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Isolation Island (Main RP)
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The island is uninhabited by Pokemon it is isolated from the rest of the world and has mountains surrounding it creating a bowl no ports or exits of the island are available once on the island you are stuck until only one trainer is left or only one pokemon. There are no cities there are items scattered about the island and caches of items. These Caches are protected if you want a city or pokecenter you will have to make one there is no connection to the outside world you are completely cut off accept for what is deposited on the island at random intervals. All Bioms exist on this on the island. Pokemon will be dropped onto the island at random times. (Only the owner and Mod may decide when and what pokemon are dropped and in what quantities. Same goes for Items.)
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-Death was whimpering in a crate as it was shoved off into the air. Death tumbled around in the crate until the parachute opened up. The poor thing cried and howled for help and fell for a long time. It was tired when it finally felt the ground hit the crate. He whimpered and tapped his paws on the crate as the wood turned cold. The crate collapsed and hit the poor thing on the head lightly, his skull protecting him from mass damage. He stepped out to see only white around him. He was freezing fast and made a run for any shelter he could possibly find. He howled as he ran, trying to find other poke’mon. He was able to see trees ahead of him and made a break for them. He was shivering and weak from the stress but made it into the tree line. He found a tree in the forest that had its roots up a little bit with a hole just big enough for him to crawl into and curl up. He flopped his ears down and whimpered as he stayed put.-
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Vikkela flitted about her plexiglass cage frantically for the umpteenth time in an attempt to escape, eventually settling for landing upside-down on the tinted roof of the cage as the box parachuted down towards the island. The dragonfly Pokemon tackled the walls of the cage, once she sensed the change in altitude but earned only a sore head. Forced to be patient, the Pokemon waited as the cage slowly approached the island and finally hit the ground, although not as roughly as would be expected from a crash-landing. Once again, the Yanma attempted to ram the cage open and failed. The Yanma’s wings drooped as she resigned herself to starving inside the small box. After a few minutes had passed, a faint clicking sound could be heard as the cage opened itself up.
Without waiting for an explanation, Vikkela revved up her wings and dashed out of the prison as quickly as possible, meeting head-first with a gush of cool water. Struggling and flailing about, the dragonfly flapped her wings quickly towards the glowing specks of light above the water. Just when she thought she was about to drown and become fodder for aquatic Pokemon, the bug surfaced. Vikkela promptly took in deep breaths of air from her exoskeletal pores before thrashing and paddling her way towards the nearest bit of land. Her 360 degree vision showed that she had been dropped at the edge of some sort of lake. Finally, the Bug Pokemon reached the edge of the lake and collapsed on the sandy shore, taking a moment to recover her energy and dry off her wings.
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-Daemon was trying to get the pilot to talk but he kept silent never saying anything to hint as to where they were going because the fog was so thick, Daemon couldn’t track how far they had gone from the main land so if he ever wanted to come back it would be a risk but he was putting a scratch on his vest for every mile they went but when his Gible woke up it shocked Daemon out of his counting and he lost track. Daemon waited for the island to come into view and luckily the fog had quickly lifted and Daemon was surprised to see such a large area hidden from any map he had ever seen.
Daemon saw each of the different area’s of the island were based around a the elements with a massive desert in the center of it all. He grabbed his backpack and strapped it to the front of his chest before pulling the parachute on to his back before he zipped up the bag so that Gible wouldn’t get loose but there were a few holes so he could breath.
Daemon went to the edge cracked a smile and did a back flip out of the copter before flattening out by spreading his limbs and let himself free fall for a time before pulling the tether which jerked him back up about fifty feet before he began his slow decent into the the island making sure to land on the edge of the desert with the forest still in eye sight before he repacked his parachute thinking it would make for a good shelter if he couldn’t find anything else.
He left the desert quickly knowing prolong exposure can dehydrate anyone but since it was only morning it wasn’t that bad but at this time he didn’t want to deal with the giant Pokemon that are known to dwell in the sands. He was walking along the edge of the forest until he found a large lake which had fresh water. He opened up his parachute and let Gible out of his bag to get fresh air and he ran over and got a drink of water before jumping in and swimming around enjoying himself.
Daemon began to work on the parachute ripping the smaller parachute off the top of the larger one which he placed under the water and pulled it back up bringing all the sides together before tieing the thing into a not allowing him to now carry the water with him before he helped his Gible back out of the water and they walked on.
Daemon came to a bush of berries along the edge of the lake which he ate a couple handfuls knowing they weren’t poison berries before he took a couple handfuls and placed them in his vest pockets which were well insulated so that they wouldn’t go rotten quickly. He picked up Gible putting him back in his backup this time he left it open before ripping off one of the branches so that it could grow back in time before placing the branch with about forty berries in the bag with Gible”dont eat them all, dont need you getting sick”. Gible ate about five before laying back and relaxing enjoying the ride.-
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-Devil remained under the tree roots, he sniffed the air and smelled several new things. He came out from under once he felt more comfortable just to see crates falling down all across the island. He smelled new things that he didn’t recognized, being a baby. There was a male and female of six kinds of pokemon dropped (Geodude, Weedle, Rattata, Nidoran, Zubat, and Pidgey) all around the island. One of the boxes crashed through the trees behind the poor thing and he yelped, going back into his hidey hole. He poked his nose out and walked slowly back to the crate that was dropped and he sniffed it. He saw the crate smash open as a Geodude revealed itself. Death yipped then sniffed the very angry Geodude. The Geodude glared at the young houndour and swung an arm at it. Death hopped away and yipped at it then started to chew on it. The Geodude slammed his hands down, trying to scare Death away. Which it did. He scampered back into hiding hole as the Geodude made itself dormant.-
(Sandra Owner: Pokemon Drop Approved)
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The Yanma’s wings were still a little damp and took a few brisk flicks to fling the small water droplets off of the surface. Once they were suitable for flying, the Bug Pokemon quickly took to the air and rushed away from the lake searching for a suitable tract of woodland area to claim and defend as her own. She skimmed by the lake’s edge, investigating the lake-side foliage before taking off away from the large body of water where predatory Water Pokemon might lurk. The fear of being dragged down into the icy depths where her wings didn’t work was a nightmare she did not wish to relive.
During her flight, she noticed behind her a single butterfly up ahead resting on a flower. Without a wing-beat of hesitation, Vikkela dipped her wings upwards into a loop, gaining altitude before soaring downwards back towards the buttterfly. For a brief moment, she was flying upside-down and could see the butterfly notice her approach. The insect flapped its beautiful, colorful and utterly clumsy wings in an attempt to escape but to no avail. She easily snatched the insect out of the air with her six feet and munched on it happily.
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-Daemon looked up to see the Yanma and he grabbed his bag of water just incase he would splash it to bring it down before attacking but for now they decided to simply walk away. He had been walking a few miles where he ended up seeing a dense area of woods where he found a cage hung up in a tree that looked stuck so he climbed up into the cage finding a Nidoran inside. He lifted up the cage and unhooked the parachute before he carried the cage down placing it on the ground and unhooking it allowing the creature to run out before looking back at the human and tilting its head trying to understand it.
The Nidoran walked away and out of site so Daemon decided to pick up the cage and the parachute and pack the spare parachute into the same pack with his own to use later. Daemon walked a few miles before he found a group of about nine tree’s that were all in a canopy so he took out the spare parachute and began to hanging it from branches until it was domed out covering all sides. He then walked out side of the dome and grabbed about six arm length logs that were about six inches in diameter thick. He walked around the edges and placed them down at each of the hooks which he used to tie down so that wind could not blow this thing away be it mother nature or a pigioto.
Daemon found some thin twigs that were very durable and he placed them in his pocket for later, he made a slice in the parachute that was facing the exit that was only 7 feet long and he began to thread the durable twigs through tiny holes along the slit to hold it closed and no wild Pokemon would be smart enough to spread it open because one it was threaded closed he placed a log to hold it down before he took his own parachute and began to cut it into ten feet long sheets ending up with nine of them which he went out side and began to place around the top so that any water that fell would roll to the center and into a sheet he had hung up inside to catch it giving him a way to collect fresh water and this island having a glacier and desert so close together should storm hourly and like on Que he heard the putter patter as rain began to fall around the forest falling landing into his net which made a constant form of water for him and Gible.
He heard a noise outside and he opened it up to see the Nidoran from earlier so he let it in and it ran into the cage from earlier to find Gible inside and it stopped but when Gible didn’t attack it relaxed and ate a berry that was laying around. Daemon figures this Nidoran wasn’t much older then his own little guy so it wasn’t yet hostile. He walked out and found a pointed rock and a log that was about was only about seven inches long and nine inches in diameter. He began to use the rock to form a bowl out of it which took about an hour which be scooped into his captured water and put it in the cage which he didn’t close so that this creature could leave any time it wished but for now it was fast asleep next to Gible which was immune to its poison since it was a ground dragon.
Gible didn’t exactly seem happy with this arrangement so he came out and ran over to daemon who took off his backpack and parachute pack to make a pillow that was behind his head while he relaxed and waited for something to happen. He soon fell asleep listening to the sound of rain put him to sleep in no time.
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-It was raining, just great. He went back out and gnawed on the geodude again. The leaves were blocking rain from it, for now. The geodude came from hiding and swung an arm at the Houndour. Death hopped out of the way then went back to gnawing on the Geodude. It was not having it. It started swinging its fists wildly to get the houndour off. Death kept hopping around and started barking at it. Geodude started to try to roll away but Death hopped over to block it. The geodude was getting furious but the houndour started gnawing on it agian. The geodude tried to roll away with the houndour gnawing. This hurt Death but he kept chewing on him and it helped his teeth make holes in the gums, even sharpening them. He chewed on it and felt it trying to roll away but wouldn’t stop chasing and chewing on it.-
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Now feeling more refreshed, the Yanma began to fly farther away from the lake in search of a suitable woodland domain. After a thousand or so wingbeats, the dragonfly cane to an area dotted with a few trees here and there.
Vikkela then began flying about the forested area in a spiral search pattern looking for signs of any other Yanma. Strangely, there seemed to be relatively few Pokemon present. It certainly seemed quieter than her original hatching site.
Once she was satisfied that she was not intruding on another Yanma’s territory she began taking the liberty to fully search the area for a shelter and any notable landmarks. Alighting on the trunk of a tree, she began scratching away with her mandibles at a hollow, carving a large enough hole to rest in.
Just as she was planning to take a moment to rest in her new make-shift shelter, she heard the sound of rustling wings nearby. This was HER territory, her little hollow and nobody would take it from her. Roused into a state of territorial anger, Vikkela revved up her wings and took to the sky. The culprit was a Pidgey, innocently rummaging around for food. The bird Pokemon heard the sound of Vikkela’s angry wings hammering out a loud, speedy rhythm like an agitated helicopter. What the typically docile Pidgey was not prepared for was a sudden Tackle as Vikkela executed a high-speed fly by attack.
(Speed = 7) Vikkela HP: 12
(Speed = 6) Pidgey HP: 12 (-5) = 7 HP -
-Daemon awoke a while later to find the Nidoran at the door so he undid the twigs and let it loose and it ran until it was far out of site and Daemon didn’t expect to ever see the thing again so he decided it would be a good time to gather fire wood and possibly build a make shift ax if he could find some string or something. Gible was following him from behind luckily the little guy was a smart learner which was why Daemon loved dragons even if there evolution type was slow.
Daemon watched as Gible ran along the bottom of bushes picking up new branches of berries of multiple colors but didn’t eat any of them until his owner told him which ones were safe. Daemon found a thick rock that was in the shape of a triangle so he picked it up before he looked up and found a tree that had apples so he reached up and picked an armful this way he could keep up his strength better until he can find some protein like seeds or nuts but so far he only saw fruit.
Daemon turned a corner and saw the Houndour chewing on a Geodude which was rather odd to him but for now he was not worried about it because the Houndour was faster but it couldn’t do the damage of his Gible. Gible leaned down and looked at the dog who was defiantly not a native of this island. Gible showed his rows of razor sharp teeth and he ran at top speed jumping into the air at the suspecting dog and bite its leg.-
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-Death had kept after the Geodude, gnawing on it once more before hopping to the side of the Geodude, having no idea that another poke’mon just tried to attack it. It’s paw just barely escaped the Gible’s grasp as it tried to gnaw on the Geodude’s outstretched arm, resulting in a mild tumble but nothing that caused too much damage. Death did yelp a little though and rolled back to its feet. The Geodude, however, could not avoid the oncoming Gible nor the gnawing Houndour, if it could sweat, it’d of left puddles behind it.-
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The Pidgey let out a surprised and injured squawk as it got tackled seemingly out of nowhere. The naturally timid bird Pokemon immediately flapped its wings and took flight, soaring away from the angry bug Pokemon. Vikkela wasn’t having any of it, though. The angry Yanma kept up the chase, following behind the Pidgey with a vengeance. The bird didn’t even realize it was still being chased, since it couldn’t see directly behind it. Feeling a boost of energy due to a mixture of adrenaline and territorial anger, Vikkela surged ahead even faster and tackled into the bird Pokemon from behind, knocking it down to the ground before veering off to build up even more speed for another attack.
Once the Pidgey had recovered, it let out a reluctant Tackle attack to try and get the Yanma off its back. The bug Pokemon was hit, but the attack only fueled its anger, causing it to turn and ruthlessly Tackle the Pidgey into submission at ever increasing amounts of speed while the Pidgey tried in vain to take to the skies and flee.
(Speed = 11) Vikkela HP:7
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-Daemon watched as Gible missed the dog and headbutted the Geodude, missing its target made it retreat for a time to stand its ground. Daemon watched the crazy dog chase the rock and decided this wasn’t a fight he wanted since this dog was very bonkers. He called for Gible to follow him and he carried the wood and rocks back with him luckily he found a large log that was about about a foot long and a foot wide with the inside seemingly wore away to form a large bowl. Daemon took hiss stuff back to his camp site before returning to the log turning it to its side and rolling it back to the tent and inside. He rolled it into the center before going and finding one of the ten foot sheets he made from earlier that weren’t used to make the canopy to catch water. He took the large rock and began working on smoothing out the inside of the log so his plan would work. He then went and gathered a bunch of leaves and began to line the inside of the log with the leaves before finally lining the sheet of material over it and then folding the access under the log so it wouldn’t blow away or come loose.
Daemon gathered the water gathered from the canopy and filled his new pot till it was half full, he put the rest in the noted bag he crafted when he had first arrived so he could venture out when the time came. He threw his apples into the pot saving just one so he could eat it. Daemon got himself full along with Gible and decided to venture out to try and find some other supplies on this island.
He took leaves from random trees making sure not to break the steam and he began to press them through the tent material making sure to overlap it so that any rain would run from one leaf onto the next and not inside the tent so he now gave it a second layer of coverage while also adding camouflage to his home. He made sure the pot was under the capture tarp so that in case the tarp over flowed it would do so inside the pot.
Daemon knew there had to be a capture system on this island since he wasn’t allowed to bring his pokeballs which rather annoyed him as it was possible this island would have pokemon never seen before which is what brought him here in the first place but now he was only seeing normal everyday things and no other trainers”god I would take a rocket right about now im so board”.-
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The last few exchanges of the battle were rough. The Pidgey, having given up hope of being able to fly away on battered wings began using the last of its might to tackle its attacker in retaliation for the unfair treatment.
Nonetheless, the Yanma continued its frenzied assault as each successful Tackle attack only served to heighten its excitement and speed. Finally, Vikkela hit the bird Pokemon in the head sending it flying to the ground. The Pidgey did not get up again. Once she noticed that the intruding Pokemon had fainted, Vikkela grasped the tiny bird with its six feet, took to the air and began to travel at a reduced pace away from her section of the forest. Finding an area with no immediate Pokemon or human presence, the Yanma dropped off the comatose Pidgey in the midst of a shrub. She didn’t want to kill the bird pokemon after all. Satisfied that the Pidgey had learned its “lesson” on intruding into her territory, Vikkela performed a brief loop of victory before heading back into her domain to rest.
(Speed = 14) Vikkela: HP: 7 remaining
(Speed = 6) Pidgey: HP: 0 -
-Death kept after the Geodude, not realy noticing the Gible headbutting it except for the random speed up the Geodude got from being hit. Death saw the Geodude was getting close to fainting so he jumped onto it and gnawed on it once more and rolled with the Geodude until it stopped. The rock was too heavy to carry with him so he simply gnawed on the Geodude until it passed on. The houndour continued to teeth until it saw something gray float out of the geodude. It saw to little eyes looking at him and it seemed to glare at him. He stopped gnawing and took off running in a sprint, whimpering. The shuppet finished rising and took off through the forest. Death went back to its little hole near the glacial area and hunkered down, whimpering and scared.-