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?
03.01
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01.28
we're officially re-opened! come check out our event, the pokeathlon forever to enjoy some fresh restart activities. let leap know if there are any skin bugs, and they'll be sorted out accordingly!
Care to hear about our lord and savior Operation: Mindcrime? In all seriousness: Hello, hello! I'm Pharaoh Leap – or just Leap – local head admin and rock opera enthusiast. On the rare chance you catch me in a time when I'm not bawling about characters entirely written into song, you may see me actually doing work around the site, like skinning, making too many characters, and encouraging others to also make too many characters. I only know how to write angst, and in no fewer than six trillion words an app or post, so if you like dying while reading like I like dying while writing, I'm the girl for you. ;o
Howdy guys! The names Astro and I am your resident Brit & Red muse (you'll honestly see me more on him than any of my other characters). I'm a moderator and my main job is to make sure everything is running smoothly so the Admins can focus on other things, you'll often see me within the apps and shops, etc when I'm not on Red. What can I say about myself? Apart from being a Red fanboy I like music and games and yaoi huehue, I honestly never now what to put into these sort of things but ohwell, I'm more of a "ask me and I'll tell" sorta guy. Anyway, from my personally I hope that you enjoy the site and what we produce here but also if you're new, please look around and if you like what you see please consider joining for rad plots that everyone gives! :D
Hey there~ Nano over here! I uh.. Wait, I'm doing this right, right? Bleh. So I'm a moderator over here - fun, fun - who kind of just.. Keeps an eye on everyone. You know, the whole app thing and what not. Uh.. Lets see.. When I'm not doing school work (because I may or may not be trying to be a good student) I'm probably storming up new ideas like events and etc. Or plots. Plots are always good, too. As you can see, I uh.. Have the horrible habit of making way too many characters. I swear, I was tempted with plots, ships and angst. It's like, the holy trinity. Uh.. What else is there about me? Oh, right! Please excuse my obnoxiousness. I'm just really loud in general so don't be surprised if I start screaming as loudly as I can caps. So yeah. Nice meeting you!
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FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
As a togekiss gijinka, Sena inherits something like a paired of feathered wings attached to her back. She is capable of using these wings as a means of flight, her wing span being large enough to lift herself and one other person with her (so long as they are half her weight at the most). As a flying gijinka, Sena's body has adjusted, allowing for her lungs to take in more air than the average human's. Sena can stay airborne for a short while without having to flap her wings, with respect to Togekiss. Unfortunately, her body is very much fragile and throwing rocks at her would most likely damage her wings, bruise her, or cause heavier damage than it really should. On the other hand, her fairy typing causes her to be weak against poisons; and as a result, her immune system is considerably weaker than most. She's susceptible to fevers, flus and etc if she doesn't pay special attention to her health. Additionally, Sena is actually allergic to some metals such as nickel. She ends up having an allergic reaction to jewellery, and therefore she can - quite literally - only wear silver and gold lest she breaks out in hives or - worse - an infection. [break][break]
In addition to her typing, Sena is capable of radiating out a soothing aura, which is often times strong enough to ease the guarded and the wary. Her presence is typically pleasant and she lets off a subtly sweet scent' nothing too overpowering, but it isn't something that would irritate a person's nose. Sena has a generally angelic appearance and vibe around her, which makes it difficult to harbour feelings of hostility towards her for that sole reason.
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feet and hands bound by destiny
Overview of childhood; born to a Swedish mother and a Japanese Father. Inherited her father's Japanese roots more than she did her mother. At the age of five, her mother mysteriously disappeared without a word. She woke up one morning and all of her mothers' stuff was gone. Pictures, clothing, belongings - it was as though the woman never existed. Sena grew up not knowing what happened, but she always thought that there was some sort of ghost that killed and spirited her mother away. That is.. That's what her father always told her. As a result, Sena grew to detest ghost pokemon and gijinkas alike, blaming them for the disappearance of her mother. Otherwise, she grew up with a single father and had a fairly pleasant relationship with him. That is, until he remarried when she was at the age of eight. It was around this time where she also met a young boy; a kind-hearted boy who would often play with her when her father had to drop her off somewhere to go to work.
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That inner voice within us
Initially, her Step Mother was sweet and caring. Sena eventually grew to quite like her step mother, up until her father put the ring on the vile woman's finger. Shortly after the marriage, Sena was frequently harassed and abused by her step mother. It started with small insults, up until it was full blown scoldings and screams. Fortunately, her father was often there to act as her step mother's restraint. It wasn't until much later that Sena learned that her step mother insisted to her father that she wanted a child of her own, and therefore, they conceived her younger brother when she was nine years old. Sena adored her baby brother, however her step mother insisted for a second child. Sena's father rejected the offer and often resisted the woman's further advances, much to her chagrin. On the other hand, she and her friend grew increasingly close, to which Sena realized that she was developing feelings for him. However these were silent for a short amount of time.
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Filled memories; nostalgia
Age ten, her step mother finally managed to crack her father to the point she knew how to wear down her patience. There were many times where her mother sabotaged Sena to make her look bad, purposely egging on her father to make him yell at her even more before joining in herself. The step mother grew increasingly jealous of Sena due to the attention she garnered as opposed to her own son, letting that spite out by harassing Sena. As Sena approached her physically developing years, she was often molested by her step mother from being grabbed and often times injured by clawing or slapping. But regardless, Sena was quiet. At the age of fourteen, she found that her little brother was born with a number of learning disabilities, which only further agitated her step mother to feel more inferior. Regardless, Sena constantly tried to help her younger brother until he began to improve on his learning. Unfortunately, her Step mother used all the opportunities she had to claim the credit, making herself to look as loving and caring of a mother as she was despite never being home due to working. She often went to her friend to confide, and he often acted as her emotional crutch. She greatly appreciated it, especially with how kind he was being. He was always so gentle and kind, so she doesn't understand why he would turn out the way he is today.
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Pouring through like sunlight through leaves
From fourteen to sixteen, she suffered from the hormonic changes happening throughout her body, while also struggling to cope with a rocketing anxiety and developing depression and trauma. She and her father had their relationship strained, until he actually began to physically abuse her from the frustration. Her step mother, of course, constantly egged him on and fed that fire. Sena at that point felt helpless and alone, yet she dared not to say a thing about it to anyone. Unfortunately while she was writing to vent out her feelings at school, her teacher received one of the pages and brought her into questioning. Her parents were informed and though her father was worried, it was miscommunicated. That night, there was yet another argument that ended with Sena locking herself in her room, curled up in a ball on the ground as her parents practically bashed on the door behind her. It was around this time where her step mother would often tell Sena that she was the reason her mother left her and her father in the first place, despite Sena's desperate attempts to believe that her mother was only spirited away. Unfortunately at the age of fifteen, she found out that her misplaced anger towards ghosts was wrong; and that her birth mother did indeed leave her and her father. She was wounded from this, specifically due to knowing that as far as she was concerned, her parents had a beautiful relationship. It was also around this time where she and her friend evolved. At the end of the year where she confessed her feelings, and this was where he accepted them and the two of them officially began going out.
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A memory that I choose now to see
At the age of seventeen, she found out that her father was diagnosed with cancer. Sena was devastated upon hearing the news, however her father was worked up and frustrated even further. He was stressed and worried about Sena, who had lost her mother and would soon lose him. Though his concern and worry were misplaced and misunderstood, Sena learned that he still loved her, even if he could no longer say it to her. During his treatment, Sena watched her father gradually weaken until he was bedridden. She watched him as he struggled to stand and as he struggled to wake up. She helped bring him to the hospital and care for him at home, because she still loved him in spite of the violent mistreatment over the past seven years. At the age of eighteen, her father passed away at home and on his bed. Sena was unable to say anything, finally breaking down from the pent up tears and grief as she sat by her father. Minutes before he died, and with one of his last breaths, he asked Sena to lean down by his mouth. He whispered a thank you to her before giving her a kiss on the cheek, which was something she hadn't received in eleven years. For the first time in over a decade, she finally received a loving gesture, and this only made her ridden with guilt. For the next few years, Sena blamed herself for stressing out her father, and eventually blamed herself for his death overall by assuming that their strained relationship and the stress she imposed on him pushed him to his unhealthy habits of drinking and smoking. She once again confided in her friend, who was supportive and loving as ever.
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I want to scream and shout
Her step mother only berated her and blamed her for her father's death, all because Sena refused to cry for others to see. For as far as the public were concerned, Sena was emotionless. The lies that her step mother spread claimed that Sena couldn't care less about her father's death, and therefore she was labelled as a heartless daughter. However, Sena never said anything against this. She refused to cry in order to keep herself stable, along with her younger brother who lost his father at the age of eight. From there, she began to take more care of her brother as the two of them grew ever closer. The two of them often recalled their father and talked about him, and he was the only person who could understand Sena's grief in its wholesome truth. Sena was grateful for that, and she often helped him with his temper and other issues. Unfortunately, her step mother was less than happy with how Sena was so close to her son, and yet she was not. When Sena moved out to attend university at the age of nineteen, Sena found that the step mother changed the home number and also moved away without telling her, therefore giving her the opportunity to lie to her little brother that Sena abandoned him. Sena was enraged and searched the entire region for the two of them on her spare time, but was unsuccessful. She gave up at graduation, after getting her undergraduate degree in the biomedical program. At the age of twenty-three, she entered her first year in her masters degree. As for her boyfriend, he entered in business psychology. Though the two of them took completely different paths, they still kept in contact. Unfortunately, this was around the time she found out that her boyfriend was getting into the darker parts of marketing psychology. She didn't notice at first, but she found him acting differently. More pushy, more forceful. But she didn't do anything, because she was scared of yet another helpless situation. One similar to her father's, where she wasn't ready to repeat. She got married to her boyfriend at the age of twenty-four.
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Have all these memories pour out
In the time of her schooling, Sena also took care in training herself and her pokemon. After finishing up her masters, Sena finally made that final push to work for her Ph.D. She and her boyfriend continued to live together for the majority of their days, however her husband's abusive nature began to seep through, especially when she refused to do something initially. Sena was hurt to see him getting so corrupt and though felt as though it would be right to leave him, she stuck around in hopes she could revert him back into the kind man he used to be. At the age of twenty-five, she was pregnant with her first child. Unfortunately, it ended in a miscarriage after she developed a severe fever. Her husband had been neglecting her during the span of her pregnancy, and the death of her baby devastated her. At the age of twenty seven, she tried again with her husband. Unfortunately this time around, her husband had grown significantly more violent and abrasive when things didn't go his way. After a major argument, he chained Sena with metal that contained Nickel in them to the ground, kicking her until he managed to knee her in the stomach - effectively killing the baby for a second time. She was in pain from her allergic reaction, and she had lost another baby. Again. The abuse got worse and worse, with no signs of letting up. At the age of twenty nine, she found out that her husband was having an affair with another woman. Yet when she wanted to bring it up, he would grow hostile. Hence, Sena kept quiet. Both out of fear, and lingering love for him. But even when he kept his ring off, she maintained the ring snug on her finger; because it was her only reminder of the love he once had for her.
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Allow that inner voice to set you free
At thirty one, she received a phone call from the police. Apparently her younger brother, Ame, died. The cause of death was suicide from emotional grief and depression, which brought Sena to tears once again. She, again, blamed herself for another death. This time however, her husband would constantly harass her for making even a peep. She wasn't even allowed to go to her little brother's funeral, which hurt and enraged her. At the age of thirty-two, she was finally capable of giving birth to a child. Small and born prematurely however, with a number of birth defects due to his mother's injured womb. Nevertheless, Sena adored him and still adores him. For the sake of medicine, Sena and her husband moved over to Lyeant with her son; specifically because there was a young woman who worked there. One that she trusted to take care of her baby. Sena was eventually recognized by the council for her knowledge in medicine and the like, officially becoming a council member to represent the medical aspect of the association and region. To this day, she often goes to the hospital to visit her baby - Natsu - while her husband lives with her and.. Continues to abuse her. Living with her husband and her son-- Even though she now knows that she's a side piece. The man's real woman lived with them, and Sena only knew to forgive him, even when she knew that he was sleeping with the other girl in the next room. It was then where she finally removed her wedding ring and tried to move on with her life. But even then? Perhaps she still loved him; and clung onto that false hope that perhaps her husband would return to his senses.
times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
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+ friendship
stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
PLOT IDEA #1 times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
+ hateship
times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
PLOT IDEA #1 stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
+ loveship
stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
PLOT IDEA #1 times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
+ wanted
times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.