Cu calls, not remembering the last time he saw his friend eat.
Smiling good naturedly Cu sits down cross legged on the deck simply content to watch Luna eat. He laughs, "I guess you were hungry." Picking up on the fish himself he scrapes the scales loose and begins eating the fish raw, not minding the flavor. Sushi was quite good, even if this wasn't quite the same thing. "You should eat as well Zee," Cu calls, not remembering the last time he saw his friend eat.
"I prefer bird food..." Zee answered, only to look up at the Lapras who had now circled the entire boat to face him, "I mean, I prefer nuts, seeds..." He was staring at her, eye to eye, feeling uncomfortable.
"Do you know my friends?" Luna asked as she slowly leaned forward until there was a clonk of skull colliding with helmet, "You wouldn't be giving them any trouble would you?"
Zee shuffled uncomfortably. "Cu. Please call your friend off she is making me uncomfortable."
"Do you know my friends?" Luna asked as she slowly leaned forward until there was a clonk of skull colliding with helmet, "You wouldn't be giving them any trouble would you?"
Zee shuffled uncomfortably. "Cu. Please call your friend off she is making me uncomfortable."
Cu watched the strange byplay between the two mons bewildered. Only being able to understand half of the conversation was bothersome. He really needed to hurry up and learn this language. He laughed as head met helmet. It was clear to anyone the normally unflappable Zee was nervous, though Cu didn't know why. Hearing the pleading in his friends voice Cu sighs before standing, making his way to stand near them. Gently placing his hand on Luna's brow he applies gentle pressure to push her away.
"Alright, alright, give'im some space." He said it while laughing, but their was an undertone of command that was hard to hear and a sharpness to his eyes that wasn't quite revealed.
"Alright, alright, give'im some space." He said it while laughing, but their was an undertone of command that was hard to hear and a sharpness to his eyes that wasn't quite revealed.
Following these pokemon was a drag. Adam just wished he was at home where there were less people. Everyone here was making too much noise and he could hear it even over his earphones. And that was when some kid walked up to him, maybe a year older than he was, cocky smirk on his face and arms folded. "Hey!" he said, "Do you want to battle?"
Adam stared blankly for a few long seconds before he shrugged and tugged his earphones out. "Why the hell are you asking me for? Ask them, they're the ones who do all the fighting," he answered with a jerk of his head towards Natasha, Mr. Slithers and Bic.
The kid rolled his eyes, unimpressed. "Seriously?"
Adam shrugged and just put his headphones back in.
"Hey! Any of you want to battle?" he called out in the direction of the three pokemon.
Natasha tossed her mane haughtily. "We are in no condition to fight," she answered the air itself thanks to the language barrier.
"You are in no condition," the Arbok was quick to correct, "Some of us choose not to fight." And with that he coiled up and rest his head on top of his own body with eyes closed.
Adam stared blankly for a few long seconds before he shrugged and tugged his earphones out. "Why the hell are you asking me for? Ask them, they're the ones who do all the fighting," he answered with a jerk of his head towards Natasha, Mr. Slithers and Bic.
The kid rolled his eyes, unimpressed. "Seriously?"
Adam shrugged and just put his headphones back in.
"Hey! Any of you want to battle?" he called out in the direction of the three pokemon.
Natasha tossed her mane haughtily. "We are in no condition to fight," she answered the air itself thanks to the language barrier.
"You are in no condition," the Arbok was quick to correct, "Some of us choose not to fight." And with that he coiled up and rest his head on top of his own body with eyes closed.
Once upon a time, Bic would not have even given him time to get a pokeball out before he had attacked. He'd changed a lot since then. Been through many hardships and been taught about the world. Everything didn't revolve around battle. But if that were the case, what was his place in the world? Hah, fighting for sport was something that he may have left behind, he was finally starting to see the difference between fighting for fun and fighting to kill. He was part of a cause now and he wouldn't sully that. He snorts at the human blowing some smoke out as he is turning his head and body away from the trainer arrogantly, crossing his arms with his snout in the air. As if to say, 'you're not even worth my time.'
The teen narrowed his eyes at the group and words were out of his mouth before he could think. "Yeah, I thought you were all too weak to take on Crusher," he said with a jerk of his head to indicate over his shoulder where a giant blue turtle stood chuckling and staring at the group. The Blastoise let out a smug snort and turned away. The youth walked back over to Adam and added, "Your pokemon are cowards."
Adam didn't pay him any mind.
Adam didn't pay him any mind.
"Probably tastes like charmander shit." The words slipped from Bic's mouth without conscious thought, likely easily carrying to the large turtle he was looking at from the corner of his eye. He barely had a filter at the best of times. So after being insulted it got worse. He slaps his tail against the ground in agitation, wondering what the hell was the matter with trained pokemon anyway.
Adam's eyes drifted from the trainer to Bic and he reached up for his headphones to tug them out. "Hey," he said, "If you wanna kick his ass I'll watch."
The trainer was walking away now, heading back to his Blastoise and giving it a nudge before he said something to it which made the pokemon shrug.
The trainer was walking away now, heading back to his Blastoise and giving it a nudge before he said something to it which made the pokemon shrug.
Bic glances at the Adam human, then to his companions. Flashing the snake a guilty grin, and showing Natasha a cocky grin, he nods sharply. Stepping confidently forward he assumes his standard battle stance, ready to charge at a moments notice. In his mind he was assessing his enemy. Bulky, probably quick on a charge but slow to turn. He drew air sharply into his nose, tasting the air as it's drug slowly across his tongue. He smells like water, have to be careful there. Feeling he'd assessed enough, he slaps his tail against the ground, snarling a wordless challenge. Smoke spilled from his mouth in preparation for one of his signature moves, and his core burst with heat. Everyone close to him would be able to feel it. His entire countenance screamed 'bring it!'
The Blastoise attention was had, a stumpy hand grasping at his trainer to push him aside in case of trouble. "You want to fight now?" the trainer sneered, raising his ball up and returning the pokemon, "Then come on, I know just the arena!" He darted off ahead to a place with multiple enclosed arenas, each with shatter proof glass lining the walls to prevent collateral. Finding one he was satisfied with he headed for the challenger end.
Adam had to shield his eyes from the heat at first but he was quick to get up on his feet with a tug of his red trench coat and a small smirk. "This kids up to something," he muttered under his breath before he glanced at Bic. He was going to hold out a hand to stop Bic before he walked into the arena.
The arena the teen had stepped into was like a large bowl with rounded walls and only about six feet of flat ground in the center. It was closed small and tight. It wasn't sloped so steep that someone like Bic would slide, but someone with a bit more weight would have a hard time staying out of the middle, where the Blastoise was being called back out to.
Adam had to shield his eyes from the heat at first but he was quick to get up on his feet with a tug of his red trench coat and a small smirk. "This kids up to something," he muttered under his breath before he glanced at Bic. He was going to hold out a hand to stop Bic before he walked into the arena.
The arena the teen had stepped into was like a large bowl with rounded walls and only about six feet of flat ground in the center. It was closed small and tight. It wasn't sloped so steep that someone like Bic would slide, but someone with a bit more weight would have a hard time staying out of the middle, where the Blastoise was being called back out to.
Bic followed along at a sedate pace. His blood beginning to pound in his ears. He was going to have a battle. It made his blood boil and sing. He could hardly control himself, his eyes took on the look of the predator that he was as he watched the back of the trainer of the turtle, he stalked him the entire way there. As he took in the site of the arena and was preparing to enter, the Adam human stopped him. Growling at him slightly he looks at him out of the corner of his eye. "This had better be good," He says. The tone irritated but accepting of the slight delay.
"That's a Blastoise," Adam stated as he made eye contact with Bic and gestured to point at the other pokemon, "It's shell is as tough as iron and it can pull its limbs inside. And on top of that its capable of firing water stored inside its shell hard and fast enough to shove you over and push you all over the floor. But its got a weak spot. The belly is a lot softer. Except look at him." Adam's head turned to stare at the pokemon for a moment which grinned smugly waiting for its opponent to arrive.
"He's big and heavy. If you try to get underneath him, he'll probably just slam down on you. I'll try to spot a weakness from up in the trainer booth. You just do what you do best." And with that he turned and headed into the trainer section, letting Bic take the lead from there.
"He's big and heavy. If you try to get underneath him, he'll probably just slam down on you. I'll try to spot a weakness from up in the trainer booth. You just do what you do best." And with that he turned and headed into the trainer section, letting Bic take the lead from there.
Bic snorts, brushing past Adam, but still giving a sharp nod of acceptance all the same. This one would get dangerous the longer it went on. He's have to finish it as quickly as possible. He scratches the floor as he goes along. Getting a feel for the grip of the floor and how he'd be able to move on it. "Not bad," he growls under his breath. He's be able to move well. Glancing at the sloped walls, he knew he'd be able to use them to his advantage. Bic was not a normal trainer raised pokemon. He used everything to his advantage. He glanced at the things belly, it certainly looked softer, but he didn't want to be in from of the beast. Glancing at the enemies trainer, Bic grins. The master can't order his slave, if he can't see him. Bic hunkers down on the starting point. Completely alert and ready for battle. Just waiting for the call.
Two beeps with red lights flash overhead, then one green and a different sounded beep to signal the fight starting. The Blastoise waisted no time, testing immediately how much a shmuck Bic was by bending at the knees and hurling the bulk of its body at the Charmeleon. But even as it fell two stubby arms stretched out to catch it on the off chance the bulk had missed Bic.
The instant the Blastoise tensed as the final noise sounded Bic exploded into motion. He'd already foreseen the possibility of a fast charge so he was not taken by surprise. Bic was certainly not the fastest pokemon in the world. But he was fast. His natural speed coupled with his Flame Charge made him even faster. His body cloaked in flames that pushed him forward Bic surged forward spewing choking black smoke all the while. Claws becoming like metal as he moves. Ducking beneath the outstretched arm of his opponent, passing withing inches of his enemy he can practically smell him, Bic rakes his own claws out wide intending to tear into the Blastoise's knee as he moves past. Not waiting to see if that hits he continues to spew smoke. Venting copious amounts to block the blastoise trainer's view and prevent him from giving accurate orders.
The clawing did the damage it was meant to, a hiss of pain coming from the Blastoise as blood was drawn, but no sooner had Bic passed the beast did it spin on the spot, using the rounded shape of its belly to spin. From the open-holed back came too hard jets of water, spraying out for the passing Bic like a roaring firehouse.
Curiously enough the arms of the creature had taken to retreating inside of its shell and the bad leg had followed, leaving it with only one out.
Curiously enough the arms of the creature had taken to retreating inside of its shell and the bad leg had followed, leaving it with only one out.
A savage grin takes over Bic's face as he sees the blood on his claw. He hears the water before he sees it, but doesn't slow his charge. If anything he goes faster, the flame charge getting more intense as his speed rises and Bic drops to all fours for better traction. He uses the curve of the arena to his advantage, digging his metal claws into the floor he keeps from slipping. Keeping just ahead of the powerful blasts of water. His goal was to circle around the Blastoise at high speeds. Quicker than the beast could turn and dart in and damage its other leg. Limiting its ability to move, or fire its cannons. When behind the Blastoise he would dart in, raking at its other knee, then using the added weight from his iron tail he would swing around, almost as if drifting and run off staying behind it. Spewing black smoke the entire time.
The Blastoise disappeared into the smoke only for its leg to all but vanish from where it should be. In truth the pokemon had just stepped the one good leg onto the ground and given a nice firm kick, belly sliding smoothly across the floor and deeper into the smoke. There was a rocking noise of weight hitting the curved angle of the arena as the trainer above laughed at Bic's running around.
"Why are you letting your Charmeleon tire itself out? I wanted a real battle."
Adam tilted his head in confusion. Was he watching the same battle? He leaned over from the booth and narrowed his eyes.
"Blastoise, Rapid Spin!"
The pokemon was spinning on the spot now like some sort of internal gyroscope had gone off and sent the pokemon out of control. Not so fast that touching him was dangerous, but fast enough that it could hurt to try and grab a hold. The smoke whipped around and was tossed into the air, partly dissipating and partly dispersing.
"Why are you letting your Charmeleon tire itself out? I wanted a real battle."
Adam tilted his head in confusion. Was he watching the same battle? He leaned over from the booth and narrowed his eyes.
"Blastoise, Rapid Spin!"
The pokemon was spinning on the spot now like some sort of internal gyroscope had gone off and sent the pokemon out of control. Not so fast that touching him was dangerous, but fast enough that it could hurt to try and grab a hold. The smoke whipped around and was tossed into the air, partly dissipating and partly dispersing.
Feeling no resistance Bic follows through with his plan. Spinning using his tail as an anchor he drifts in a tight circle, sparks flying from his claws as they scrape the floor and he's charging again, circling closer to the now spinning Blastoise as he goes. He grunts as his smoke is blown away, but in the long run it didn't matter.
His speed higher even than before as the flame charge intensifies, Bic concentrates on nothing but the battle. The barking of the human above him not cause for even a small bit of notice. His breathing is level, he could continue at this level for a good while. He's already fought to champion level pokemon at once after all. He opts for a slight show of force. Natasha had explained the principles to him, and fire was his life. He gathers breath until his lungs are full to capacity. Focus on the rotation, he thinks. And looses a firespin the next instant, intent on it surrounding the spinning mon, it wasn't as large as Natasha's but it was intensely hot and the core was full of smoke. Bic didn't intend for it to do damage, not in the burning sense at least. To the rapidly spinning pokemon, it needed a lot of air. Bic intended to deny it that. Suffocate it by surrounding it in the Fire spin. And still he ran, picking up speed, watching for any development.
His speed higher even than before as the flame charge intensifies, Bic concentrates on nothing but the battle. The barking of the human above him not cause for even a small bit of notice. His breathing is level, he could continue at this level for a good while. He's already fought to champion level pokemon at once after all. He opts for a slight show of force. Natasha had explained the principles to him, and fire was his life. He gathers breath until his lungs are full to capacity. Focus on the rotation, he thinks. And looses a firespin the next instant, intent on it surrounding the spinning mon, it wasn't as large as Natasha's but it was intensely hot and the core was full of smoke. Bic didn't intend for it to do damage, not in the burning sense at least. To the rapidly spinning pokemon, it needed a lot of air. Bic intended to deny it that. Suffocate it by surrounding it in the Fire spin. And still he ran, picking up speed, watching for any development.
"Oh come on," the other trainer said in a mocking tone, "Don't you know? Water beats fire, kid. Hydro pump!"
The Blastoise started to slow as suddenly a gush of high pressure water fired at the ground, at first pushing it one way in a slight rock up the slope of the arena. Then just as gravity took control once more to bring the Blastoise trapped back down towards the burning pit of fire, its good foot emerged and gave a hard kick against the incline, sending it launching back down the pit and up the other side, sliding free of the flames.
From within the dark of the shell for a brief moment there was an evil gleam.
The water was never meant to put out the flames.
The fight was just beginning.
The Blastoise started to slow as suddenly a gush of high pressure water fired at the ground, at first pushing it one way in a slight rock up the slope of the arena. Then just as gravity took control once more to bring the Blastoise trapped back down towards the burning pit of fire, its good foot emerged and gave a hard kick against the incline, sending it launching back down the pit and up the other side, sliding free of the flames.
From within the dark of the shell for a brief moment there was an evil gleam.
The water was never meant to put out the flames.
The fight was just beginning.
Bic watched everything with sharp eyes. His speed rising another level as the flame charge intensifies, the heat enough to leave charred spot on the arena as he passes. So fast he likely looked like a blur. This was the technique that allowed him to keep up with some of the fastest pokemon in the world. Bic didn't like the looks of the water gathering in the arena pit, it would hinder him. Deeming he'd need to do something about it, he starts spewing flames as he runs surrounding the pit in a ring of flame, hotter and hotter he makes it as he circles, raising the temperature of the arena. More and more, like an oven. Heat waves rising, and the water starting to steam. It would be getting uncomfortable for everyone but him and other fire types soon.
The trainer above seemed to notice the heat, leaning back away from it with an arm raised to shield his face, but at no point had the Blastoise stopped moving. The great turtle came rocketing back down the slope, weight cruising across the flat of the arena and hurtling right up the other side with enough force to start shaking the arena, and as he rose he gave another sharp shove with both thick arms to launch back down and around. The creature spun wildly now, not nearly as fast as Bic but moving like a wrecking ball that spun around the arena wildly with thundering power. One collision with front of that momentum could seriously mess something up.
And as it spun, water started to spray out, bathing the arena in a torrent that caused steam to rise all around and the force from the cannon like openings only added to the beasts spin.
And as it spun, water started to spray out, bathing the arena in a torrent that caused steam to rise all around and the force from the cannon like openings only added to the beasts spin.
Everything was starting to blur together as he sped around. As his speed rose another level, the heat so great from the flame charge it was adding cutting ability to his metal claws, Bic was approaching the threshold for speed that he could safely use. He could feel the arena shake as his enemy moved, their power immense, but he was like a comet, a burning hot tail following in his wake, the heat rising more as he adds more flame, making water steam to the point it was getting uncomfortably muggy. And then the torrent of water came, adding more steam, droplets hissing into nothing as they hit him, Bic weaves his way through the damaging spray. More heat! He thinks, the flames getting hotter as he starts to fall into rage, his tail burning white with the intensity of it, water coming near it being vaporized. The intensity of the flames increase.
Should Bic pass near the Blastoise he would work to dodge all the water or turn it to steam, while trying to claw its joints and head.
Should Bic pass near the Blastoise he would work to dodge all the water or turn it to steam, while trying to claw its joints and head.