Fight for what's right!

Protect the things you care about! Residence: S-3 Rank: Citizen Weapon: Oshawott ((Affiliated with Citta Alverea))

[tokyorobin]

Happy Valentines Day!~  (Subs,comments, and likes would be appreciated but not necessary! Thank you all <3) (Submitted by mykalopsia)

[shadeofhugh-blog]

((Man I really need to get active again, I can feel the need to get back.))

[fireflytides]

"Valentine’s Day is getting closer .. I should start planning things. ~ "

[shadeofhugh-blog]

"Plans? For what? For who?"

[shadeofhugh-blog]

The Hugh bear is coming out of hibernation.

"Ugh my head..."

[unusualsound-blog]

So I have a whole new set of soundfonts and such, here is a real true show of what I can do now. Tomorrow is also my birthday so I get a little something to you guys before that date :3

~Musicjunky

Download: https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/ma5uu4w1o2kfxu8/Kanto%20Gym%20Battle%20Remix.mp3?dl=1&token_hash=AAFzn9l71r51yn_kKIULdUnlzOjwVbt8sveKAZ9t1bUIVA

[shadeofhugh-blog]

((man ive been so out of it as of late, hopefully I can get it together and get some replies done, gomen.))

[shadeofhugh-blog]

((If anyone cares to rp with Hugh or Agent Washington just send me a ask on my personal here, I don't bite~ Till then chao~))

[shadeofhugh-blog]

I was told I have a...Hugh Jazz...

Mei also has a pretty nice butt.

[shadeofhugh-blog]

"Don't suppose I'm cut out for this avenger stuff."

[minorlupus-deactivated20140304]

      [ Toboe wasn’t sure he understood exactly what he was talking about, but that was fine. the tale was interesting enough and easy to follow. he rather liked hearing about other people’s lives, actually; there were so many people in the world, which meant so many different ways of living. it was intriguing, almost. still, he couldn’t help but frown a bit at the other’s tone ]

      ❝Oh, so… Well, you got it back, right? So that means you were strong enough to do it. And…just being able to talk about it makes you strong, too! So don’t be hard on yourself!❞

[shadeofhugh-blog]

Hugh nodded slowly, sitting down and sighing a bit more.

"Even still, it was my personal vendetta and i couldn't accomplishment on my own, nor did I get much of a decision on what I'd do next besides getting more stronger."

The boy was right though, he was being a bit hard on himself for this, he was glad both Kyouhei and Mei helped him out.

[poke-music]

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[hollyhockblues]

What is your fate at Citta?

Please include your results in the tags!

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

absolute zero alert!

location: sector six - residential areas and apartments. duration: 12:16:00 AM to 1:02:00 AM . (EST - Citta Standard Time)

[misterallfiction]

Expedition 2: Guardian angels [CLOSED]

Posting order: Libra, Yata, Hugh

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Being in sector 3 was a curse in and of itself. Even on the best of days gang fights and drug wars ran rampant and someone found themselves losing their life in the middle of it all. And with the least support of all the sectors, most of it’s denizens were left to fend for themselves. This made evacuating towards one of the shelters being erected a challenging task. Whereas there were authority figures trying to keep things as orderly as possible in the other sectors, sector 3 had sprung into chaos with people rushing every which way to get to safety. Many of them didn’t get far before the Yuki Onna got to them. And there were other monsters straying into the sector as well.

The largest group of survivors banded together to try and make it out, seeing strength in numbers rather than doing what everyone else was doing and fending for themselves. They were the smart ones, but still powerless to the threat of the monsters lurking the sector. That became all too clear when a group of Yuki Onna began converging on their location. There were roughly a hundred of people here. Maybe even more. They likely made up the largest part of the district’s population, or what was left of it. With their death, everyone in the sector might as well have been wiped out.

“『Can’t have that, now can we?! All of you minor characters head on ahead, I’ll hold them off!』”

No one had even realized when he’d arrived. Partly due to the fact that he lacked any sort of physical presence. But that was a story best left for another day. He’d talked a good game, but he was faced with nearly thirty or so Yuki Onna, with more seemingly appearing by the second. Their screeching could send a chill down even the most hardened of individuals’ spines. But he did not fear death. He practically died on a daily basis. But could he hold them all off on his own? What if some slipped past him and attacked the escaping citizens?

Ah, to hell with it. He’ll just try his best to look cool and do what he could. The female spirits let out a blood curdling screech once more and began to rush forward, Kumagawa the only thing standing between them and a banquet of helpless mortals. He was way in over his head, but there was no way he’d back down now.

[fempadre]

Libra wanted to help fight. He really did. But with just a wooden axe… he wasn’t of much help. Instead he turned to some of those who were injured or becoming sickly.

   ”Alright, I need you all to gather as close together as possible. I can only heal so many times a day due to these damned scientists. Once you’re healed, get back as far as you can. The others will take care of the demons.” Libra held his hands out to the group in front of him, casting Fortify. It was… a lot more difficult without a staff. However, he’d seen others heal without use of a staff… he just needed the others to hold them back, as he’d promised these people.

He hoped that they would.

[skatingblaze]

   Knowing full well of the dangers of sector three on a regular basis, the vanguard had skated through with intentions to help the poor people that were unfortunate enough to get stuck in that sort of place. With his metal bat retrieved from the scientists and kept close, he was ready to encounter danger, be it an ice beast or another citizen; anything physical and real. He, however, was not prepared to run into any sort of ghost story.

Yata Misaki, the brash, reckless, tough guy with a terrible attitude, was afraid of ghosts. The Yuki Onna were literal ghosts that had stepped out of their campfire stories and chased him down first. He thought he’d be able to hide from them by joining a group of people inside a makeshift building, however, it wasn’t long before spirits began to corner them. Amber hues watched some little kid step up to oppose them, then some man, spouting about healing … A curse flew from mouth at the realization that they were going to try to fight them.

Only a dumbass would pick this sort of fight, his thoughts spoke, which was exactly why he stepped out of the crowds. Granted, his thin frame shook with terror rather than the cold, but he had no choice. He couldn’t stand by and let these guys get their asses kicked. If anything, by the looks of the lack of weaponry, they’d really need all the help he could offer. 

   Skating over to halt between the plain looking boy and taller man, he left one foot on his board, ready to bolt if necessary, while the other rested on the ground. The attempts to hide the dreading horror from his expression failed, but his bat was raised, challenge burning in his eyes as he silently dared the Yuki Onna to lay a hand on him. HOMRA had never been a group of flowery words, so he had nothing comforting to say, nothing to reassure their newly formed ragtag team of fighters, besides, “Fuck these guys.” 

[shadeofhugh-blog]

Hugh wasn't very strong to handle such a situation, there had been monsters of all kinds, even Pokémon, he had already taken down one or two but these monsters were gonna be a problem if he kept this up. The trainer had cleared up a sector, of Pokémon, even getting his own hands into the fight, he wasn't a wimp, he did has at least some sort of build on him. Hugh limbered himself up and Oshawott seemed to have copied him, running to the next alley. Only this alley wasn't filled with Pokémon, it was filled with Ghosts, and not the kind he was use to.

He had had a grim face, he had never really battled such a creature before, standing among the crowd he had opted to review his actions, healing his pokémon while thinking about what to do next. Monsters beyond his dimension was clearly beyond the boy.

At a moments notice a couple guys stood forward facing the creatures, there was no way they were gonna take all of them out, maybe they needed just a little more help. The trainer stepped forward, among the other 3, ready for a fight. "Figured you guys might need a little more help." the Unovian sent out his Oshawott, getting in a stance of his own next to his trainer.

[inboxideas]

My muse has lost all ability to feel or express emotion. Depending on their relationship, how does yours react?

submitted by anonymous.

[swagblu-deactivated20201010]

[snowfunallowed]

Mourn Me

Jack stood above the grave site, a once fun and bright look upon his face now turned to somber reverence. In his arms, he held the poor otter pokemon. His hood drawn, as he stood still, tiny pokemon weeping silently. He sat down, and talked to his friend. Just as always.

"Hey Hugh… It’s been a few days… the city stopped freezin’… I guess the scientists got tired of all the death… finally… wish they stopped a couple of days ago… Then you’d… well…"

Jack lowered his face, he fought back tears but the simply fell like waterfall. He tightened his hug on Oshawott, his breathing now choked and stifled. 

"H-Hey…! You’re free now though… you won’t have any more rage… no more anger…. you don’t have to worry about it anymore… right? We’ll… we’ll see each other soon… Not yet though…. not yet…."

Slowly he stood up, turning he never looked back. A single frosted snow flake lay upon the gravestone.

H e r e l i e s 

A True Guardian. 

A True Friend.