TWO YEARS AGO, A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION GOING BY THE NAME TEAM IMUM WRECKED CHAOS ACROSS THE LAND, DAMAGING CITIES AND KILLING THOUSANDS OF CITIZENS. While Imum itself has long since been disbanded, however, the region remains broken: entire towns have been laid to waste and the Association struggles to find homes for those who were lucky enough to survive the attempted genocide. Reconstruction trudges on as usual... but with three factions - the Association, the corporations, and the people - each wishing to take the rebuilding of an entire region down opposite paths, how long will it be before Lyeant's last leg gives out permanently?
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Post by MERLIN ROSWELL on Mar 8, 2018 0:32:43 GMT -6
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let a thousand winds (i struggle,) blow and blow. (i scream,) i am (but even so,) a soap bubble. (i believe.) i stand and fight (i rise up) in the face of (and come down,) the unexpected storm, (but even so,) a soap bubble. (i live on.)
Post by MERLIN ROSWELL on Mar 6, 2018 23:07:51 GMT -6
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[attr="class","banglyric"]Oh, I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands
[attr="class","bangtext"]Delicate yet graceful as a lily floating on water, Merlin twirled about whilst clad in shawls and scarves that covered necessary parts of her body. With naked toes, she could feel even the tiniest vibrations in the earth, allowing her to avoid any slip-ups. Small silver bells attached to the silk jingled as she danced in front of intrigued eyes. Five-and-a-half pairs of them, anyway—
—for her "audience" was simply made up of her Pokémon.
This was completely intentional; she'd picked a secluded part of Eirenhyre to "perform". If she wished to continue dancing, she needed to continue practicing. Having others view her was another part of her recital, to prevent her from developing any kind of stage fright. Fortunately, her companions served as the perfect spectators. She trusted them not to cause any mischief—even her Zoroark, who was known for doing precisely that.
Once she finished, she executed one final pirouette, gracefully transitioning into a bow. "Thank you for your support, everyone!" she said, noting that her "stage voice" was pitch-perfect. After listening to the raucous cheers of her Pokémon, she recalled each and every one. They were such kind fans to her, but their applauding did more of a disservice to her. They always enjoyed her shows regardless if she was at the top of her game or had a bad day. She needed someone who could properly critique her—a stranger, preferably.
So what else did Merlin do but seek out someone who just happened to be passing near the spot she'd just performed in?
She made sure to choose carefully, considering the person's appearance, how they walked (did they appear to be in a hurry? did they seem shifty? et cetera), and whether they seemed to have the type of personality to assist her. After ten or so minutes, she locked onto someone who seemed to meet all her qualifications. With a congenial smile on her face, she made her way toward him, a bounce in her step. "Excuse me, Mister," She cupped her hands together as she waited for him to glance her way. "Would you care to see a dance?"
i'm about to fall, about to break[break] but even so, i won't stop
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>> A natural psychic, born to parents who also were innate psychics. Her powers were discovered during her toddler years—when she was able to vaguely convey what she saw.
>> She occasionally saw fleeting snippets—no more than five seconds long—of something happening to her or someone she was close to. They'd occur in her dreams or at random points in the day.[break][break] >> Sharp headaches always followed (though she didn't always wake up from them); she unfortunately had no control over when she had these visions and thus had to suffer for years.
>> Was privately taught how to control and strengthen her clairvoyancy over time, outside of dreams and the headaches that occurred immediately after. (Both were unfortunately unpreventable.)
>> Also was taught that the future is malleable—what she sees is likely the most plausible outcome out of the infinite possibilities, but it can be changed.[break][break] >> As she became able to control her ability, she found she could read the future of certain people or areas if she focused on them.
>> As a teen, worked as an apprentice in her mother's fortune telling shop. She mostly assisted with grunt work, but was occasionally granted the opportunity to read a client's future.[break][break] >> Wished to become a nomadic diviner and moved out of Anistar in her late teens.[break][break] >> Quickly learned how unforgiving the world outside of her hometown was toward psychics.
>> There were certainly plenty who believed her powers were the genuine article, but there also were many who thought her nothing more than a gypsy looking to make a pretty penny by selling false lies. Then there were those who believed her and wanted to use her for showbiz or commercial purposes. She personally thought they were the worst.
>> Fortunately had enough to travel to another region and did just that. She figured it'd be wise to just wander as a "Trainer" to avoid running into people who wanted to give her a hard time and/or exploit her ability. To make her lie more feasible, she put effort into capturing Pokémon and training them, even challenging gyms if she felt confident she could take them on.[break][break] >> There was a cost to not utilizing her ability (apart from in dreams); it came in the form of slight loss of control. The visions would randomly manifest—the same as when she was a child—except they were visions of events that'd occur within a short period of time. Sometimes hours, sometimes mere minutes.
>> These interferences were quite troublesome whilst battling other Trainers, not for the headaches they caused but because she was faced with a dilemma when her visions came true. Act on her vision, or allow it to be realized?[break][break] >> She almost always acted on her visions—it was a snap decision, after all. And most of the time, she'd be called a "cheater" or have her clairvoyancy exposed. In the case of the latter, she'd get far away from where she was.
>> She forced herself to utilize her ability at least once a week, often attempting to use herself as the focus. Anyone else? They were never told unless the vision displayed them being killed or seriously wounded...provided she believed they should know.
>> She never used her ability as a means to help with whatever strife plagued the regions. Politics never interested her, and no offer would ever be good enough to change her mind.
>> Eventually, she found herself situated in Lyeant for no reason other than her wanderlust brought her there. As per usual, she carried on as a nomad.
>> Until she discovered just how important the factions were.
>> Given that she certain places were risky to enter, especially if she remained unaligned, she chose to ally herself with the Association. It was the "neutral" party, perfect for someone as indifferent to politics as she was.[break][break] >> She upheld her vow to never to use her clairvoyancy to assist any person, place, group, et cetera. Her mind was pretty much set on maintaining it—she didn't think anything good could come out of helping others, after all.
>> And yet fate seemed to have other plans in store for her...
there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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>>> FRIENDSHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> HATESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> LOVESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> WANTED
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
