OOC: Rust, please have Raidon bitch-slap Satan. Thank you. XD

Noah "Neo" Ashfield
AMS Deathwing Mirage Island, Hoenn
Affected RPers: All

I woke up, but deep inside, parts of the dream never really ended. Qinglong still felt very real, but I wasn't sure how I would become... that form. Was it something I just needed to want really badly?

I had gone up on deck and couldn't understand what exactly I was feeling, but for a moment, that was thrown away. I felt a sick, sinful presence in the air, and the only time I had felt that before was with the astral realm that Raidon and the rest of us had been in before. Did that mean...?

Diablos.

Damn... Diabora was sending out his emissaries. All over the world, in fact. But how... how did I know that?

<The Hollowing has come! Kneel to your new master, Daedalus, least you become a wailing meat harvest!>

"Who the hell was that... talking in my head!?" One of the grunts exclaimed, looking like he was suffering from a severe migraine.

So it wasn't just me. I had looked over the bow to see yup, one of the Diablos that I recalled from the astral realm. He looked like the Grim Reaper, only armed with a crossbow of death instead of a scythe. And of course two heads. But he was just one of many of them. I looked up and saw dark streaks of red light, raining down across the world to bring the message of the dark return. Sure couldn't wait to lay waste to these assholes.

"And why the hell should we!?" One of the grunts shouted to the Reaper Diablos.

He just looked to him, smiled what I swore was the most hideous, butt-ugly skeletal grin I've ever seen, and his voice just wailed in our heads again.

<This is why.>

We saw what had to be a faint, glowing white light far off into the distance. We didn't know what that was at first, but then I realized that white light was Arceus. But then, it was swiftly consumed by a shadowy darkness that I knew deep inside was Diabora. I couldn't believe what saw at first, but then it just made sense to me, though I found it hard to believe.

Diabora had eaten Arceus.

<Your pathetic, false god Acreus is dead. All that Arceus was destined to be... reduced to just another meal for Diabora.>

"But he created the-"

<NOTHING! All lies. Simply just an arrogant legendary Pokémon taking claim for creation not of his own. But now you see, not even the strongest among you stand any sliver of a chance against the wrath of Diabora and Daedalus!>

"And who the hell are you!?" One of the grunts shouted.

<Xente,> He spoke, nearly laughing. <Just one of many Diabora's emissaries to herald the new dusk. Those of you who pledge loyalty to Diabora and Daedalus will survive as Dread Slaves of the Sin Eternity. The rest of you who resist will be wiped from existence or have your souls become sustenance.>

"To hell with that!" One of the grunts shouted, opening fire.

Collectively, the grunts began to attack, but Xente was fast and was able to dodge their bullets. A grunt's Magmortar tried to blast the shadow reaper with flamethrower strikes, but he soon ended up getting shot by the crossbow right in the forehead, which caused the Magmortar's head to shake violently before exploding.

As tempting as it was to try gunning down Xente with an M60, obviously my attempt to gun this prick down wouldn't be any more successful than what the rest of the Aqua grunts were doing. One of the Chimeras even tried to take on Xente, but was sliced in half at the waist with some hidden weapon I couldn't even see.

I tried to concentrate to become Qinglong, but it just wasn't working. Even though Xente was being ganged up on by the grunts on the Deathwing, he was still taking them out one after another without even taking a scratch.

C-come on... why can't I make it work!?

Still, this was bad. I could see these emissaries of Diabora causing all kinds of hell in the streets and the cities, wiping out civilians and militaries if they didn't submit and worship Diabora and Daedalus. In the meantime, I needed some kind of strategy against Xente... and then I realized no one had tried to take him out with explosives yet. I quickly grabbed a nearby rocket launcher and figured it was time to blow this bastard up into kibble.

And that would be one down... God knows how many left to go...


Janine "Angel" Price
Royal Pearl Island, Hoenn
Affected RPers: All

Royal Pearl island was just the perfect place to try out AMAXA. It was a pretty big island and we had been using it to create Shadowfall tanks before, but production was offline for now since we had all the tanks we needed. No need to keep pumping those out! But yeah, in the meantime, this was a great spot to test to see if AMAXA was working.

So I decided to go with the angel bunny form again, but with one badly needed modification. The Whimsicott fluff... yeah, that had to go. It was cute and fun, but if I kept that and evolved that continuously, I could see that becoming way too much fluffy stuff! Like a Mega Altaria after getting zapped!

So in the end, it was Lopunny with a Furret tail times nine thanks to Ninetales. It would also have the white fur coloring and wings of a Togekiss, a Zoroark hairstyle, and a Shedninja halo. Also, the fluff of a Cincinno with slightly larger ears. Still totally cool and cute! But yeah, this would work way better than that other mess!

I jabbed myself with the mutagen, and the transformation wasn't really all that different from before. Now this, I could totally see evolving into something really cool and awesome without too much cotton puffy-stuff going around. I was a bit concerned about the tails though. Ah, whatever, I could worry about that later! But yeah, it was totally awesome to have wings, huge bunny ears, and an awesome and big hairstyle with a ponytail at the end!

"So you went with the white, winged bunny again..." Kaede muttered, unimpressed.

"Heck yes!" I winked at her, speaking in my sweet, cute bunny voice. "See, this is the Chimera form you should have gone with!"

So... now to see if I could trigger evolution with AMAXA...

I was just about to give it a shot when the sky had gone dark, like it was about to rain. Ah, rain was no biggie, but that's when red bolts of fire came crashing down instead. Whoa. Suddenly Kaede snapped to attention and we realized something really dark and gloomy was going down.

"What on earth is going on?" Kaede asked.

And that's when one of those red fire bolts landed right near us, and out of the weird red and black fire emerged what looked like some kind of crazed werewolf! He was pretty tall, a foot taller than the average human, and man, did he look pissed. His eyes were glowing red and his teeth could probably grind up a steak in just one bite! Who was this guy?

<My name is Vrell,> He spoke in a really ultra-serious tone as he walked through the flames totally unfazed. <We are the harbingers of Diabora and Daedalus. Sin Eternity is at hand. You will hear and obey the dark mandate of our masters, or your soul will simply be used to feed them instead.>

"Hey, no one touches my soul, got it?" I exclaimed at him. "And hey, I'm busy! Apocalypse is just gonna have to wait!"

"Janine, this guy's serious!" Kaede jumped, totally backing off. "You'd better be careful!"

Ah, whatever, Vrell was just a glorified puppy.

<Observe the fall of your 'god' as the age of light fades,> Vrell laughed, gesturing toward something.

I looked toward where he was pointing to, and saw some kind of glowing white light far off in the distance get swallowed up by some crazy, deranged creature or something. I could hear the shriek from here and wow, it sounded awful! Was that...?

"That... was that Acreus!?" I exclaimed, knowing only he could make a cry like that!

<Precisely,> Vrell snickered. <But the truth is Arceus was a haughty fool, not even a real god! Powerful... somewhat, but it was not he who created the universe, and not even this world! But no matter, for it will all be consumed by the night's shadow very soon!>

"That... THING just ate Arceus!?" Kaede freaked out. "Just like that!?"

Oh boy, this was going to be rough. These guys really were serious about just making it really dark and hard to see where we were walking! Yeah, I wasn't crazy about a whole future of that. Someone had to try and see if this could be stopped.

<Now then, what happened to the false god doesn't have to happen to you,> Vrell told us, talking to us like a used car salesman! <Your pitiful lives may continue as Dread Slaves, but only if you pledge the rest of your existence toward serving our unholy masters.>

"Nah, that sounds like a really poopy kind of deal," I shrugged at him. "Dread Slaves... wow, I bet those are kind of like zombies. Yeah, not interested. Now just scram, go find a bone to chew or something."

<Ha, ha, so foolish,> Vrell sneered. <I'm afraid it's not so easy. But then again, what would simple prey like you understand, rabbit?>

Okay, nobody, especially not Mister puppy chow here, insults my awesome bunny form and gets away with it. If he wanted a fight, he was going to get one, but becoming some dimwit zombie was NOT on the agenda, ever!