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Guardians of the World

Darksong said:
((I'm actually rather serious. What ARE we supposed to be doing?))
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((Uhh... I have no idea. I'm having a lot of fun trying to kill John right now, but, uh...))

Tom crashed into the protective field in a flutter of feathers and claws. He growled, annoyed, and stood up, glaring at the shield. Why can't they just leave him alone, honestly? It is his territory. Tom pranced around the shield, his sharp claws digging up the concrete and making little dents on the ground. He glared around the room, trying to find something to sink his beak into, to rip apart and let out his anger... Tom once again leapt up, attempting to fly, or at least gain a higher position above the intruders.

Tom, once again, crashed into the ceiling. The lights exploded in a flash, and glass tinkered down from the roof. What is with this stupid room? He couldn't even stretch his wings in peace. Screeching from pure anger, the Skarmory opened his wings wide and started to flap them. He didn't take off, but the air around the room started to whirl around him. The last of the lights on the ceiling died out, and, as Tom flapped his wings harder, items started to get picked off by the gust. First, the papers started to fly, then the chairs, followed by the tables and other miscellaneous items, until the whole room was a huge tornado, with Tom being in the dead center, causing a ruckus.

The Whirlwind attack was deafening; the items caught by the wind crashed into the walls and ceiling. Some flew out the windows, flying a good 10 feet before dropping to the ground a few stories below. There was the constant sound of items breaking and the wind whirling, not to mention the screech of a single, angry Skarmory.
 
Meanwhile, Izzy was in a different hallway, having gotten turned around at some point. Oops. She stood there, panting. Where was that Rapidash? She spotted a flash of red through the window of the art room. There! She went in and jumped through the window, showering nearby students with glass shards. The Pokemon landed outside, in front of Balia, paws bleeding slightly from the glass. She didn't notice much. Panting slightly, the Jolteon wagged her tail and yipped excitedly like a puppy.Again! Again! Again!
 
((At the moment no-one has something specific to do related to the main plot. It's a case of everyone needing to calm down before it can advance. Basically a Caterpie showed up in a classroom and nearly everyone went off and attacked people. I have some ideas (and if all else fails a Dues ex Machina) to sort it, but it won't be an instant fix, and the main plot will then have to recommence))
 
Vai blinked, and fully took in what she was doing. She had somehow turned into a Salamence, a dragon Pokemon, and chased after a Flygon, who was possibly human? Where'd that thought come from? Okay, then she flew over to the ravine behind her house, somehow instinctively flying, and was now facing that Flygon from before, and protecting her territory. The ravine was her territory. Wait, that wasn't right. Vai jumped down, and looked up at the Flygon.
"Are you going to tell me who you are," she almost growled, before relaxing. Pffft.
 
The Flygon landed nearby and looked up toward the other Dragon Pokemon. She was silent for a few seconds, before finally responding, "You... used to be human too, right? How did you remain so calm?" Kali wasn't trying to fight her instincts anymore, which hadn't worked and only resulted in her losing control... Instead, she was trying to work through them, trying to remain calm herself. "What are we?"
 
Vai blinked in surprise. The Flygon.. actually?
"We are... Pokemon," she answered, a bit unsurely. "Video game creatures, somehow.." Vai paused. "Yes, I used to be human too. I.. am not sure." Another pause. "My name is Vai. And.. I seem to be a Salamence, and you are a Flygon."
 
DarkArmour said:
((Hey, TP, can I pull out? This RP is too confusing and fast paced.))
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((If you wish, although the RP should become calmer and less confusing fairly soon. If you want you can put your character in a position where they won't act until everything calms down, and come back later))
 
Mysti's human instincts kicked back in. This time, they stayed. She started roaming the halls, looking for others like her. She eventually bumped into a Jolteon. "Hi!" she said. "I'm Mysti! And you?"
 
Balia looked askance ath the Jolteon. Keep running? Sure. But, again could mean back to that boring school. School... Something stirred again, but she kept it back. School didn't matter. Running did. Still, the Eon looked so excited and hopeful...Oh very well. The Rapidash trotted back into the school with a taunting whinny and sprinted back through half-remembered corridors, hooves clattering as the few students still around flung themselves out of her way. The starting point had been where the Caterpie had appeared, and after a moment, she burst into the room once more, flames charring the unfortunate door. There was a... Gastly? in the room now. And a metal bird that she recognized as a Skarmory. And the Weavile from before. The Caterpie, squashed, was where she had left it, and she dismissed it from her mind. ...Where had the Flygon gone? And - she sniffed the air. A Salamence too? This was too much. She felt outnumbered - were there any other Fire-types around?
 
As Amanda calmed, she felt her blades become more like hands, and she could finally stand without spikes hitting her arms if she lowered them. Shaking her head, she looked towards the frog next to her. "What just happened? It was... weird. Somehow, we turned into animal-like things.... I admit it was rather cool for me, but... how do you feel?" But then she remembered he might not be able to talk.
 
Ira, now outside, jumped into the shade. Somehow the sun was painful to his skin. Why? He was just sitting here and had felt immensely uncomfortable as if he hadn't had water for days. What was this supposed to be? Fortunately the shade cooled him and smoothed his calmness. The toxic spikes disappeared from his hands, and his skin began returning to its usual pallor. "Get over here," he told no one in particular.
 
Suddenly, Mysti's black skin turned the pale color of a white person's skin. Her ears sucked back in her head, as well as her tail, and she could stand on her hind legs again. She looked at her hands. "Normal..." she muttered.
 
Izzy yipped gleefully and took off after her adopted pack leader, just fast enough to keep her in sight. Her insane energy was mostly gone, and she didn't want to get too tired this quickly. She stopped next to the Rapidash, and looked around at the different Pokemon there. She stretched, fur starting to crackle again with electricity.
Ooh, are we going to fight anyone?
 
Aseos finally broke through to the metal bird's mind.

Hello! If you're human in there, try to relax. You have to get out of that creature's body! We have to help each other. I'll show you you can trust me...

Aseos concentrated, and as he had hoped, he lowered to the ground as arms and legs form out of the gas surrounding him. The body became elongated and connected with the gaseous appendages, and soon enough, Aseos was back to his old self

"Now that I've done it, you should too. For the sake of peace and humanity and all the other good stuff we love. Please"

((Sorry, thought I already posted))
 
((Character control'd D:

Next time, try not to invade other people's minds without their permission please. And why is this RP dying already? ))

What is that voice in his head? The raging Skarmory temporarily stopped his attack, confused. The whirlwind died down, and the flying objects crashed to the ground. The tables had all but been smashed to pieces, and the ground was littered with wood chips and pieces of, well, sharp things. Tom looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. Human? Creature? What is that thing talking about? He is a Skarmory! The rightful owner of this place! The voice continued, saying some sort of crap about helping another. He doesn't need help. This is his territory. Tom screeched and looked around, his sharp eyes scanning the room. Where had the voice came from?

Then, all of a sudden, something didn't seem right anymore. A single question popped up in Tom's head: is this really what he should be doing right now? Blowing up the math classroom that he declared to be his territory? Tom paused, confused. Of course that's what he should be doing! It's his territory, and he gets to do whatever he wants with it, including getting rid of all intruders.

Tom saw the strange blob beside the human change out of the corner of his eyes. The blob lengthened and started growing arms and legs, finally changing into a human. Then it said something about something Tom should do, in the same voice as the one in his head.

... So that was the intruder. Tom glared at the human, annoyed. "Peace and humanity can come after you get out of my territory," he spat, then blinked in confusion. Why was he talking human? He's a Skarmory, and Skarmories screech and flap their wings.

This was getting weirder and weirder.
 
((Oops, sorry. Didn't notice I was god-modding))

"Please, listen. You are not in your right mind set. Calm down, and you'll go back to a human. We need to work together to figure out what's happening to us. Maybe this guy knows something, but if you kill him, we will never know. Just please, calm down. Relax. Take a deep breath, and let all your worries go..."

Aseos was implementing one of his many strategies to control his anger. He was prone to outbursts and didn't want trouble in the school or with people. As long as he kept silent and cool, no one would bother him
 
John watched the Gastly turn back into a human. At the same point the Skarmory stopped, and seemed confused. John's hopes rose when he spoke in English, but the words spoken were less reassuring.

"Maybe this guy knows something..."

This kid is smart, decided John. For the moment, however, he stayed quiet. Now was not the time. Let the kid deal with it, and wait for him to change.
 
"A ... Flygon?" Unlike some of the others, Kali had never gotten involved in the Pokémon fad. She recognized the word itself, but the most she thought of was some strange yellow rodent. Being able to talk with another like her, however, seemed to help in calming her down. "What's going to happen... we don't belong here. Wait, is this.. your home?" She landed and began to look around at the backyard. "I... can't go home... Not like this."
 
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