rp Arena of Demise:: A Pokemuse Roleplay. [Started] [PM Only] [Accepting] [C/D]

The day of the reaping; the rich celebrate, the poor groan and the families mourn. It happens once a year. This.. This stupid tradition! Nobody NEEDS it, the mainland just tells us we do! The worst part about it is the fact that we have to leave everything behind. Our Pokemon. Our Friends. Our Family..

I begin to feel sick as the Mayor of my district thrusts her hand into the bowl full of names, showing she is as displeased as the rest of us with this monstrous tradition. Tradition? Why do I keep calling it that, it's not what it is after all. Disguise it as whatever they will, they could never hide the fact that its just a slaughterfest for the rich mainlanders to watch. The inferior Districts have no say in it. Only to obey by the rules and play for the cameras..

Its the day of the reaping! You have been selected to take part in the Games of Death! Only two lucky characters will survive!

You have been chucked into the Arena of Demise within two days of the reaping. Some of you have trained your whole lives for this, others spent your whole lives trying to avoid them. You have one goal and one goal only; Survive.

Good hunting, tributes.

Yay! Another Hunger Games based RolePlay :3

Signup Sheet

NeoName:
Character Name:
Age:(12-18)
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Background:(Some detail please)
District:(1-12, 1 being the richest and the best trained, 12 being the poorest and the least likely to win)
Talents:
Other:

Rules
1. Players may be killed in this game, the players must organize it between them through PM first though so it isn't considered God-Modding or such.

2. Try to detail your posts, be as humorous or serious as you would like, the more interesting the better, FIVE lines or more.

3. You don't take Pokemon in with you as they roam around the Arena and will be available to catch, train and hunt. They will all start at lvl.50 and each day you spend training a single Pokemon will up them 10 lvl's. These lvl's will be rationed out between each Pokemon you train each day. Example; Training two Pokemon in one day will result in each Pokemon being raised 5 lvl's. I will keep track of each of your Pokemons levels so you dont have to. CAUTION! If you dont make it clear that you are training a Pokemon, I may not realise and therefore will not up your Pokemons level. So make it clear.

4. There will be 12 playable characters and 12 NPC's. NPC's can be interacted with as you wish, theyre disposable but that doesn't mean that you can kill six NPC's in one post, because that is just plain greedy Feel free to PM me some NPC Character sheets

5. There may only be ONE MALE and ONE FEMALE from each district so look through the characters before you choose your district.

6. All forum-wide rules apply.

7. Enjoy!


We will start when I have six playable characters that have joined. So get recruiting! ;D

Events

Here I will display upcoming events! I will also show a timeline of deaths! As well as this I will show events that have happened. To spice things up I will include three mystery events that will occur as people complete the fulfillments throughout their story. People can suggest events to me through PM ;D







***Most Recent Event!
Intense heat has been forced into the arena! All snow and ice has melted, flooding the cold region! Watchers want to see what Snow will do?!
awesomeasaurus NeffoneR

NextNinja

Ooh! I love The Hunger Games!

NeoName: Vast White Reshiram
Character Name: Lena
Age:(12-18) 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Personality: friendly, stubborn, fun-loving
Background:(Some detail please) Used to be a shy girl, but now has a lot of friends.
District:(1-12, 1 being the richest and the best trained, 12 being the poorest and the least likely to win) 12
Talents: strong Pokemon trainer
Other:

1. My Games
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this year's draw! I bet you were expecting it! As you know, the winner will recieve a fantastic prize: the right to participate in the annual Games of Death, with the consequent benefits you can get from it, including limb amputations, mental sequels for life and even the best and most wanted reward... death itself!!"
Heh... I'm finding this speech enjoyable... I've always thought the mayor of our district was a funny guy. It's true that he reached this spot by the method of corruption and bribery, not to mention all of the dark rumours about his past in the organized crime, but deep inside he has the spirit of a comedian. Not that I care, though...
"Okay, let's start with this..." As he reached his hand for the glass bowl, the pople in the square started shaking from the excitement... "This year's lucky winner is... neffoneR? Who's this "neffoneR"? I've never heard this name before..."
Sighs of relief could be heard from all around town... I don't get it... Why is everyone so happy? I mean... Why does everyone want to avoid the Games? I couldn't be more excited about it.
"It's me..."
Well, OF COURSE it's me... I'm the only one suited for the spot! All of the other people around me are trembling in fear, whilst I, instead, am dying to start the adventure... It's not that I've been dedicating my life to it, but it's the only thing I can do if I expect for a change in this absolutely boring routine...
As I pick my things from the ground, two men in dark suits come to me and tell me to get in the back of a truck. I gladly accept their offer.
"Alright... Let's go for it!!"
The truck's engine slowly starts its motion, and the doors close right in front of me. With a bit of luck, this is the last time I'll see these people and these streets... But this isn't the thought that fills my mind right now. I can only think of how much I'm gonna own everyone in the Games of Death... In MY Games of Death!

Not Even a Goodbye...

"As you all must know, today is the annual reaping for the Games of Death! I wish each and every one of you good luck in this year's drawing! And now, for this year's District 1 tribute!" Our mayor stuck her hand in the large glass ball that held the names of each and every one of the eligible children in our district. I crossed my fingers as her fingers passed over numerous slips of paper, any one of which might have my name printed on it. Finally one was taken out and carefully opened. The mayors voice rang out loud and clear.

"Ruby Diamant!" I felt like the ground had been yanked out from under my feet. The crowd was silent as I numbly stepped forward. No one stepped in to take my place, no one shed a single tear for me. I walked over to the mayor as she took my hand and lifted my arm up like I had just won some kind of prize.

"Congratulations, from all of us in District 1! We all wish you luck in the Arena and may you bring our district a spectacular victory!" I smiled as the Peacekeepers took me to the Justice Building. I waited patiently for my family to show up and pretended not to know why I was even there when they came to get me. When they loaded me onto the train I commented on little things, like how pretty the sky was today, or how I lost an earring in the crowd during the Reaping. By the time we reached the Mainland, the Peacekeepers were thoroughly sick of me and were more than happy to leave me in the hands of the cruel and shallow Mainland.

That went better than I hoped. I really was getting better at lying.

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NextNinja, I fixed it. I'll try to remember that next time I post.

Snow was shunted into a small changing room. Hanging on the wall was a jumpsuit. It was long and slim, perfect for him. He slid into it with more ease than he inspected. The inside must have been oiled up for easy changing. He then threw his scarf on and slung his scythe over his shoulder. and walked out the changing rooms.

"You there! The tall pale looking dude. Get over here!"

Snow looked around, the bulky man that escorted him there had been waiting for him.

"Hand over your weapon, and that stupidly big scarf while you're at it" The man was stern and didn't look like he wanted Snow to answer back.

"Bite me!" Snow brushed the man off, he wasn't scared. He could kill the man in seconds if he felt necessary.

"It's against the rules of the game to take weaponry or equipment in with you. Suck it up big boy" The man was getting lairy.

Snow glared at him. Eyes open wide. The fact that he had no pupils scared that man, although he tried not to show it. He backed off and his hands trembled slightly. Snow swung his scythe off and within a split second had a strong two hand grip on it against the man's neck. His dark glasses fell off and the mans eyes we're wide, as if they we're pleading for mercy.

Snow scoffed at this and dropped the scythe at the man's feet, although he didn't move like he was frozen in fear.

"I expect to see that back in district 10 when I win, you don't want to know the consequences" Snow said as he walked off to the game's holding area. The man nodded slowly.

"You forgot...Uh.." He trembled as he spoke. It was obvious that he knew how powerful Snow truly was.

"I'm keeping the scarf. Suck it up, big boy" and then snow dissappeard around a corner. Ready for the Games Of Death.

Snow was in the arena. The games hadn't started yet but he was at the front-line. He stood above a gold plate that had the word 'SNOW' Engraved into it with the number '10' below that. He guessed it was for his district. From where he stood he looked around. In the pile of weapons he noticed a scythe.

"Well I've pretty much won these games then haven't I?" He chuckled to himself. But he wasn't the type of person to rush into things. As the gong sounded countless numbers of people charged towards the weapon pile. Fists flying everywhere. Expect for Snow. He just leaned his back against the wall and watched the people brawl out. Snow kept his eye on a boy with blue hair in a ponytail and glasses on, this boy had picked up the scythe and made his way to a forest off to the left of the enormous arena. Snow slowly walked out into the main of the arena only a few metres ahead. "These sleeves are f***ing annoying" He exclaimed. Snow never liked wearing sleeves. He grabbed them one at a time and tore them with ease. Then he started sprinting in the direction of the blue haired boy. Most people we're finding it hard to run in the game issued boots. But Snow had worn military boots all his life and sped off with ease.

Soon he was at the forests edge. The day was peaking with sunlight but the thick vegetations loomed over each other leaving a dark shadow. He entered slowly. He could hear someone by a river. He crept at a fast pace, keeping the person within earshot, making his way towards the river. It wasn't long before the person was in sight just along the rivers edge. It was the boy that Snow had been hoping to find. Long blue hair in a ponytail and glasses. He was filling a canteen with water from the river and hadn't noticed snow about 40 feet away up the river.

Snow squatted down and put his hands together. His eyes started glowing white along with the snowflake on the back of his hand. "Ice beam" HE whispered under his breath as he held out his hand and a shot of stunning white light was sent flying from his hand to the water. It all froze solid. The boy down the river started panicking, his hands we're frozen in the water and he couldn't get them out. Snow slowly walked towards him, trying to look as evil as possible. He came up right next to the boy before he noticed Snow. He turned to Snow looking scared, the boy was older than Snow but was frightened out of his skin. The light shone through the trees, silhouetting Snow as he loomed above the whimpering boy.

"That's my scythe you have there" He spoke deep, Snow loved being intimidating.
Before he had a chance to answer, Snow kicked the boy with immaculate force right in his chin like an uppercut. All seemed in slow motion as Snow's foot kept rising to be in line with his shoulders, and the boys head swung in an arch before plummeting to the ice below. As it struck the ice it cracked furiously. A pool of blood grew from where the boy's head lay and seemed into the cracks.

Snow seemed pleased at this outcome, He loved the sight of blood. He squatted down next to the boy.

"You're the first of many" Snow scoffed at the cold, lifeless corpse the lay before him.
Then he got up and swung the scythe over his shoulder. It had a stainless steel blade and a wooden handle. It wasn't as good as his regular scythe, but it would do the job.



OOC: NextNinja could you update the NPC's to show that Ishido Marukai is dead

Surviving..
Yes.. I did the right thing.. Following the lush grass lead me to a lake on the edge of a forest, perfect. This would provide me cover and fresh water. Water! I hadn't had it in about 6 hours and the sun was so blindingly hot, my water levels must be at an all time low. I feel dizzy so I start stumbling towards the lake, then a blueish-black blur flashes in front of me. I close my eyes, shake my head, I must be hallucinating. I open them. No. There it was again, further away this time. Further away but heading right for me, what shall I do? It's far too fast for me to stop. I pull a knife out of my belt, a long thin one and launch it towards the blur, I landed a hit! The blur stops, it's a Weavile! The dark Pokemon's face winces in pain, then it reforms into its blur like state, once again heading towards me. I slam my hammer into the floor in front of me, like a make-shift Rock Smash move. The Weavile dodges, this was to be expected at the speed that it could manage. I lift my hammer and throw it straight up, then brandish three knives from my belt, I throw them in a horizontal line. On its way down, I thrust the sole of my boot forwards at the head of the hammer, sending it flying towards the Weavile, who was too busy dodging the knives to realise. An expertly planned assault knocked this lightning quick Pokemon right out. I sighed to myself as I retrieved each knife and my hammer. The Weavile groaned.
'Hmm. Not dead? We have a fighter'
Damn! I forgot to stock up on Pokeballs when I first entered! Shame. I crushed the Weavile's skull under my boot, giving it a painless end then drank my fill of water from the lake. Real Shame.