OOC
Anyone who is looking at this, welcome. If you"re part of the RP, we"ll be starting shortly. If you"re not, feel free to sign up at any time, just wait for approval to post here. In this RP there are certain laws that follow:
- Time is frozen, nothing inanimate moves without being interacted with by a Pokemon.
- Pokemon do not have to eat out of necessity (though out of comfort, is of course, alright). Nor do they have to sleep. There is no effect of age on any Pokemon.
- Not all Pokemon are capable of surviving in frozen time. Many Pokemon lose the will to continue, and fall asleep, freezing them in time.
- Any Pokemon who falls asleep cannot be woken up by conventional means.
Without further ado, shall we proceed?
RP
Jinx. Almost instantly conscience flooded into the Marowak. Was that his name? Had he been called? The voice was not his elder’s however, and it summoned up images of fire roaring all around him. Where a wall of lush forest should have been, only the greedy hands of a great inferno waited, closing ever closer.
Jinx. Again, the word summoned to mind the silhouette of a great beast, something terrible. Where no dreams should be a nightmare unfolded before Jinx, filling him with long-ago emotions like agony and panic, and the fear of death. The beast drew closer, bringing the wall of fire with it, ever nearer to the defenseless Marowak.
“Jinx.” The word was simple, and as soon as it was spoken so directly, the fires of memory died. Jinx found himself stranded amid the void of his own mind, adrift in a land where he had no footing. The silhouette of the beast was still present, but the flames that it had conjured had died. Before Jinx, in the illusion of his thoughts, Lord Entei stood. “Guardian.”
Jinx lowered his head instinctively, out of respect. The legendary beast, the Unseen before him, was imposing and loomed over him with ferocity, despite the feebleness and exhaustion that were so heavily carved into his words. When Jinx looked back up, he struggled to contain his fear. Never had he seen one of the Unseen so broken, “So it is time?”
“For you, it is ‘time’,” Entei replied with tired words. “The burden of time grows heavy on my shoulders, and I fear that my strength is held to me by but a twine.” Entei looked past Jinx, into the ether of his thoughts, “Time grows heavy on us all.”
“What of Natio, he was supposed to wake me. He… hasn’t summoned me yet.” Jinx replied, worry edged into his voice.
“Natio is not awake, I cannot call your elder. His is the call of something greater, but I cannot wait any longer to call you,” the great image of Entei flickered. “Wake up.”
“But… I have no guide, no leader, no direction. I don’t even have my followers, the Guard… is gone,” panic gripped Jinx like a vice. “There is no Guard, there has never been a time without a Guard!” Jinx struggled to control his words. Despite all his mastery, his experience, his greatness… this was something he was not prepared to do.
“Then you will have to make this the time of the Guardian.” Entei’s eyes seemed to cloud with exhaustion. “Farewell.”
As the image died in his mind, the silence of reality burned itself into Jinx. “I cannot be expected to fix this entire world alone!” The words were real. Shouted out to echo against the walls of an old base. This place had once been his home before the end of the world. Now it was a mess, cluttered with the remnants of some great panic. Jinx gripped his club. He looked toward the old latter at the entrance of the base, and stepped forward.
He would take a waking nightmare over the emptiness of timeless sleep.