[WAR] Role Play: Terminus

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

Yarvick "The Raticate" Xelsez
Team Aqua
AMS Deathwing, Mirage Island, Hoenn
Affected RPers: Neo Emolga

"Oh hey, a Smeargle!" She said, on his question of what he was thinking of. It all snapped together-that sounded correct. "Yeah, they're kinda cute too. Trust me, I'm sure we've got DNA records on that one in the system!"

"Yeah, that sounds right, thanks." Yarvick replied.

As for the question on the abilities a Chimera had: "Dude, I'll be honest, I haven't tried it yet, but that sounds totally awesome! But hey, judging from the DNA, I should totally be able to fly and use the same kinds of Pokémon moves as these Pokémon. Of course, I just don't have the room to do it in here. We're just... you know, trying these out in here like a fitting room before stepping out the door with them, you know how it is!"

"I see...You're definitely talented. Most of this would have just flown over my head..." Yarvick said. "I'm not a prodigy at computers, I'm just an expert, and that's all I've got for standout education, other than being really good at taking things."

His Chimera form was, in his head, a bit crazier than what Angel came up with, or at least less themed. He would need Pokemon that could be stealthy for the base body, so he would not be easily seen-just as he was now. He needed to keep to his stealth tactics-go with what worked, what he trained himself to do. A Weavile sprang to mind almost immediately. Gengar was thought of as an instant second, Iapetus proved how impressive they were in action. Either of them worked, and he couldn't pick between them immediately. There weren't any clear advantages over one or the other...Were there any more Pokemon like them?

He figured of other additional Pokemon to add to the base form while he figured that out. Since he was working with what were essentially pirate terrorists, if they got anywhere beyond Hoenn (He could at least see there was a chance with taking over a Region or two), he would NOT want Oceanus as his only viable surfing Pokemon. He would need a Water-type, either a new partner or another form. That's when the answer hit him: Greninja. He was familiar with the infamous Ninja Frog, another Black Market favorite for it's unpredictability and assassination skills. Proetan was the ace in the hole for the thing-he was not sure how that worked, but there were very few signs of it on the ninja frog, and it made it absolutely deadly if used properly. He decided against both his previous choices for Greninja instead-it was just as sneaky and twice as unpredictable.

So, Greninja as a base.

He knew about a combo he wanted to try: Ninetales and Smeargle. The former's tails were absolutely crippling to touch, while the latter's ability to copy anything were based on its tails. He slipped in Smeargle DNA, and used Ninetales DNA to grant the cursed nine tails. While he was at it, he made the Greninja form seem a bit more like a mammal than an amphibian-still keeping the general idea of the body but adding sleek fur and some mammal features. While he was at it, he thought of Ampibom, a Pokemon with hands for tails. That was going in on the tails as well-eleven hands were crazy, especially since nine of them had the biological side effect of being cursed as all hell. The result seemed to also give the 'fingers' some 'fingerpaint' to keep the Smeargle's most useful ability in play.

That Pokemon was already looking kind of weird in his head, even though, on screen, they merged quite well. Didn't look terribly awkward.

There had to be somewhat more than that, though...Perhaps a Pokemon that stuck to walls? No, that was too obvious, wouldn't work. the ability to slip into any space, like a Whimsicott, would be excellent, but the large fluff of hair was too obvious unless he shrunk to a useless size...Greninja, Ninetales, Smeargle, Ampibom...Perhaps a Psychic type?

...Yarvick was reminded of Hyperion's presence in the room next to him almost immediately, which kind of brought a damper on things. He had almost forgotten, one of his very few friends were in there, dying, and likely only to come out of it as an alien. He wasn't sure what was going on at the moment..

Yarvick heard a knocking on the door behind him, and turned around to check who it was behind the glass: Yantil Massadar, as if summoned to answer his questions. He looked quite wide-eyed at Janine, the Lopunny angel with a cloud on her back. He helped himself inside: Yarvick still didn't trust Janine to have her head on straight.

"...Janine?" He asked, quickly.

"Yes, that's Janine. I saw a mutated Lopunny in here, decided to investigate, turns out it was her, she's testing out a mutagen, and this is the result of really pushing it," Yarvick said, summarizing it quickly. "Really interesting stuff going on with that, but, I assume you're here to talk about the virus?"

"...Yes, yes, the proto-Deoxys Virus investigation, yes." Yantil said, having a hard time averting his gaze from Janine. "The virus is...Non-responsive to any singular stimuli. All attempts thus far have failed. We believe that multiple stimuli were involved instead, but more on that later. The conditions of the host are worsening, considerably, and Titanus had to do some quick surgery to prevent his death, in fact," Yantil said.

"...What?!" Yarvick said, panicking a little.

"Relax, I assure you that the Alakazam is still alive. Not well at all, of course, but alive. The surgery went off without a hitch. As it happened, we discarded our old theory on how Deoxys mutated, and came up with a second one: the virus is not just trying to reproduce in there, the Proto-Deoxys Virus is attempting to do some sort of mutation to the host to turn it into something else entirely. It's quite in the nature of a virus to do that, actually, but not on this scale, veins were snapping and trying to rearrange themselves, organs were shifting. It was...I'll leave out the details. The Alakazam is still alive, though, due to quick reaction. However, we cannot save it once the major organs start attempting to resize themselves."

That was...Incredibly disturbing imagery.

"In any case, we're now also theorizing that it is not a case of IF we can mutate it, but rather WHAT we can mutate it into...And if we can do it in any timely manner. It's harder than it looks, Deoxys is...Well, all known DNA samples are currently under tight government regulation, to prevent ANY sort of attempts at mutation or the like. In other words, the only way to reliably recreate Deoxys is to, naturally, recreate the environment. This is incredibly difficult, but possible with our assets on-board. The Aurora Borealis, the extremely cold temperatures, the Spring Equinox, a colony of Starmie in mating season...Deoxys was born in some very complex conditions, to say the least. But again, we're trying to replicate them to the best of our ability, and it's not as hard as it seems," Yantil said.

Yarvick tried to dig beneath Yantil's words a little to see how HE thought the odds were, but he seemed about as positive as his words were: It was hard, but possible, even likely.

"Thanks for the update, doctor...I'd rather stick around here and be of some service to Angel here than just sit around, if that's not a problem," Yarvick said.

"Certainly not," Yantil said. "Volunteers are a hot commodity in these labs, to be honest...I'll leave you two at it."

Yantil, still having some difficulty trying to keep his eyes off of Janine, closed the door without another word. It was quiet for a second.

"...So, yeah, want to hear the story behind how I'm involved in all of that?" Yarvick queried. "It's rather on the long side of things."