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 Arin Windhelm on Mar 28, 2018 10:54:22 GMT -6
It was days like this that made Arin wish she had never survived the War. It could be worse, surely, but at the same time she couldn't quite see how much worse it could get. First had been the phone call from the theatre stating that there had been complications and that the next week's showing of her new play had been postponed, and then when she'd gone out for a stroll she'd seen one too many faces from her past. She had always taken her phone with her when she went out walking, but found herself halted in her tracks as the song changed. She was standing outside of a cafe, one she remembered visiting a fair bit in the past but could no longer bring herself to go to given her current circumstances. She pulled her phone out, staring at the song title that was displayed upon the screen and cursing under her breath.
Of course. Yet more memories for her to torment herself with. Sunny skies and far happier days from before she'd ever contemplated joining Imum. Of the man that had accompanied her through those times and the joys they'd shared together. The memories made her sick, but at the same time she knew she'd always longed to relive them. To remember when she'd last been herself, without trace of the influence that Team Imum had instilled within her. She sighed, pocketing the device and lowering her gaze to the ground as the words of the song filled her soul.
After a few moments, she couldn't help but hum along, turning her gaze and face up to the sky as she did so.
Post by Arin Windhelm on Mar 10, 2018 1:16:58 GMT -6
"It's no issue, though I appreciate the concern." Arin's manner of speaking was rather exquisite. The type one would expect of someone who spends too much time near the rich or perhaps those heavily into literature. Well-educated, one could say. She did, of course, recognize the boy. She'd often entertained the idea of seeing if she could convince him to audition for one or two roles within a few of her plays, but had more often than not decided that limiting her options to the known talents would be insulting to those yet to make their big break, and while she herself was not as much of a household name as Shura was, her plays themselves were rather well-known throughout Lyeant.
It just so happened that she had to rebuild a bit of her fanbase after the Imum War had taken so many lives. A pity, she thought, though the rationale and tone behind it were a slightly confusing subject even to her. The War was still a bit of a sore spot for her, be it because of all that she'd sacrificed for it or because of that fact that Imum had been defeated in the end. But that was divulging into interests best left out of the open, so she merely introduced herself after Shura had, raising a hand up to rest on her bosom in a way so as to clarify that she was indeed introducing herself. "Arin Windhelm, it is a pleasure to meet your in person, Monsieur Metaxas," the foreign tongue was one she'd picked up during one too many excursions in her younger days. The language itself had always appealed to her, and so she dotted her sentences with it almost as often as she dotted her outward musings and thoughts with various lines from far older playwrights than she.
Post by Arin Windhelm on Mar 9, 2018 12:02:02 GMT -6
Arin was sitting around on a nearby bench, leaning back against it with her notepad in front of her and a pen in her hand. She wasn't usually fond of traditional writing, often preferring her laptop to the standard pen and paper. Various words lined the page, names in full capitals and various descriptive lines written in an italic pattern. The scene was half-finished as it was, a few lines here and there alongside actions and scenic instructions for the next play she was working on. She was on the third act out of a planned five, and was beginning to have a few issues deciding how to proceed from this point in the story. She needed someone to bounce ideas off of, but due to certain... circumstances, she hadn't had someone to fill that role in couple of years now.
Gods, had it truly been that long? Arin sighed, setting the pen down and looking up at the rest of the park. She had come here to see if anything could inspire her, but so far she'd come up with nothing. At least not until the Houndhoom ran right up into her lap. Her own Pokemon merely lifted its head up, staring at the beast for a moment before merely returning to napping. Arin, meanwhile, had swiftly moved the notepad and pen off of her lap so as to not risk her work being damaged, and started laughing as the beast greeted her. "Well hello there," Arin said, a degree of joy in her voice as was usual as she smiled at the Houndoom.
Post by Arin Windhelm on Feb 7, 2018 10:34:56 GMT -6
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I went out with a girl once. That was before Ryan, of course. She looked a fair bit like you. I do recall writing a scene in one of my plays using a few of those memories...
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"A word of weary warning: My patience has long since died."[break][break]
Arin Vanessa Windhelm. Once kind, affectionate, and honest in all she did, throwing herself with utmost passion at Pokemon Breeding and enjoying life as a whole. Now cold, ruthless, and fragmented beyond any recognizable form. The person Arin is now is drastically different from who she used to be, before the rebuilding, before the war, before Team Imum came through, swept her up in the hate and fury and molded her into a perfect vessel for its legacy. She is, put simply, a complete devotee to the Imum cause, years of conditioning shaping and changing her world views so that she now sees Imum as the only true path to restoring Lyeant to the state it needed to be in. In her moments of true lucidity, however, she has a cold, stark knowledge of just how cruel and quite blatantly wrong many of her actions are, be they present, past or future. This lucidity never lasts long, though the common link to triggering it seems to be those whose ties where strongest to her just before the war.[break][break]
Namely the man known as Ryan Arcken, her former lover. From that relationship, and the unsuing chaos that followed in the week before the Imum War began, she learned how to lie without even knowing it herself, to weave a tale so wonderful that she herself could believe it to be true. Where Imum and Ryan aren't involved, however, she fancies herself a bit of a playwright, often quoting the famous playwrights of the past in day-to-day conversation. After all, she has to do something with all her free time. She completely avoids becoming a Trainer, having been one in the past and now preferring to do all of her work by hand, she only keeps a single Pokemon by her side for some sort of company- the only remnant of her past she hasn't gone about getting rid of, and may never do so.[break][break]
She is, in truth, without boundaries. She will do all she sees fit to restore Imum to it's former glory, short of taking the helm completely for herself.[break][break]
so what if you can see, this darkest side of me[break] no one will ever change this animal i have become
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He that dies pays all debts.
Born in the snowy peaks of Snowpoint City, Arin Windhelm spent much of her early years as anyone would expect of a young, aspiring playwright: writing plays. She gained some small amount of notoriety within her town as a result, and by the time she left home she had amassed for herself a small following. However, she knew Snowpoint was not where her home would stay, and so she left seeking greater glory and fame like the playwrights of old had gained.
It was on these travels that she met, and fell in love with, a boy named Ryan Arcken. The two were the perfect couple by all means, inseperable and affectionate, constantly getting glares from singles and even more envious couples alike. However, not all was meant to be, as it was that this began to be the time Arin caught wind of Team Imum. They seemed harmless enough at first, and when she joined the ranks she was an altruist, seeking for nothing more than the purest way to achieve the Team's goals... but as she rose in rank, she began discussing with the higher ups more and more, and eventually her ideals began to shift. When Lorelei rose to claim the seat of power, Arin was right there among her most loyal. When the plans to wage war were finalized, Arin was one of those overseeing the discussion- and even participating in her own right.[break][break]
Fate had made her a wolf among sheep, something that was never fully realized until the week before all hell broke loose in Lyeant. That was the week she vanished into the night, taking her Pokemon, personal effects and all, and making her way to Imum HQ. It was there she'd spend the next week, and when the Imum War officially broke out she was on the front lines, cutting down all who opposed her. Unfortunately, victory was not in the card for Team Imum in their initial quest, and as the legacy began to fall down around her, Arin slipped into the shadows, into hiding, and away from watchful eyes of the Association.[break][break]
Months later, she re-emerged with the first showing of one of her plays in Eirenhyre City... and a more sinister proclamation for those who paid attention to the play's subject matter. It was of an 'ideal world', one of perfect co-existence between people and Pokemon, but not all was as it seemed. There was a message, hidden within the lines and scenes that would speak only to those who held the Imum cause within their hearts. A call for a resurgence, a call to arms. They would not be brought low by those who believed to be their betters.[break][break]
The legacy they had left was not to fade into history.[break][break]
It was to herald a new era, and with it...[break][break]
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Eros is the only Pokemon that Arin has kept the company of, a Liepard that can always be seen standing stoicly by its master's side no matter what. The two are close friends, and even conspirators.
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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.
