08-17-2022, 03:52 PM
(Okay @Lord Windos, I think I've kept you waiting long enough. Let's jump back into what's been going on with Platina, shall we?)
It was strange. Platina felt cold after she passed out.
Very cold. As if something was staring straight at her hard enough to drill holes into her...
She opens her eyes, only to see...
White.
Or more accurately, that's all she could see. It was hard to make out her surroundings. It was if she was in the middle of a storm, though it definitely wasn't like the rainstorms and thunderstorms she's used to.
And it's cold. She couldn't get over that fact, especially with all of her metallic sheened feathers and that lingering sense that she's being watched...
Movement in her peripheral vision distracts her, though the weather doesn't let her see what it is very clearly. What she can make out though is a constant, rhythmic clicking sound. Something that hardly sounds natural, especially in the middle of a storm like this.
She loses sight of the shadow, only for a long, slow, loud metallic grind to come from behind her moments later. She turns around, and sees nothing. She can continue to hear whirrs and the crunch of snow, though, as if something is moving around in the middle of this blizzard. Hiding? Waiting to pounce?
A storm is approaching...as sure as the ticking of a clock, the movements of a machine...
The storm clears as quickly as it arrived after those words fill her head, and she suddenly finds herself in a large room made entirely of glittering ice. She can see a Raichu talking to a large, bipedal dragon with misshapen wings covered in ice.
The ice covered dragon suddenly looks past the Raichu and at Platina.
Find me in the Glacial Ruins. We have much to discuss.
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Platina suddenly wakes up on a comfy bed she's unfamiliar with. The cold, dread filled dream had ended. When she looks around, she can see Hydreigon watching her carefully, as well as another tall, yellow dragon with two red, axe-like blades sprouting from its black jaw.
Hydreigon smiles. "Ah, you're awake! I didn't think you'd pass out so suddenly during our conversation!" His nonchalant demeanor is a stark contrast to the rather intimidating picture that the two dragon pokemon create while in the same room.
"So this is one of the members of that team that's visiting Paradise?"
"Indeed she is! Platina, let me introduce you to Haxorus, one of the founders of our lovely Paradise."
The axe jaw pokemon nods. "Pleasure to meet to meet you, and apologies for showing up so suddenly unannounced. Hydreigon told me you're here on official guild business, so I'll try to keep this brief. Do you mind answering some questions for me?"
It was strange. Platina felt cold after she passed out.
Very cold. As if something was staring straight at her hard enough to drill holes into her...
She opens her eyes, only to see...
White.
Or more accurately, that's all she could see. It was hard to make out her surroundings. It was if she was in the middle of a storm, though it definitely wasn't like the rainstorms and thunderstorms she's used to.
And it's cold. She couldn't get over that fact, especially with all of her metallic sheened feathers and that lingering sense that she's being watched...
Movement in her peripheral vision distracts her, though the weather doesn't let her see what it is very clearly. What she can make out though is a constant, rhythmic clicking sound. Something that hardly sounds natural, especially in the middle of a storm like this.
She loses sight of the shadow, only for a long, slow, loud metallic grind to come from behind her moments later. She turns around, and sees nothing. She can continue to hear whirrs and the crunch of snow, though, as if something is moving around in the middle of this blizzard. Hiding? Waiting to pounce?
A storm is approaching...as sure as the ticking of a clock, the movements of a machine...
The storm clears as quickly as it arrived after those words fill her head, and she suddenly finds herself in a large room made entirely of glittering ice. She can see a Raichu talking to a large, bipedal dragon with misshapen wings covered in ice.
The ice covered dragon suddenly looks past the Raichu and at Platina.
Find me in the Glacial Ruins. We have much to discuss.
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Platina suddenly wakes up on a comfy bed she's unfamiliar with. The cold, dread filled dream had ended. When she looks around, she can see Hydreigon watching her carefully, as well as another tall, yellow dragon with two red, axe-like blades sprouting from its black jaw.
Hydreigon smiles. "Ah, you're awake! I didn't think you'd pass out so suddenly during our conversation!" His nonchalant demeanor is a stark contrast to the rather intimidating picture that the two dragon pokemon create while in the same room.
"So this is one of the members of that team that's visiting Paradise?"
"Indeed she is! Platina, let me introduce you to Haxorus, one of the founders of our lovely Paradise."
The axe jaw pokemon nods. "Pleasure to meet to meet you, and apologies for showing up so suddenly unannounced. Hydreigon told me you're here on official guild business, so I'll try to keep this brief. Do you mind answering some questions for me?"
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Pokerole Game 1: Skull Ruins
Pokerole Game 2: Celadon City Vandals
Pokerole Game 3: PMD: Primal Shadows
Pokerole Game 1: Skull Ruins
Pokerole Game 2: Celadon City Vandals
Pokerole Game 3: PMD: Primal Shadows
