FlareonsTrueGoal

I believe in neither the Helix or the Dome. All that I truly know is man's ignorance and hate.

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The Truth: Spirits of The Lost

Silver continued his tale,

"It is said that some of the fossils from the clans are haunted by the spirits of the Pokemon they once were.  These spirits still wholeheartedly believe that only Anarchy or Democracy is the proper way of life. The spirits have even shown to be vengeful towards Pokemon that held different ideals.  Claiming such ways of life are wrong, even going so far to say that they are sinful.

"There are people and Pokemon that are more susceptible to the influence of these spirits.  This can be very dangerous.  Your Red and Pidgeot are two such individuals.

"The only known way to reconcile such spirits is to revive them from their fossilized forms to their living states.  They must be shown the peace and happiness that can be gained from Anarchy and Democracy being used together."

It dawned on me what I had to do. "I must find Red and get that Helix fossil away from him."  I stood nodding in my newly found resolve.  "If not that I must try to get him to use Democracy in situations it would be dangerous to use Anarchy."

"What of your friends Abby and Jay Leno? Are you not going to search for them?"  His question was not scolding but honest.

One of my ears flopped to the side as I thought, finding Abby and Jay Leno was important to me but Red had shown to be so easily influenced by the Helix. I began to pace but winced feeling my leg protest and returned to the soft cushion. "I really do want to find them...wait, how did you know their names?"

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The Truth: The Three Clans of Sea, Sand, and Sky

'Before Man and Pokemon coexisted there were Three Clans.  The clan of the Sea, the Omanyte and Omastar. The clan of the Sand, the Kabuto and Kabutops. And the clan of the Sky, the Aerodactyl.

The clan of the Sea believed all life should be spontaneous, free and unrestricted: so that is how they lived.  They called this way of life 'Anarchy'.  Nothing was ever planned, not even their movements.  They were very free but did not prosper.  Eventually many of them washed up on the Sands and died.  Now most Omanyte and Omastar only exist as Helix fossils.

The clan of the Sand saw what happened to the Omanyte and Omastar, they decided life must be ordered and planned out.  They called this way of life 'Democracy'.  Their movements were slow and meticulously thought out but they brought great prosperity to the clan of the Sand.  Despite this prosperity they were too slow and many were swallowed up by the Sea.  Now they also mostly exist in the form of Dome fossils.

The third clan, the clan of the Sky, saw the destruction of their fellow pokemon.  They had tried to intervene but very few were willing to listen to new ideas.  The few that did listen were spared from the fates that befell their brethren but still squabbled over whether Democracy or Anarchy was best.

The clan of the Sky itself wondered which way of life was better.  They desired the freedom of Anarchy but knew they needed the prosperity of Democracy.  The eldest Aerodactal had personally witnessed the fates of the other clans.  Neither pure Anarchy or pure Democracy would do.  Both alone were too risky.  She came to a realization:

Anarchy and Democracy must coexist.'

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Shiny Cresselia caught in Alpha Sapphire on 1/25/2015

Number of SRs: 700-800 (I honestly lost count)Number of Pokeballs used: 1 Quickball, 12 Ultraballs Caught in: Ultraball Named: Astarte No Shiny Charm I did have a Masterball and was very tempted to use it but with Thunder Wave and False Swipe it was really just a waiting game. All of my team are lvl 70+ so there was limited risk of fainting on my side.  If the battle had continued longer I probably would have used it due to the risk of Cresselia KOing itself with Struggle.

First shiny legendary that I stuck out SRing for.  I normally give up after 300 SRs.  Cresselia is my first non-event shiny legendary and second caught shiny.  It is also the first shiny I have obtained through SRing.

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All I want is a shiny space duck, Arceus why do you deny me my dreams?

Me attempting to get shiny cressalia

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Day 2

I stand infront of the abyss within a golden hoop that holds Cressalia. It is only my second day of this hunt but the special variation of the elusive space duck I seek has yet to appear.  As the joints in my hands begin to ache I wonder if my time would be better spent attempting to complete the National Dex for a shiny charm. I cannot access the PSS when at college, the weekend is my only opportunity to find new Mirage Islands and Secret Bases.  Is this truly worth it?

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Mega Pidgeot more like

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'Praise The Helix' by Church of the Helix Choir

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WE HAVE OUR THEME SONG! HOOOOOOOOOOOLY CRAP THIS IS A THING!

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Praise Thee Oh Blessed Helix 

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Even I will admit this is amazing. 

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Mod is still dead so please enjoy this photo of Flareon having a tea party.

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Petals and Kindness

A forest surrounded me, similar to the one I had just been in but far more different than any forest I had ever seen.  Every single tree held blooms of each color imaginable and what I thought were berries.  The flowers were fragrant and every manner of Pokemon frolicked among them.  Beedrill and Butterfree danced above treetops together, Pidgeys and Spearrow played chase below them.  Pokemon I had never observed getting along were coexisting happily. There was a man in old fashioned clothing sitting with a distressed Pokemon I hadn't seen before.  It was a bright gold color that almost sparkled in the sunlight with a very large white tail that the man was gently stroking.  His words were warm and understanding. "I know you're unhappy your Master left you here but I promise I will never make you leave, nor will I force you to stay." He smiled softly, it gave me the feeling of curling up in a sunbeam.  "This place is a sanctuary for any Pokemon who wishes to be here.  And I do hope you'll stay."  The Pokemon curled up in the crook of his arm.

"You promise you won't make me leave?" It asked. I was startled when the man replied, clearly understanding the Pokemon.  Who was this strange person?  "I will never make you leave.  I think we could do even better for Pokemon who need a refuge if we worked together."

"Then I want a name." Was the flat response. The man chuckled and grinned.  "Then how about Silver."  The Pokemon looked just as confused as I was.  "It will suit you far better than something like Goldie." The Pokemon huffed but nuzzled the man playfully. "I'll hold you to your word."

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So it's kinda lame because my only super-awesome-premium art software is the crazy amazing MS Paint but...

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Hey! it's me again, i just wanted to tell you that this Blog it's such a fine example of TpP's culture that i put a link to it in my TpP art collection so pepole can read your whole work! (btw, if you wanna check it out it's named twitch plays pokemon - art collection) amazing job dude/gal! cheers!

I'm not really sure what to say so I will say thank you! I really appreciate you putting me into your collection!

Flareon says: Democracy is key to victory! (Thank you)

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More story coming when mod's face stops feeling like it was "smashed by a sledgehammer". Her words. Not mine.

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Everyone deserves a happy ending.

Sequel to my other drawing.

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Okay this makes me happier than I think any of you can imagine. <3

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I like to think they all found each other again.

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That's really sweet...I guess I don't deserve to be in it though.

The sequel is even sweeter!

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Anarchy

I relaxed but still kept my gaze fixed on him. "Okay...wait, you live alone? No trainer? No owner?" A Pokemon living in a human house on their own? That was unheard of! My confusion must have been obvious to him, that or he was used to this question. "Yes, Little One, this is my home.  I do not have a trainer or master that I answer to.  The forest surrounding it is also mine," he growled softly.  "That gluttonous Haunter refuses to leave though." I felt my ears perk up, "I wonder if you're talking about the same Haunter that attacked me."  My stomach growled loudly yet again.  I sniffed the oran berries and took a bite.  Roasting them over the fire with the pecha berries had made them slightly sweeter and rather delicious. His ears fell back against is head and he scowled. "Yes. There is only one Haunter in this forest."  One of the roasted pecha berries floated in his psychic grasp as his eyes glowed a matching blue.  "If he continues what he is doing there will be no new berry trees."  Silver took a bite out of the berry angrily.  "He is truely lost in the ways of Anarchy."

I stopped mid-bite. "Wait, Anarchy?" The ninetails sighed, "Living in only the moment and not thinking even your movements out.  Anarchy is acting on almost pure instinct, whim, and desire."

My hunger suddenly eluded me.  I stared at the berries.  That's just like how Red acted... "Are they not to your palate?"  Silver's question brought me back from my thoughts. Shaking my head I sighed, "They're delicious.  I just don't have as much of an appetite." "You are concerned your previous trainer could be under the influence of Anarchy aren't you?" His tone was gentle and understanding. "And I did not read your thoughts.  Your reaction was enough to figure it out." I didn't know what to say...Red seemed like he really could be under the control of something...Wait! "previous" trainer? "How did you know I was released?" Silver gave a wry smile, "It would be easier if I were to show you." His eyes glowed the same blue as before and the world fell away.

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Silver

I sat patiently, warmed by the fire.  There was no reason to hurry and I couldn't walk even if I wanted to.  This place didn't smell like people lived here but who else would have found me? The forest had no pokemon in it. Except that crazed Haunter. 

There was a wind chime somewhere nearby, its soft tinkling sounds bled into the room I was in.  My stomach growled loudly, rudely interrupting the tranquil moment.  I sighed muttering,  "when was the last time I ate..?"

One of the rice paper panels began to slide open, startling me.  I had heard no footfalls of someone approaching. What if it was the Haunter again? My fur prickled straight and the flames around my neck puffed up.  The illusion was ruined by my wimpy whine of a growl.  The open doorway revealed a Ninetails...but it wasn't the right color.  Instead of golden it was silver.  It had an air of regality I had never seen a pokemon posses.  A scary possibility came to mind, "are you another ghost?" My voice came out as a whimper. 

I was met by a warm chuckle that seemed to echo though out the whole room.  No Little One, I am not a ghost. He spoke but his mouth didn't move.  As he walked towards me I couldn't relax.  He had to be lying. Why else wouldn't he speak? Ninetails weren't psychic types.

Another chuckle sounded. True, but we hold innate psychic abilities.  Once a Ninetails becomes as old as I am things such as telepathy and telekinesis are easy.

"Don't read my mind!" I hated it when Drowzee looked into my thoughts, and he was my friend.  Strangers shouldn't look into the thoughts of others.

"I apologize.  I am simply used to communicating that way." This time his voice didn't echo throughout the room and his mouth actually moved when he spoke.  He looked over to the berries on the fire and they floated, wrapped in a blue glow onto plates that appeared from thin air.  He set one of the plates in front of me. "My name is Silver.  Welcome to my home, Little One."

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Mod post

So due to just how fast things happen in Twitch Plays Pokemon and the fact I was already playing catchup when I started this blog, I will most likely remain a few days behind.  I've made 21 posts in 2 days. 13 are story and 7 are answers.  I know I can't keep up this sort of pace during the week so it will probably become 2-3 posts per day via Queue.  Maybe more on Tuesday/Thursday depending on my workload.

I've currently got a monster of a post sitting in the queue for 6PM CT and another large one drafted and a third that's about the same length as Shelter that's ready to go.  Depending on when I get the second post to my liking it will be published tonight or tomorrow morning.  I should probably split that one up though...It's going to be longer than the one queued up at this point.

I've got to go work on homework now. (Ugh.  Save me from Chemistry and Java Programming!)