welcome to calamity! we are an au pokemon site based in hoenn. we do not have canons so you can pick them as your fcs! we have a short one hundred word word count. and you get to also pick your own starter! calamity is going to focus on providing users with a good and stable plot line to follow. this helps each character progress and some might even have a play in affecting the plot! we hope you enjoy your time here and if you have any questions don't be afraid to ask.
hey guys! we've finally hit our three month mark! let's stay strong. the activity check and gala have ended, if your character has been archived and you need them back please pm one of the admins! unfortunately, noods has steped down from his admin position. make sure you say your goodbyes here!
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JUNE 18TH, 2015
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hello calamity! we're nearing the two months mark in a few weeks. how time flies! right now we have two things going on that need your participation. the first is an activity check! it is impotant that you check in so you don't lose your face claim. the second is the otm nomiations! we're doing it a bit different than last time. so please submit your nominations in. a vote thread will be up in the next few days. there will also be a formal event coming very soon, so keep your eye out for that. keep being cool!
we're currently about to host calamity's first contest in slatepor. trainers are flocking to the city to see, the city's been trying to get good pr since the gala, and it seems to be working! they're asking for both coordinators and volunteer judges to sign up.
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I hear you buzzing, a fly on the wall In through the window and up through the hall Flyin' in circles, just trying to land I see you hurting. I do what I can
But I won't save you I won't save you
Maybe you're looking for someone to blame Fightin' for air while you circle the drain Never be sorry for your little time It's not when you get there, it's always the climb
But I won't save you I won't save you
He moves through the route swiftly having been dropped off by Briney only thirty minutes or so ago left to continue his journey, he's told the man to prepare a ride back for him in two days, something the older sailor had no problem acquiescing to. In the time since he's hit solid ground the badge holder has blasted through two trainers looking for fights and was currently on his way back to the city he despises the most. Beside him is a smaller red eyed pokemon characterized mainly by the large bulbous seed on his back. Indeed it was Bulbasaur that'd got the trainer through his battles the smaller grass type. Honestly the pokemon's just happy to get some fresh air as the two continue down the route overlooking the sea.
While he was here however there'd been certain rumors going around about a coordinator with tm's, tm's containing moves that he found extremely valuable. And so he finds himself keeping an eye out for someone who matches the rumor's description. "Red hair, very pretty, fashionable." He says to himself. Following rumors wasn't something he'd like to have his name attached to, but the chance of getting something good out of this one far outweighed the negatives. As the trainer checks his pokegear the the pokemon for some reason feels the need to dash off further down the path enticed by something or another much to his trainer's dismay. The trainer quickly follows suit wondering what exactly has the smaller pokemon so excited.
Walking on the other side of the forest was interesting. Lea had chosen the path with more dense vegetation so she could make a study of the flowers in the area. She was hardly the type to let oppurtunity pass, and this seemed like a perfect time to add things to her collection. Most of her art was taken with the inspiration of flowers- maybe, she reflected, the reason she joined magma all those years ago. But those days were past, despite the fact that she still needed to talk with Cassandra.
She clicked her tongue and plucked the flower from its stem, being unable to sketch it while having to crane her neck in that direction. Her pen danced on the page, and after she was done, she put the flower into her hair, something she didn't do often, but today she might as well. She didn't assume many people would be walking past this part of the route, anyway, and the loneliness, while boring, was most certainly appreciated.
She finished the addition to her apparel, and heard a rush of stomps on the ground. With a delicate raise of her crimson brows, she turned to find a Bulbasaur running about, and a small smile graced her lips.
"Why hello there? Lost?" she asked, slightly amused and the arrogance showing in her tone, but then she realized that there was another person nearby, and her eyes darted around, slightly sharp, but only to make sure nothing funny was going on-- it wasn't a joke to be alone in a forest as big as Petalburg. When she saw a male, though, the violence of her expression subsided, and she opened her mouth to speak.
"Say, that doesn't happen to be your bulbasaur, does it? An exotic creature like that..." her voice trailed off, judging blue eyes resting on the pokemon and ignoring the human in the process. Her pen twirled idly in her hand.
I hear you buzzing, a fly on the wall In through the window and up through the hall Flyin' in circles, just trying to land I see you hurting. I do what I can
But I won't save you I won't save you
Maybe you're looking for someone to blame Fightin' for air while you circle the drain Never be sorry for your little time It's not when you get there, it's always the climb
But I won't save you I won't save you
He spots his bulbasaur nuzzling up to the girls side casually a bit more worried than anything, still the trainer plays it calm hoping his young friend hadn't intruded upon any event the woman might have been busy with. Appearing from the brush the trainer waves his hands in a way to show he was non aggressive. Many a time had he meandered upon a trainer or two far more hostile than this one seemed to be. "Well I wouldn't say own, but I do take care to the little guy. Sorry about that he gets away from me sometimes, you know how it is."
She seems more uninterested than anything else honestly, and perhaps that's a good thing better uninterested than entirely angry that much was certain. "It's interesting though, It's rare for Bulbasaur to take a liking to anyone, and so quickly at that, seems like you have quite the gift for befriending pokemon." He watches the bulbasaur the small grass type having no intention to leave the admittedly very fashionable woman just yet. "You mind if I take a seat, if I try and take him away now I wont hear the end of it later." He's kind, but intrusive now leaning back against another tree.
It's apparent that this was the girl he'd read about holding all of the key qualities the pokegear mentioned prior. However even more there was something vaguely familiar about the girl what exactly it was or is he's yet to know, or perhaps more than a familiarity there's some kind of similarity the male senses concerning the girl, call it a hunch.
(YO I HAVE DEFINITELY NEGLECTED ALL OF MILES THREADS FOR LIKE A LONG TIME BUT IF YOU WOULD STILL LIKE TEACH ME THOSE TWO TM'S IT WOULD BE DOPE ALSO I'M A LITTLE HUNGOVER SO THIS POST IS PROBABLY ASS)
