The White Kingdom, and Their King

For three thousand years, the followers of The White King Arceus fled and covered up their religious beliefs after the defeat of the Creator at the hands of the Kalosian superweapon, and the death of The White Queen. Now, several milennia later, The White...

[the-white-kingdom]

(Maybe I oughta reboot this blog. Don’t know if anybody’s still around in the old Pokémon RP community to play with, but let me know if you’re still about.)

[danverszorel]

For every "★" I get, I will post a fact about my characters.

[lord-of-the-ashen-lands-blog]

(Hello everyone, look at what has happened while I have been absent. So I will do a give away and I know that character give aways are very popular right now but let me tell you something. I hate them. I hate them so much because they just come up with a character and have people fight over them like dogs. Or they have questionable pokemon so I am revamping it so here are the rules.

1: There will be 3 winners selected randomly on the 2nd of November from those who like/ reblog this post.

2: Only those who follow me are eligible seeing as I am doing this for them.

3: The winners will give me a pokemon species and a characteristic or trait that they want (Examples: Evil Caterpie, Vampire Stunfisk, Nerdy Burmy, ect.) I will then create the character from what you have told me and draw them.

4: You can be a bit more detailed in what you would like but know that it would need to be a new character not an existing one that you already own.

5: Reblogs only count once, you cannot reblog this post 4 times for 4 chances, you get one like and one reblog and that is all.

All in all I cannot wait to see what idea’s you people come up with to help tax my brain seeing as LD isn’t using it for anything at the moment. See you all in November!)

[the-white-kingdom]

In preparation of the masquerade ball...

“Artemis.” The Nidoking grunted at his small companion, whom, over his regal attire, had donned red-trimmed black-chainmail, with the symbol of Arceus he had carried on him at all times deftly replaced with a symbol of Giratina (for added effect). “Art thou sure it’s still wise to attend this... Event?”

“Certainly so, Galahad!” He smiled happily. Galahad had donned a white, skull-shaped mask that covered most of his face, with his body being hidden by a thick, black cloak (a feat in and of itself rather impressive). “I’m certain people will be fond of our guises to boot!”

“If thou art certain...” He grunted, trying to keep his posture proper. It was going to be hard to hide any identity from anybody, being so tall and so strong. It would be easier for Artemis to go it alone, he felt, though the priest needed to keep occupied so the thoughts of Cecil weren’t as prevalent. “Come. We must depart.”

[the-white-kingdom]

Overheard in Album Oppidum’s Chambers.

“Didst thou hear? There is to be a ball.” Arceus chuckled. “Ah, t’were I still interested in love or had a partner, I would’st go.”

“No offence, my Lord,” began the deeper, gruffer voice of Galahad. “but such things simply do not register with myself.” He quietly looked out from the balcony of the White Chapel, sniffing. “None would’st be interested in I, nor would’st there be any company.”

“You should go, Galahad!” Piped up the unwavering tone of Artemis. “I would’st go myself, merely to interact with the others! Imagine the sights! The sounds! Ah, it seems to be a perfect night to find a partner!” He clasped his hands together and hummed merrily. 

“No offence, Father Ceisiwr, but love is foolish in war.” Galahad sighed, looking towards Arceus, whom had since chuckled quietly. 

“Thou shalt go to this event. Thou art to enjoy thyself.” Both the Smeargle and the Nidoking seemed shocked over the command. “And I expect the two of thee to return pleased and relaxed. War will not rage if thou art away.”

With that, Artemis and Galahad departed. 

“Something tells me that this is going to be one long night...”

[the-white-kingdom]

okay so I kinda lied. It is very hard to get back into it.

[lord-of-the-ashen-lands-blog]

(I was requested to do more eyes and because more lord is bothering others I was allowed to work on em

darksteel-wisdom

the-white-kingdom )

[the-white-kingdom]

(HOLY FUCK THIS IS GORGEOUS UGH 9999/10)`

[the-white-kingdom]

“To this so-called 'Man in White'... I warn you only this: 

You will see no mercy from me."

[the-white-kingdom]

And on that note, it’s my birthday. uvu;

[inboxstuff]

Your muse has found my muse’s diary!

[the-white-kingdom]

askthedeceasedblaziken:

Send me a symbol to read:

☆ - A raunchy diary entry (probably more vague and silly tbh nothing nsfw)

♫ - An entry about old memory from my muse’s past.

☂ - An entry about a time your muse was annoyed.

↖ - The diary entry from the day our muse’s met.

♥ - A diary entry about a crush my muse has.

♘ - Something my muse was embarrassed about.

(( Specify which character you’d like to use for the answer. ))

[the-white-kingdom]

Yhamural to Arceus: "Does a balance between man and pokemon allow too much 'divine' intervention? It seems that way from my point of view, but I never heard your voice to call forth the legends I have fought at Kalos."

“Too much interaction between Legendary Pokemon and Humanity can only spell disaster. Either we are used, betrayed, killed or in general abused. My sons and daughters... I can only hope they are all safe.”

[the-white-kingdom]

Joel to Arceus: "Who is that terrible to not remember who they are? I've heard of terrible people, but I'm not sure if they deserve that."

“Abusers. Rapists. Serial killers. Anybody whom hath committed a crime should be justly punished. But they should have their stories told, and then they can be judged dependent on their actions.”

[the-white-kingdom]

Briza to Arceus: "Would you mind if the power of Rewriting was used on homeless people and orphans? I mean, some pokemon are already getting some kids out to have a more healthy environment where they can grow and feel good about growing."

“So long as they remember their past lives. That way, they can be happier about their change. I do not feel comfortable if anybody was forced to forget their life for the sake of becoming peaceful. Peace is attained through justice and order. Not megalomania.”

[omegaman255]

Morning after (Closed with the-white-kingdom)

[the-white-kingdom]

omegaman255:

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Pain exploded on Galahads back as Taal…disintegrated! “Fun with body doubles right?” The real Taal had just slammed his open palm into Galahads back and instantly broke though the armor! “I fight demons for a living, if you think that I’m going down so easily well…” He vanished, becoming invisible to sight and his scent was muffled as well. “You’re in for a nasty surprise.” His voice echoed though the area, almost as if he had left the grounds and was playing mind games.

The armour cracked and split, the heavy steel slamming to the ground, creating small vibrations that disturbed the air. Galahad rolled his shoulders with a smirk. “Do you think you can hide?” He grinned, lifting his halberd aloft. The steel glinted brightly as it reflected the sun, directing it everywhere. All Galahad had to do was swing his elbow back, catching Taal mid-run, bringing the heavy blow straight to his chest. “Even Arceus himself cannot hide from me. Nothing can.” He spun again, moving faster than before, taking Taal along with him as he piledrived him into the ground with his elbow. “I’ll say it again. I will never be beaten.” He let up his elbow, readying himself for the next sneak attack.

Taal started to laugh, his voice booming all around him. “You know its funny. With all this light you’d think that it would be difficult to hide. Do you know the most common direction which people never look?” The ground below Galahad shifted, no wait, his stance was moving on it’s own! “DOWN!” Taal burst from Galahads’ shadow and slammed his fist into his jaw before pushing off his chest with both feet, sending him flying into the wall!

Galahad took the hit in his stride, digging his foot into the ground. He didn’t move for a few moments, chuckling softly. “Bad move...” He tapped to the spines under his chin. One had broken off... And lodged itself in Taal’s hand. “In your bloodstream, as we speak, you’ve just hand-delivered yourself a poison so potent that the nurses have asked me personally to see a surgeon to remove them.” He rubbed the growths, soon chuckling. There was a rumbling as the ground they stood on became sharp and jagged. Was it going to be an earthquake? No... Sharp stones leapt from the ground left and right and all around the battlefield, making it impossible for Taal to sneak up from under the ground without Galahad knowing. “Boy, let me tell you something.” He said, soon raising his halberd again, the blade heating up now. “I cannot be beaten because once I’ve seen a move, I can counter it with perfect accuracy.”

He soon brought the halberd in a circle, swinging it around and around, cutting all the stones, which subsequently became magmatic due to how hot the steel was. Again, Galahad would take no pain from the newly formed magma, seeing as his typing would mostly negate it, his broken armour melting away. “You’re good. Concede. And I’ll get the poison out before it completely ruins your bodily functions.”

[omegaman255]

Morning after (Closed with the-white-kingdom)

[the-white-kingdom]

omegaman255:

the-white-kingdom:

omegaman255:

He could practically swim in the power radiating between the two of them as he grinned. “I’d be disappointed if you did.” One final assessment of his target: A lone piece of armor on his body and only that part of his body indicated one thing, a weakpoint. Getting to that weakpoint however was another matter entirely. The options at his disposal weren’t limited by any means but he had to be careful, one false move could spell disaster. He was still giving him a free hit to begin with…

The foundation of the tower must be made brittle. In a blink Taal was gone, vanished from sight as he reappeared behind Galahad, an oddly pink sphere of energy in the palm of his hand as he thrust forth at the back of his knees; the sphere suddenly transforming into a spike which aimed at the joint that connected the two parts of the massive dragons leg!

Galahad smirked when his opponent vanished, soon grinning when Taal had gone for a weak spot. With a flick, his tail slammed upwards into Taal’s chest, the sturdy, armoured flesh smacking him upwards into the air. He then span around, sending the back of his halberd up, catching Taal, and slamming him into the dirt. There was a slightly smug sense of satisfaction radiating from the Nidoking, but boasting would get him nowhere. “I thought I told you to hit me.” He grinned, moving his halberd up and away. “I’m not head of the Knights of Arceus for nothing.” His back leg was only just scraped by the spike. He was a lot faster and a lot sturdier than he let on.

Pain exploded on Galahads back as Taal…disintegrated! “Fun with body doubles right?” The real Taal had just slammed his open palm into Galahads back and instantly broke though the armor! “I fight demons for a living, if you think that I’m going down so easily well…” He vanished, becoming invisible to sight and his scent was muffled as well. “You’re in for a nasty surprise.” His voice echoed though the area, almost as if he had left the grounds and was playing mind games.

The armour cracked and split, the heavy steel slamming to the ground, creating small vibrations that disturbed the air. Galahad rolled his shoulders with a smirk. “Do you think you can hide?” He grinned, lifting his halberd aloft. The steel glinted brightly as it reflected the sun, directing it everywhere. All Galahad had to do was swing his elbow back, catching Taal mid-run, bringing the heavy blow straight to his chest. “Even Arceus himself cannot hide from me. Nothing can.” He spun again, moving faster than before, taking Taal along with him as he piledrived him into the ground with his elbow. “I’ll say it again. I will never be beaten.” He let up his elbow, readying himself for the next sneak attack.

[omegaman255]

Morning after (Closed with the-white-kingdom)

[the-white-kingdom]

omegaman255:

the-white-kingdom:

omegaman255:

“Then I’ll say it again.” Taal slowly started to circle Galahad, a leer in his eye. “I’m no prince, I’m no king, not anymore and never again.” He respected his attitude on the fight at hand. “If you’re going to honor me by going at your full strength, then allow me to return the kindness. You may desire victory, but I have no intention of losing.” His pacing continued as he kept circling the Nidoking, keeping his distance as he observed his stance and armor; his eyes glowed lightly as he measured up his aura to see how much power he had.

Galahad brimmed with an energy that rivaled that of Taal’s. It was a fire not born of courage or bravery or chivalry. No, this fire was tragedy. It burned brighter than the sun, and it was a devoted spirit. The Nidoking was not going to back down. His armour was heavy, heavier than himself, meaning he could go even faster than where he currently was. It covered most of his stomach and neck, letting his natural armour plating take care of his legs, back, head and tail. His major weak spot was his shoulders and knees. Even if they were plated… They were softer than the rest. But surely the knight knew this.

“I will not go easy on thee, son of Arceus.” He stated bluntly, not even sizing up Taal. He remained perfectly still, calculating everything.

He could practically swim in the power radiating between the two of them as he grinned. “I’d be disappointed if you did.” One final assessment of his target: A lone piece of armor on his body and only that part of his body indicated one thing, a weakpoint. Getting to that weakpoint however was another matter entirely. The options at his disposal weren’t limited by any means but he had to be careful, one false move could spell disaster. He was still giving him a free hit to begin with…

The foundation of the tower must be made brittle. In a blink Taal was gone, vanished from sight as he reappeared behind Galahad, an oddly pink sphere of energy in the palm of his hand as he thrust forth at the back of his knees; the sphere suddenly transforming into a spike which aimed at the joint that connected the two parts of the massive dragons leg!

Galahad smirked when his opponent vanished, soon grinning when Taal had gone for a weak spot. With a flick, his tail slammed upwards into Taal’s chest, the sturdy, armoured flesh smacking him upwards into the air. He then span around, sending the back of his halberd up, catching Taal, and slamming him into the dirt. There was a slightly smug sense of satisfaction radiating from the Nidoking, but boasting would get him nowhere. “I thought I told you to hit me.” He grinned, moving his halberd up and away. “I’m not head of the Knights of Arceus for nothing.” His back leg was only just scraped by the spike. He was a lot faster and a lot sturdier than he let on.

[omegaman255]

Morning after (Closed with the-white-kingdom)

[the-white-kingdom]

omegaman255:

the-white-kingdom:

“One moment. I must make the proper adjustments.” He slid off the weights. Each of them thundered as they hit the ground, cracking and denting the ground they would fight on. Each of them must’ve been either half Galahad’s weight or quintuple how heavy Taal was - either way, the Nidoking was much, much faster now. Even his movements was quickened. “… Before you ask, Lord Arceus did not wish of me to honour you as Prince. I chose to do so myself.” He smirked, seeing his bait had lured Taal in. “You will strike first. You will hit. And then I will beat you.” He pointed directly at Taal.

“I will never lose to anybody. Not again.”

“Then I’ll say it again.” Taal slowly started to circle Galahad, a leer in his eye. “I’m no prince, I’m no king, not anymore and never again.” He respected his attitude on the fight at hand. “If you’re going to honor me by going at your full strength, then allow me to return the kindness. You may desire victory, but I have no intention of losing.” His pacing continued as he kept circling the Nidoking, keeping his distance as he observed his stance and armor; his eyes glowed lightly as he measured up his aura to see how much power he had.

Galahad brimmed with an energy that rivaled that of Taal’s. It was a fire not born of courage or bravery or chivalry. No, this fire was tragedy. It burned brighter than the sun, and it was a devoted spirit. The Nidoking was not going to back down. His armour was heavy, heavier than himself, meaning he could go even faster than where he currently was. It covered most of his stomach and neck, letting his natural armour plating take care of his legs, back, head and tail. His major weak spot was his shoulders and knees. Even if they were plated... They were softer than the rest. But surely the knight knew this.

“I will not go easy on thee, son of Arceus.” He stated bluntly, not even sizing up Taal. He remained perfectly still, calculating everything.