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Post by Julius Kingston on May 20, 2015 3:08:58 GMT
His troublesome rotom back in its pokeball, and somehow the grisly girl he met before tagging along, the odd duo had found themselves in the center of Odale town- in the pokemon center, anyway. After getting punched across the face, Julius had instinctively retaliated despite his first priority being the girl's life. After that, though Julius was back to normal- he wasn't exactly in the mood to be giving the girl a conversation, even though the situation was so humorous he felt like laughing about it all too many times.
They were both sitting together on a pokecenter bench, and his arm was swung on the back of the bench (not nearly anywhere close to touching the girl, no, just relaxing mostly) which caused stares from just about everywhere because both of the 'cute couple's' faces where covered in bruises. Another story he wasn't too keen on explaining. So even as the two waited for treatment (pokemon were placed above humans, as per the strange girl's silent choices), Julius was grinning like mad.
Wasn't his fault h=if his brain was doomed to make him laugh in a serious situation. The girl had already gotten her revenge on him with that ridiculously gender-barrier-defying mach punch so he had no idea what she was pretending to be mad for. It was a little cute, if anything.
"You're so cute when you're angry," he said, smiling at her with all the dazzle a bruised and slightly purple face could pull off. But oh well. She looked just about as bad as him.
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
"How about ya shut the fuck up before I knock that shit-eating grin from yer face."
After breaking her lengthy period of silence, she huffed out in irritation. Her injured arms limp at her sides as she glared at the opposing wall with brutal intensity. Andrea's own features were bruised, her hair messy, and the flesh of her face discolored and slightly swollen. A nurse eventually appeared, tutting her disapproval as she eyed the pair before producing a few items. Both were handed ice packs and a small packet of painkillers. Andrea received a therapeutic cream, given the instructions to apply it over her injured flesh for several weeks or until the damage had faded.
Her Pokemon were not with her at the moment, for they were being attended to by the available staff. She would receive them fairly soon, the workers guaranteeing a swift recover for the lot. She'd have to stay over night, unfortunately. Andrea had managed a half-hearted thank you when given the news, her mood too foul to force a grin onto her face.
"This shit sucks. Just my fucking luck."
The girl grunted discontentedly. At least she had been granted a comfy bed and shelter for tonight. The male received the same offering.
"And I need a freakin' shower."
She dedicated several minutes to pressing the chilly bag to her face before casting the mysterious boy a withering glare.
Post by Julius Kingston on May 20, 2015 3:49:24 GMT
Her angered response set off a hooting laughter from Julius, which would have proceeded for a very long time if he wasn't actively trying force himself to stop. He didn't quite understand the big deal of it, but he supposed that he should be acting sorry for her pokemon's injuries. He wasn't, though. Either way he compressed his laughter into a chuckle and then quietly forced that into a small smile as well, choosing not to respond to the girl's words.
She then complained about her luck, which forced him to raise an eyebrow. "Hardly has anything to do with luck- it's not a lottery chance of getting zapped if you touch electrified water, you know."
Even now he's sass talking her- but old habits die hard, and his chances of flirting with her were reduced to zero approximately three seconds after their meeting, so to be honest it wasn't surprising that he'd resort to option number two. Saying that, he graciously accepted the ice from the nurse and gave her a charming smile as she left.
He put the ice on his face, and Andrea spoke up again and asked him a question. He turned to look at her, and then stared for a bit longer when he realized that both of them perfectly mirrored the other. Her had managed to apply his ice with the same hand in the same place- even their hair looked slightly similar. The eerie resemblance made him laugh again, but this time for less than before.
"Oh? I'm the mysterious one? You didn't introduce yourself even when I asked," he pouted, pretending to be offended. But then a smile took over and he couldn't really seem that threatening. "Julius. Kingston," he said, not bothering to take his eyes off her. Hey, if he was going to be staying the night he might as well have someone to talk to. God knows his rotom made for an awful talking companion.
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
Andrea hesitated, a flicker of surprise running across her sharp features as she physically responded to his statement. She crossed her arms and proceeded to huff loudly, making yet another show of her irritable state. The girl was, in all honesty, pissed off. Not by the male's earlier errs, no. It was because of that shitty grin and that clever gleam in his eye. Both mind and body were fumbling to respond to his simple display of friendliness. So she reacted to the subtle coaxing with a familiar form of aggression, lips curling and eyes narrowing as she spat out a response.
"Yeah, whatever. What the fuck ever, Jewels."
The woman branded him with the name at the drop of a hat by simply fiddling around with his original title. She took a quick liking to it, and finally allowed a small smile to slip onto her face. It quickly vanished as a woman approached, carrying a clear glass container possessing an egg.
"We've replaced the original case, ma'am. It should be able to slip into your backpack much easier, now."
"Sweet," Andrea replied, accepting the item.
Once she had her possession within her arms, she eyed the egg contained within the protective layer of glass. Her expression softened, the warmth behind it obvious despite the heavy bruising of her face. A grimace eventually wiped away that look, a flash of pain causing her limbs to quiver. With a quiet sigh she relinquished her hold on the egg, setting it aside to tear open the small pack of painkillers. They were unsurprisingly bitter as she swallowed them one by one, taking them in without the assistance of a water source.
"Mmm," she hummed.
Silence followed, with Andrea growing lax as she allowed the chemicals to do their work. The dull throbbing eventually fled, replaced by medicine-induced drowsiness. Her head was a tad fuzzy, but she managed to break the silence by speaking.
"Andrea. Andrea Warren. Forget it and you'll seriously piss me off. Got me, Jewels?"
Her cerulean eyes settled upon him, gleaming with a poorly concealed curiosity.
"Surprised yer not gone yet. Plannin' on sittin' there all night?"
Post by Julius Kingston on May 21, 2015 15:01:52 GMT
Julius lets in a steady smile as he revels in the fact that he caught the girl off guard, and it only grows when she stutters out a jumbled response. However the same smile disappears when the girl actually goes and gives him a nickname as stupid sounding as what she just said. "Did you just--" he starts, but then he stops himself, annoyed. He let out an eyeroll at her immaturity, and then decides to quickly say a few choice words right back at her. Once the nurse is gone, obviously.
Julius is forced into a fake smile and nodding as the nurse talks about the eggs with Andrea, pretending kindly like he cares. Once the girl is gone his attention snaps back to the girl, who introduces herself as Andrea only after the painkillers kick in. Geez this one was stubborn.
"Well honestly the only nickname I can think for your you is Andy, but honestly that sounds so horrendous and I actually have some inkling of respect for people I meet." Her voice is clipped and sarcastic- the usual for him by now. Usually he's nicer to pretty ladies, but he can hardly help himself given the circumstances of their meeting. And speaking of which..
"Also, did I ever mention that it is a please to make your acquaintance?" He adds dryly. But then Julius just shrugs dejectedly at her question. "Why not, honestly. Not like I have any huge plans. Just you know, world domination and the like," he adds in, only half-joking.
Not like she'd take him seriously. He doubted even he took himself seriously.
NOTES: haha ofc im not being serious SWEATS TAGGED: andrea warren
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
"What would ya do?"
Those were the first words that left her mouth after he had uttered his sarcasm-laced response. She had derived a small amount of pleasure from puncturing his cheery exterior. But such satisfaction was short-lived as the tired female peered at him with her set of hazy blues. Andrea's weary state of mind had caught up, leaving her somewhat apathetic and sleepy. Even his blatant insult of her usual nickname was left in the dust.
"World domination," she repeated, her tone heavy.
Andrea's brows furrowed, her mind, for some inane reason, finding that particular subject facinating. The girl appeared to be lost in thought, having allowed for her mind to play several short fantasies within the confines of her mind. A snort escaped her as she realized how ridiculous it all was.
"What would ya do if ya ruled the world?"
Her gaze regained focus and shifted toward the male who had accompanied her here. She peered at his face, absently noting that he was an attractive young male. His features were wholly masculine, with a short and ruffled mane that matched her own and eyes that glittered with life. Perhaps it was her own drowsiness that toyed around with her vulnerable mind - but, it was entirely true. Something captivated her. Had Andrea lost interest, she would have gathered her possessions and simply left with a single word or two. But she merely sat, tired, filthy and struck by her own curiosity.
"If ya could - " she paused, struggling with her words. "If ya could take over. And do whatever the fuck ya wanted, what would ya do?"
Post by Julius Kingston on May 22, 2015 6:47:41 GMT
Julius really doesn't know what to make of this girl. Behind all his sarcasm he's actually quite happy to actually have met someone so unafraid of going all out, someone passionate and alive unlike what you could easily think of the colorless people that passed you by around the streets. Which is why his eyes were bright and alert instead of the normal dull and angry they would have been if he truly had met someone he hated. Which he hadn't.
Despite the fact that he acknowledged the girl to be above normal people's blandness, the sheer audacity of the question she asked was something that surprised him. "What..would...I do?" he asked, half actually stunned and half just worried that if he spoke too fast he'd end up picking up her accent. It was horrific, but somehow it added to her charm...if this girl even had any.
"I'd rather not take advantage of and talk to a girl high on painkillers," he started saying, but then something about the glaring, odd look in her eye made him reconsider. Despite being high, she looked awfully serious. And seriousness deserved seriousness right back.
"I'd do a damn better job of ruling it than whoever the fuck's in charge right now." His answer was raw and truthful. Maybe it was weird- most people would have responded with bathing in milk everyday or something equally self-centered, but that was how he felt and he wasn't going to regret the decision of saying the truth. His sister probably never did, right until the end.
As if to prove his point, the sun outside began falling further down, sinking into the horizon as a pack of Mightyena somewhere began howling. The atmosphere changed, and Julius knew there was no going back on his answer now, so he chose to act like how he would act. He turned his gaze and locked it with Andrea's, allowing his own curiosity to take the better of him. What would she say?
Post by andrea warren on May 22, 2015 16:22:53 GMT
Another promise , another seed
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And
all the green belts
wrapped around our minds
endless red tape to keep
the truth confined
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
"I'd do the same," she replied, simply.
Her eyes fell shut, and she nearly dozed off, allowing for silence to prevail once again. The room had been mostly emptied, leaving the pair in a dimly lit area occupied by so few. A nurse was settled by a desk someplace close, but the woman payed them no mind as she handled a hefty amount of documentation. It was comfortably cozy here, the hum of the air conditioning lulling her into a state of near unconsciousness.
"'mm tired," she drawled. "Imma go to bed. Yeah."
As soon as she had that goal in mind, she sluggishly moved to retrieve her items. Andrea didn't want to take leave so soon, but the desire to curl up into a soft bed was nearly irresistible.
"I'll see ya in the mornin', Jewels," she said, pausing briefly to address the male. "Ten. I'll see ya at - ah - ten. Yup."
Once her backpack was slung over her shoulders, and her egg was safely secured in her arms, the girl turned away with a small wave.
- - 0945 - -
"This all of 'em?"
"Yes, ma'am. Your Pokemon have been restored to full health. Enjoy your day."
"Sweet," Andrea chirped.
"Going swimming, ma'am?"
"Yeah, it's good weather. So why not?"
"Very true, ma'am. And, once again, you make sure to have a good day!"
Andrea grinned, eager to take advantage of the clear day. She had dressed down for the occasion, now covered in naught more than bikini bottoms, top, and denim shorts that were cut rather high. They were comfortable, and exposed her flesh to the welcoming breeze. The pool was a short walk away, the town offering a single area for water-types and their trainers to collaborate. It was a genuine Arceus-sent form of entertainment. Flexing her arms, she hummed at the twinge of pain and went back to waiting impatiently in the lobby area of the PokeCenter. The toe of her flipflops tapped against the cool surface of the tiled floors as their owner glanced at the clock.
"Almost ten," she grunted. "Better show up fer I find his ass myself."
Post by Julius Kingston on May 23, 2015 2:32:23 GMT
His eye brows rose when she responded, but his brows furrowed the second her eyes fell shut. The answer deserved its own silence, so Julius left the girl alone and instead gave himself time to toy around with his own thoughts, closing his eyes contemplatively as his chin sunk deeper into his palm.
The girl sleepy walked off, and she promised a time when they would meet again- Julius nodded and grunted softly in acceptance. Ten sounded good. He hardly slept most of the time and woke up early to boot, so he could do whatever he wanted before that time eventually came.
xxx
The next morning Julius found himself so caught up in a conversation with a former friend that he quite and well literally forogt all about their little date. When he did realize that he was late, though, he jumped in front of the mirror, spent another five minutes working meticulously on his hair, and then pulled on a shirt (it was too hot otherwise he would have gone for a suit as well) and pants.
Of course when he did catch the raven and red hair, he could practically feel the anger radiating. He was ten minutes too late, and while that did call for an apology, he didn't quite feel like giving one. Instead he said, "It's called being fashionably late, Andrea."
But that was when he caught sight of what he was wearing. There was no masking the mortified expression when he realized they were too close to a pool. Was she going to throw him in? He didn't put that below her. But god she was pretty...somehow.
Maybe the whole painkillers at midnight thing was making him lose taste in women.
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
Andrea greeted him with a furious glare, her anger having been granted the ample opportunity of increasing tenfold with each minute that she had been kept waiting. Failing to take notice of his hesitance, the woman merely approached and scowled deeply as she spoke a few words.
"C'mon. We're goin' swimming. It's freakin' hot, and I wanna take a dip."
And so she dragged him along, unwilling to relinquish the male from her grasp. He was stuck with her now due to her own unique form of curiosity. Their conversation from the previous night bounced around within the confines of her skull, which only riled her own need to partake in his company.
"That's it over there."
They eventually discovered what they were looking for in the form of a sturdy building composed of brick. A sign placed outside with the words 'POOL' stamped upon its wooden surface confirmed it. There were a couple of people occupying the insides, with the large exterior offering plenty of room to move around. A multitude of water-type Pokemon enjoyed the chilled waters, with some swimming or merely lounging on the wet cement. A boy and his Mudkip nearly collided into the pair before apologizing and moving on in a hurry.
"Hold this."
Andrea thrust her backpack into Julius's arms
"And don't drop it. My egg's in there, asshole."
At that moment, she undid her shorts and wiggled out of 'em, revealing her bikini bottoms that were worn underneath. The coordinator retrieved two capsules from her discarded shorts and released both Goldeen and Froakie from their capsules. The fish immediately dove beneath the pool's surface and her starter croaked excitedly as it hurried to his mistress's side.
"Can ya make sure it's tied right real quick, Jewels?"
She gestured to her back, turning around to reveal that her bikini had been tied rather sloppily.
"Help me out, man," she urged, impatient - as usual.
Post by Julius Kingston on May 23, 2015 4:35:39 GMT
The second Andrea's hand reached out and touched Julius, the raven haired male's faucet of a mouth turned out, spewing out words and excuses even though he already knew it was all in vain. Andrea seemed like the type to get what she wanted, and Julius didn't exactly know how to get away while she was dragging him around.
"No way in hell!" was the first shout to escape his lips, as his found his feet practically sliding from the girl's pulling. "No, how can you just say we're going swimming. You can swim as much as you want, sweetheart, don't think you can drag me along so easily."
But he was being dragged along, so Julius's point was moot. She then verbally pointed out the pool he could already see the sign for, so he just rolled his eyes and glared at her. "Nice spotting, Sherlock." She didn't seem to give much of a damn about his preferences, though, and she just tossed a bag at him and then demanded he hold it carefully. Just to annoy her he pretended it slipped and caught it again just before it hit the floor.
The girl threw of her shorts that were already short enough, quickly replaced by a bikini bottom that caught Julius's eyes. What kind of hell was he going through. It was like he had become the one gay best friend to a psycho swimmer chick. Not that he minded, but...
He walked forward, teasing her with his slowness versus her impatience. "Alright, alright. Just don't call me Jewels, I swear." His fingers found the knot and he re did it perfectly (to which he credited several similar experiences). After that was done, he gestured to the pool.
"Go forth, and be one with the water, young fish" he said, the sarcasm deeply entwined in his words. "Just don't expect me to join you."
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
"Stop being fucking smart. Ya think that shit is cute, but it really isn't," she jeered.
Andrea tugged at her bikini experimentally. Once she was reassured that it had been properly tightened, she threw him a pointed look over her shoulder.
"Yer not here to swim. Yer here to watch my shit. I'll be back in a minute. Java, make sure he doesn't get lost."
She thrust a finger toward Julius, and the Pokemon nodded in understanding.
"Froakie!" He croaked, nodding his head.
The woman enjoyed the pool for a half an hour following that moment. She didn't leave them waiting for long, sighing in relief as the collection of liquid soothed her throbbing injuries. Goldeen clung to his mistress's side, playful and enjoying her company. He even tugged her around the pool once or twice, the woman quietly gauging the water-type's strength all the while. Once she was satisfied, Andrea pulled herself out of the water. Froakie was settled next to Julius, ensuring the male didn't escape while his mistress enjoyed her time spent in the pool.
"Alrightie. C'mon," she grunted.
After retrieving her Goldeen, toweling herself off, tugging her denim shorts on and stuffing all her extra shit in her backpack - she, once again, dragged Julius along.
"I hope ya got yer Pokemon healed yesterday. We're 'bout to have a bit of fun. Ya get me, pretty boy?"
She gestured to a stretch of grass that offered them plenty of room for a battle.
"Hope ya can take a bit of a beating, Jewels. How 'bout this. If ya win, I'll stop callin' ya 'Jewels'. Deal?"
Post by Julius Kingston on May 23, 2015 8:16:18 GMT
He scoffed, annoyed at her remark. "Hardly. I only do it because I think it's cute when other people get mad over small little things." Aft the word cute he reached out and attempted to pinch one of her cheeks and wiggle it around, a condescending prick face being the main constituent of his expression.
Her shouting that he was going to be watching her stuff really left no room for argument, so Julius just threw his hands into the air, as if daring to proclaim himself innocent when he had punched the girl across the face only yesterday. He's impressed at the Froakie who is apparently there to watch him. He gives the little pokemon a mock salute before watching Andrea dive off.
"Smart girl," he said, the second she was out of hearing range. He knew she wasn't normal from their conversation, and he supposed she thought the same of him. It was probably a way to make sure he didn't get away before she eventual confronted him about what he said, all the while keeping up her tough girl mojo. He could be over analyzing, but the play was fine by him.
He sat down next to the froakie, not daring to pet it in the fear it was just like its owner. Instead he busied himself with other things while Andrea dived and raced across the pool. Namely, finding out the name and number of the pretty little blonde thing that had just walked in. Julius expertly struck up a conversation, and all was going happy in the world of Julius x random stranger, when the Lochness known as Andrea came out of her predetermined habitat.
Julius grimaced as Andrea came to get him, and he quickly waved at the other girl to call him. She made a mortified expression at his blatant juggling of two women, and when he tried to shout "She's just my sister!" at the blonde, Andrea had already dragged him too far away.
No, he most certainly did not "get" what Andrea meant by fun- she pretty much touched electrified water and once labeled crazy in Julius's book, it was hard to get out. "Sigh, you know, you could try and not disrupt my game."
But then they reached the stretch of grass and Andrea made her offer. Julius smiled. "Of course. I daresay I'd deserved to be called Jewels if I lost to you."
He walked away from Andrea (glad to be far away even though it was hardly for a little bit) and positioned himself on the other end of the field.
Post by andrea warren on May 23, 2015 17:21:18 GMT
Another promise , another seed
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And
all the green belts
wrapped around our minds
endless red tape to keep
the truth confined
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us
We will be victorious
"Ha, sure. Yeah. Yer game. Yer swagger was so on point that it left me absolutely fuckin' shocked, ya know?"
Relaxed and energized by the bit of exercise and the thorough cool down - Andrea felt awake enough to finally confront the male in battle. He had agreed to her challenge, and even positioned himself a good distance away. The black-haired woman looked to her Froakie whom had diligently followed the pair here. It was at that moment that she hesitated briefly, realizing that Froakie was unlikely to succeed. Despite this, her confidence stood firm, unwilling to allow her to back down despite the odds.
"Ya ready, pal?"
Andrea cast her companion a wolfish grin. And, without a flicker of doubt in his eye, Froakie responded with a similar expression.
"One on one it is, Jewels," she said. "Good luck to ya."
A shot of adrenaline coursed throughout her form as her gaze clashed with his own.
"Pretty boys, first," the girl crooned.
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Post by Julius Kingston on May 24, 2015 2:19:16 GMT
The distance between them was ample enough and had a lot of plain, grassy terrain that would make for something of a short, all-out battle. There weren't many places to hide between and of course this meant it would be slightly easier to win. Rotom probably would have no need to hide from water moves, and the froakie would have to rely in its own agility to get past the ghost’s movements. Logically, he would win. But on the other hand, every thing the girl did so far seemed to defy logic. The wolffish grin she shared with her Pokemon only made Julius feel a shiver down his spine.
The adrenaline coursed through his body, and he revealed a pokeball, pressing the button quickly to release what Andrea had already seen on the day of their meeting: a stoic figure of ghost and electricity. Zero the rotom buzzed patiently at Julius’s side. The offer for him to go first was met with a cocky smile and a wave of his hand. "Let’s go, then, better not keep a lady waiting. Zero- cripple the enemy."
Upon hearing the command, the rotom’s field of electricity increased exponentially and then exploded into a large blue wave that had the intention of paralyzingly everything on the field. Then, glowing white orbs appeared and slowly made their way towards the froakie. They were ominous little time bombs waiting to explode into bright light in order to confuse and disorient the opposing Pokemon.
Julius waited to see what Andrea would do. Somehow he felt like he shouldn't underestimate her.
NOTES: ROTOM LEVEL 6 USES CONFUSE RAY & THUNDER WAVE TAGGED: andrea warren