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 the activity check and gala have ended, if your character has been archived and you need them back please pm one of the admins!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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She was rude, impolite and disrespectful. She didn't deserve to spend time with him, and she sure as hell didn't need to be around when he caught his first pokemon. They had both started their journey together, even earning an egg from the summer promo side by side. It almost felt meant-to-be until Amelia ruined it all, or maybe it was even the fact that they were both childish. Either way, Jack wasn't going to be the first to throw in the towel, or at least he assumed as much.
“So what's next Gar?” He shortened an already established nickname.
“Sable-Sable!” A purple gremlin positioned on the trainer's right shoulder guided him with an index finger.
Jack wasn't completely knew to the trainer game, but it was different. There wasn't really a guide to start to finish, but the fun in winging it brought the ride altogether. Route 101 was his first real route as the role, and he planned to take it down without a hitch. If this meant catching another pokemon, then so be it, but it must fit the position that was required by the trainer's goal. With only a few steps into the plains and grassy area, Jack's wish was quickly granted. Hopefully this heavy egg wouldn't get in the way.
Oh, the poor poor helpless Meowth, caught on the branch of the tree with nowhere to go and no help to see. Oh the poor Meowth with no milk drink, and its terrified face flushed rosy-pink. Well, kitty princess, let down your hair. It appears that below you, a trainer is there! Let out your cry, meow, let him see you. So maybe at last your prince is here to your rescue.
And there she was, Jack's very first contender. Or was it something different? She seemed trapped, with no escape. She didn't want to be up there, but there was no time to save her. He had other plans, and places to be. He needed to catch pokemon, not save them from their own self-inflicted trouble. Unfortunately, Jack's heart would win over the brain in the end. Garnet didn't have a concern in the world for the cat, but was willing to help based on his trainer's decision.
“D-do you need help?” A hesitation solely based on sounding calm.
Jack shifted closer to the tree trunk, placing his toes on the roots below. With one hand placed on the bark another lifted outwards at the meowth's position. There was no way he could use a weakling like this on his team, but he'd play the hero for once. It was to say that it wouldn't be without complaint in the end, but this was the now. The violet devil shifted upward along the upward arm, furthering a rope that could easily shift the pokemon downward.
A violet prince with gems to spare, saves you in time of great despair. Your hand reaches low then high, and claws onto his sparkling eye. Unknowingly its a scratch, but to you there's no catch when it comes to this prince's virtue. There for onto him you latch, and look, it's a perfect match! You hug him and hold him, claws doing deep- you'll pay him back- love shown is love reaped!
meowth accidentally scratches sableye! meowth falls in love with sableye!
It was a nice attempt, if it was one at all. Was the cat just that cunning, or was everyone unfortunate in the turn of events. Either way, a ghost-type like Garnet was unaffected by a normal-type move like Scratch. It cleared through his body like something physical in a supernatural-themed horror movie. Instead the Meowth would dig into the trainer's arm below before tossing onto the ground.
“Oww!” Jack reached for his arm in response.
“Sableee!” The devil leaped from his position to one more down to earth for the normal-type.
Garnet was a prankster at heart, but also very loyal for a starter pokemon. He was an orphan to the several other picks at the lab, and he was just happy to have someone take in his appearance. Jack was the only one to see him for what he was worth, and he planned to show that worth here and now. It was time to return the attack, and two strikes of a return scratch would do just the trick. With two purple claws cocked backwards, the demon leaped forward, crashing down with both in a crossing pattern.
You are shocked by the bitterness of love, of war being brought out of your purple dove. Scratch after scratch brings pain after pain, and all is put up to be lost and nothing is gained. You let out a growl, your intentions aren't fowl, and yet you are hurt inside and out- from tail to snout.
both scrathes hurt meowth! meowth is blinded by love! meowth growls in innocence! (-2 attk)
The growl itself wasn't enough to inflict any damage, but it did install a status reduction in return. This didn't stop Garnet in tracks though. It would be something else. His body was about to move again in response, but quickly shutdown at a moment of hesitation. Was a pokemon meant to act without its trainer's commands, or should it protect on its own judgment? Should he wait for Jack's word, or protect him just as he did seconds ago? If he acted on his own calls, would Jack leave him behind?
“Keep it up! This time use Zen Headbutt!” Jack would come up with his first command before the sableye's thoughts delved any deeper.
A razor sharp grin sprouted from the gremlin's face in retort to the order. There was nothing like authority asking you to do what you already took pride in. He was going to break this little house pet in and Jack was going to watch it all happen. Miniature purple feet took to the soil, positioning the pokemon just feet away from his target. Once placed in the perfect setup, a blue-tinted aura coated the gremlin's cranium. Like a space shuttle out of Mossdeep, the sableye took flight with his head aimed forward at the opponent.
You fall prey to romance, you wanted to take that chancce. But the love of your life attacks sharper than any knife, and the wounds hurt your soul, and the blood simply rolls and rolls. You fall, to your knees, and let your love do as he pleases, but whatever he does let him take you along. The jounrey will be worth it since love's never wrong.
Heck yeah! Jack's very first pokemon battle was completed, and he passed with flying colors! A selection like sableye was a perfect fit, with immunity to things like normal types and fighting types. That meowth had no place picking a fight with this duo. The trainer felt invincible and unstoppable, and of course a little too childish for his age. This wasn't going to hold him back from embracing the victory though. He'd just do so a little quieter. Overall, Garnet enjoyed it more than his very own trainer. Another shackle of a razor sharp grin proved that theory, and revealed that the demon was just happy to have a place in knocking other pokemon out. They didn't need to speak any words to convey their feeling of accomplishment, as they were both men.
Oh god. This was hands down the worst day of his life. God was cruel for designing him like his, with hardly any hands to even blow the disgusting snot away. A-CHOOOOOOOO! Oh dear. He was feeling utterly disgusting. The nosepass floated, and then found a trainer. It opened its mouth to ask something, but then quickly found another sneeze coming right at him. A...a...A-CHOO! Straight at his face. Oh dear. Nosepass hopes he's not too mad.
a wild nosepass appeared! nosepass is suffering from the common cold!
