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 Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 5:02 pm
The chamber didn't respond at first. There was total silence.
Perhaps it thought he was too young? Too weak?
Maybe it just thought this wasn't how he should evolve...
But then it came. The soft, subtle patter of a pokemon's feet against the ground.
A Sceptile walked into view. Her face bore many lines and wrinkles, suggesting she had been alive a great many years.
"You're much younger than many of the pokemon who come here. What is it that pushes you to evolve, I wonder? Do you want to be older? Stronger? Or has some great tragedy forced it all?"
She took on a motherly smile that seemed as if she had raised hundreds of children.
"Well, that's fine. Just don't do anything foolish, you hear? Just because you're a bit bigger doesn't mean you're unstoppable."
The Sceptile took Acetone by the hands and gently pressed on each of his middle fingers until they seemed to push back into his hand.
Her fingers gently glided over his remaining two, lengthening and sharpening them from the more bulbous form of a Treecko's to that of a Grovyle's.
The next thing she did was carefully pinch his wrists and pull outwards, bringing out the leaves.
She quickly slipped around him and carefully tugged on his "tail" until it flattened out.
One finger on each middle toe had it simply disappear until it matched his new hands.
The Sceptile then, very suddenly, took the much smaller and younger Treecko in a hug.
"There there, poor child. Everything will be fine. Just persevere."
She gently rubbed his head, drawing it upwards and back behind him into the signature leaf.
Except, however slightly, this one burned a bit at the end.
"You have some fire in your blood, do you?"
With that, she put Acetone back down, though she looked much smaller now--or maybe he was just larger?
She quietly and decisively walked towards the wall until she simply hopped through it and disappeared into the crystal.
Her last words hung quietly in the chamber, each one echoing off the glassy crystal walls.
"Give it time. Time is all you need; it is the great mediator. The healer. All things are birthed and destroyed in time. All things grow and fade."
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 7:40 pm
 ~Acetone
Ace was left blank-faced as the chamber took on the personified apparition of an elderly Sceptile. His lack of emotion persisting as he was handled with a gentle, maternal feel. However much pain he was experiencing before now, was all set aside through her gentle words and actions. He truly wished to speak back, to befriend, to hold some sort of companionship with the figure before him but the awe of being stretched and mangled in such ways without feeling a thing left him stupefied. As quickly as this all happened it was over; he was alone yet again. Although this fact brought tears to his eyes once more for this already long day and surely not the last time, there was a new found sense of hope in his step as he departed from the chamber; a slight limp, a lot less paining than what it was before his evolution but still noticeable, causing him the slightest bit of discomfort. He was free to depart from this guild; the building having done in this moment the last of the services it could possibly provide to him. There was little care to the brawl going on in the immediate area and those involved in it. All he had there that could have possibly been motive enough to fight for was taken from him. Taken from him while there was nothing he could have possibly done to prevent it from happening. As he reached the entrance to the room he finally began to feel more aware of his new physical state, a rather annoying pain atop his head causing him to look over and catch a glance in the nearest crystal, though not caring as much as to stop his rhythmic, limping motion entirely; a simple peek was enough for him to see the situation at hand. At the end of the leaf that adorned his head was an area of embers, obviously climbing and in the process burning live skin from his body but at the same time the leaf was visibly growing at the same rate to replace that which the fuse-like fire was consuming. There was obvious, constant pain accompanying this never ending process, but that hardly was means for the now Grovyle to give any fretting towards it. This pain was a reminder of all that had happened to him today. Though in the wise words of the Sceptile that had aided him through this process otherwise was claimed; it would be simply impossible for him to move on from what the world has taken from him in no less than these last few hours.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 9:03 pm
Harley
The Poochyena had, strangely enough, woken up in the infirmary with no rmemory of going there in the first place. With a somewhat coherent thought process she'd left to go back to her team room, only to pause halfway there. A sudden urge had possessed her, a thought tugging at the corner of her mind that would not leave her in peace until she'd given into it.
Harley stepped into the chamber, her orange gaze sweeping across the various gems that were inlayed across the floor and ceiling. What a treasure trove! Shame she didn't have time to file some of them from the walls. The Dark Type shook her head quickly, ridding herself of thieving thoughts so she could focus. It seemed like she needed to focus for this.
"Hey..." She started, awkwardly. After all, she was talking to an empty room. "I want to evolve."Was that all she needed to say? Harley wasn't sure. She wished this damn place had an instruction manual.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 12:24 am
The chamber didn't respond at first, and the silence stretched on until it seemed nothing would happen.
Then one might notice that ceiling seemed much...deeper than before. It stretched up and up and up until it was so far up one could not see into the shadows it cast. Was the ceiling always like that?
Tink
A gold coin fell down from above by Harley's feet. Another came down, then another. First it was only a few every second but the rate of coins coming down increased until soon it was like pouring rain. The floor of the chamber was soon filling with golden sparkling coins.
It didn't stop though. The coins continued to come down and down and down until it became a roaring torrent, filling the chamber up higher and higher and higher.
When finally it began to die down, the room was covered fully with six feet of solid golden coins, and the Poochyena was nowhere to be seen, buried under this veritable treasure trove.
The coins then began to move, spiralling and flowing down an unseen hole in the ground like water down a drain. Soon, all the coins were gone, drawn to that one point of the floor, uncovering a Mightyena surprisingly unhurt from her ordeal.
(Yay traumatizing evolutions)
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Cherry_chain Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 4:35 pm
 .::Luna::. Luna poked her head into the Crystal Chamber. Empty, as she had thought. She padded inside hesitantly, looking around at the sparkly crystal walls. Oooh. Sparkly~ But still, she was nervous. This was where Uncle Rem had come to evolve, and he came back different. Very different. Big. Now, she wanted to be big, mind you- but it was the different part. Did she want to change that much? She shook her head. She wouldn't be that different. She'd still be Luna. Daddy would still love her. Armed with that knowledge, she ran toward, the center, skidded to a stop, and smiled widely. "Make me big!" she exclaimed, then thinking for a moment, shouted, "Please!" And then she waited. To get big. Yay.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 7:30 pm
x xx
Andrew & Rani Wh00, evolving party? cx
The two pokemon walked slowly in the center of the chamber, Rani gazing around, looking in all directions. This place was amazing~ She wondered if they were allowed to take a souvenir or two. Andrew lightly shoved her to get her to stop walking. She glanced at him and then stared forward. A glaze suddenly swept over her eyes. "I think you know why we're here." she said lowly.
The larvitar nodded solemnly, "Please, evolve us. We need to be stronger."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 8:22 pm
 ImitiImiti strode into the chamber with an air of absolute confidence as well as a rather extreme lack of patience. "Three days ago, I fled from battle against a maddened Eevee named Eridanus, who was bent on destroying the guild. I left my teammates and my guild to the dirt, whatever fate awaited them."
"It was the correct choice. Had I stayed, there's no doubt I would have died. I was weak, incapable of remaining in danger, with no resilience whatsoever or, really, anything to contribute. But my team leader died because of that. Because of me. Because of my weakness, my inability to stay at his side. Because I couldn't fight."
"That's not happening anymore. Evolve me. Now. Twice."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 8:38 pm
The chamber's crystals each gave a faint glow in response to the request, but only for a moment. A few seconds ticked by and nothing else occured, and it seemed the chamber had all but ignored Imiti's demand.
"Looks like your still weak." A voice rang from behind the Abra and a familiar white Eevee stepped forward with a bright smile on his face.
He walked past Imiti, his tail swishing lightly from side to side in an arrogant strut.
"Poor wittle Abra, all awone and sad that I killed your wittle fwiend~" The normal type cooed in a mocking 'baby voice' at the young Pokemon.
"If you miss him so badly-" Eridanus began, eyes wide and lips curling back into an expression of pure malice, "-then maybe you'd like to join him?!" His voice pitched at the end in a scream and the crazed Eevee lunged forward, his claws outstretched toward the Abra.
The blow never came, instead a dull 'THUD' sounded as Eri slammed headfirst into a giant spoon that had materialized before Imiti. The Eevee whined loudly, rubbing his face with both paws and sputtering unintelligent nonsense until the spoon suddenly tilted downward and with a 'SMACK' landed on the Eevee, who promptly burst into whispy smoke upon impact.
The spoon rocked back, upright once more, before splitting in half to form two spoons and shrinking into much smaller sizes. They dropped down onto the ground before the Abra, or rather....before the Alakazam that stood before them.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 8:51 pm
The Crystal Chamber silently obliged Luna's request.
A small spout of pitch-black water began to leak out of the floor until it stretched across much of the ground and formed what seemed to be a small pond.
But, for the tiny amount of water that had come out it seemed so... vast. So deep.
Although the deep black colour might strike one as intimidating, the murky depths promised a special sort of comfort for the Mudkip.
The water itself was filled with a thick, muddy substance; it was the natural habitat for one of her kind.
She would have to step into it, should she wish to evolve.
If she were to step into the pool, the mud would bond to her body, strengthening and enlarging it to a more powerful form.
But only if she stepped inside.
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Some other time, yet still very much in the same place, a pair came to beg for the evolution.
It was an interesting thing, really. To see so many come to an entity that was obviously, in some way, so very much alive. To come to it and to ask for power.
But, as it always did, the chamber obliged.
A sudden wave of sand blasted through the wall, cutting the pair off from one another as a sandstorm instantly formed to surround Andrew.
Each one would be visited by an image. The final stage of their evolutions.
The Tyranitar stepped in through the veil of sand carrying two cups and a large, finely crafted glass bottle.
"Siddown, kid. Have a drink with me, we've got a lot to talk about."
The Tyranitar sat down on the ground, leaving his front legs sticking out awkwardly if only due to an inability to cross them.
Even though he sat on his behind, the Tyranitar towered over Andrew. At his full height he stood at what must have been nearly seven feet; over three times the height of a normal Larvitar.
In spite of his large, stoney body however, he was quite capable of carefully manipulating each cup and the bottle to pour him and his charge a drink.
"Evolution is important business, you know. It's nothing minor. So many kids today don't have respect for it. They want to grow up, or get stronger."
He paused to drain his cup in a single gulp before popping the cork out of the bottle and straight chugging it.
He put the bottle back down with a satisfied gasp as the air rushed back into his lungs.
"I'm not going to ask why you're doing this. Things are happening. I'm sure you've got a good reason to do this. All I want you to do is consider the weight and magnitude of the actions you're taking. Evolving this way before your time... it's not something to be done lightly. The chamber will evolve you for any reason, so long as it judges you to be worthy. But whether the chamber judges you to be worthy and whether you consider yourself worthy are two different things."
He picked the bottle back up and began to drink heavily once more, though the bottle never seemed to run dry.
"I suppose what I'm trying to say is that it's fine if you want to evolve. That's alright. It's even alright if you want to do it for the wrong reasons. What's important is that you recognize the burdens of this evolution and the weight of your choice. For you, especially, evolving is important. You will be in a state of weakness. Adjusting to your new body will be extremely difficult, but when you emerge from that cocoon--whether by choice or by force--you will be extremely powerful. You will become a giant. A behemoth in a world of small creatures. Your very steps will shake the earth; the very sight of you may strike fear into even your allies and your very presence will shape the world around you. You will be completely and entirely uninhibited. Don't let that fact take control of you. Never let that fact take control of you. The name your final form bears is literally drawn from 'tyrant'. Someone vile. Someone who controls by force and fear. Never, ever forget who you are now. That is important. So many creatures rush themselves to become powerful. They never train the strength they have or mature as individuals. And thus, many of us are killed. Slaughtered like the villains many of us became. That is why you must judge yourself."
The Tyranitar took one last drink from the bottle before tilting it upside down to peer inside with a dissatisfied look.
He carelessly tossed it back against the wall behind him, causing it to shatter.
"Well... You seem to be an alright kid. I'm sure you'll be fine. Just think on what I said, alright?"
The massive creature hopped to his feet and stepped out of the sandstorm.
Not a moment later, it began to coil in more and more tightly until the Larvitar was covered in sand and began to change...
The Nidoqueen sat down in front of Rani much the way the Tyranitar had in front of Andrew.
She had not been accompanied by any fancy storm, nor did she bring anything with her.
In fact, she was completely and entirely silent. She would have seemed a statue, if she did not periodically glance over at the whirling sandstorm that was no more than a few meters away.
After some time, she cracked a smile.
"Well, this should do. You'll be fine. The chamber will evolve you shortly, though you may not realize until it's over."
The Nidoqueen got up to her feet and carefully brushed a few flecks of sand off of her tough hide.
"Just remember why you evolved. Evolution is a great and wondrous thing. Carefully and deeply consider what drove you to it; to the thought that you need greater power. Stronger abilities. A larger size. There's nothing to regret in evolution; but not understanding why you would change yourself drastically... that is regrettable. Give it some thought sometime."
The words carried a weight, as if she were asking Rani to look beyond the obvious. Often it was some drastic event that forced evolution... but why did the event necessitate it?
She took a few steps back and walked towards the back of the chamber before turning and waving one hand with a smile on her face.
"Your friend is done. Ta-ta for now."
The sand that had surrounded Andrew would begin to tighten suddenly before expanding outwards and exploding throughout the room.
The sand would not hurt Rani, though it would temporarily blind her.
By the time the sand cleared, both would have assumed their new forms.
Andrew as a Pupitar, and Rani as a Nidorina.
Hopefully they would dwell carefully on what had happened.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 9:01 pm
 ImitiImiti panicked for approximately a quarter of a second when he saw Eridanus. Why was he here? How did he get in the guild? Hold on a second--how come I didn't hear about this? Why's he bothering with me? A psychic barrier went up the instant Eridanus attacked, though of course it wouldn't have an affect against someone this powerful. The questions fused into a general stream of bemusement as a giant spoon showed up and hit the Eevee. Then the spoons landed at his feet. Ah. "Thank you," he said as he picked them up and left the chamber. Interesting...
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 10:04 am
 HarleyThe second the coin hit the ground Harley was diving for it, her instincts had that sound imprinted into her mind. The sound of money hitting the ground with a soft 'tnk' urged a reaction in her faster than a fire under her tail would have. The Poochyena curled her paws around the coin to drag it towards her. "Nice!" The chamber was giving her money! She should evolve more often! Wait, this was her oly evolution. She's have to bully Alec or Evelyn in here and wait on the side lines to collect the treasure. Another coin fell, striking her between the eyes and she reeled back in alarm. "Wh-what?!" It was raining gold now! She yelped and sprang for the door but the barrage continued until it moved up to her neck. The pressure of the many coins held her in place, she could barely lift a paw. The Poochyena let out a howl of alarm as they piled up over her face, the sound cutting off adruptly until suddenly the money begin to sink away down into the floor. Was....was there a hole there? Would she get sucked in too?! Harley gave a startled back as the money vanished and jumped to her paws once freed. Wait, did the room seem smaller? The dog raised a paw to examine, it was larger than before. She turned around to face the reflective surface of the crystals behind her and gave a gasp. Her back fur was glossy black, the rest of her body was pale silver. The tips of her paws and ears were dark as well, but her underbelly was pure white and so was her throat. The Mightyena lifted her neck to view the Dark Orb there and smiled at the contrast of it's glow with her new pelt. "That'll do nicely, chamber. Thanks a bunch!" With a skip to her step the evolved canine dashed out the chamber. Let's test these new long, limbs!
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 9:25 pm
.::Luna::.Luna watched, mystified, as a pool of deep black water formed in the middle of the Chamber. Her first thought was, Cool! A magic swimming pool! But something told her it was not. There was something different about the water. Something... deeper. (HA HA.)Luna padded tentatively up to the water's edge. It seemed... nice, somehow. Comforting. Like Daddy. Or a hug. Luna liked hugs. Okay, back to the water. Yeah, deep. Different. Cool. Luna gave out a big sigh, and stepped into the water. It was warm, so she went further in, until she was submerged almost up to her nostrils. She shuffled a bit, sinking a little bit deeper into the water, her tail wagging in excitement. Maybe she'd get big while she waited! So she did. Finally, after a long period of waiting, she opened her eyes. What's taking so long? she thought, then tried to walk. She found it difficult, however- her front limbs felt odd... as though they weren't meant for walking. She floated in the pool, and looked at her front paws. Only they weren't paws anymore. They were hands. Dumbstruck, Luna ran out of the pool, shaking mud off of herself, and looked at herself:  She looked good. "AWESOME!!" she shouted, running for the door. Having only two legs rocked! With a quick, "Thank you!" to the Chamber, she was gone.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 8:37 pm
They all came in at different times. Some didn't take long. Others still took months. But each and every single one of them came. It had been... something of a shock, to them. To see their teammates so badly wounded and in one case dead. It served as a scary, scary reality check.
They were weak.
And some pokemon were strong.
Many of those strong pokemon were cruel.
Evolution was not a matter of "when I feel ready".
Evolution was a choice between survival or an inevitable death.
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Clarissa stepped into the room holding a small, wrapped up cloth.
The room around her was dazzling, to say the least. The way the light reflected off the walls.
But it wasn't quite as beautiful as the Moon Stone that revealed itself after she peeled back layer and layer of cloth.
It had been a gift from her master. A traveler had given it to him in thanks for his help, and he had in turn kept it for her.
The moment she asked, she was granted the stone. No fancy trials or strings attached.
In his words, she merely had to believe she was ready for it to be so.
Having unwrapped the pure white cloth, she held up the stone in her hands.
"Please evolve me."
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The Ekans slithered into the room in near-perfect silence.
Her soft, oily scales gave off not the slightest noise as she glided along the ground.
It was a curious room, in so many ways. The Crystal Chamber.
Each of the walls shone as precious as a gem, yet with a surface that reflected all.
She was still within the room, her head raised in the air and rarely moving to examine the walls further.
"...I would like to evolve."
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The Shroomish's feet hit the ground below him with a soft patter.
His frown, a trademark of his species, was present as it always was.
He took only a moment to examine the appearance of the room.
The glassy, crystalline walls held little interest for him.
He looked upwards, as if he were speaking to some tall, imaginary creature.
"I would like to evolve."
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The Squirtle came into the room on all fours, his belt ringing out harshly with each step as metal tapped against metal.
He had always walked on his back legs before, but lately he had gotten into the habit.
Solo treasure hunting was dangerous business, and he needed all the speed he could get.
But... strength was something he also needed. He couldn't always run.
He shifted his weight onto his back legs with care and quickly unbuckled his belt.
He lay the belt out beside him, careful to keep the pouches sealed as he did.
The Squirtle stood back up straight and looked ahead, his eyes meeting his own reflection.
"Please evolve me."
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"Man, that hurts..."
Gabriel stepped into the room with uneven, heavy steps. He gingerly rubbed his shoulder with one hand as he walked.
His sword was held loosely in his slack hand. He leaned over carefully, causing a twinge of pain to shoot through his side.
All the same, he let the sword down beside him.
A single claw hung from his neck.
He'd ripped it off of someone he'd killed.
"Thanks for your help."
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The Houndour stepped into the room, his head held high in spite of his obvious injury.
One eyelid sagged inwards, evidence that the eye had been destroyed and removed.
Between his teeth was an eyepatch that was clearly several sizes too large for him.
He planned to put it on as soon as he evolved to cover up the eye socket.
"Bitches love eye patches."
He stared at the room, glancing around quickly at the various crystals as if expecting something to happen.
"Uh... I'd like to evolve, please?"
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The Poochyena stepped into the room, ready to evolve.
His strides were even and measured, each one full of confidence.
He quietly sat in the middle of the chamber and looked about.
It was beautiful. The gathered crystal must be invaluable.
He looked around one last time before bowing his head to tip his nose to the ground.
"Please."
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The Meowth hopped in and landed with a soft patter as his paws hit the ground below him.
It was a beautiful place, really. The way the light glistened off the walls...
They must be exquisitely valuable. If any of them were loose, Cedric might've taken one.
But, as it was, there weren't any. And he was hardly so crass as to deface a treasure of the kingdom.
Instead, he sat still for several minutes, occasionally looking around.
"Ah... I'd like to evolve? Is that how this works?"
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The Mankey walked into the room, his feet unusually heavy on the ground below him.
He was tense, to say the least. He couldn't stop shifting slightly as an uncomfortable feeling welled up inside of him.
But this is what he came here to do, so hell if he wasn't going to do it.
He gave the chamber only a quick look as he softly rubbed one elbow to ease his personal tension.
"I'd like to get stronger."
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"Ahh! 'Lizabeth, you have to stay out here!"
The Teddiursa gently pushed the Swablu back outside of the room.
It was dangerous in here! If she ever evolved, she might really get hurt...
At least, that's what her momma told her. But her momma was always right!
To be honest, it was nothing short of a miracle that she was there.
Chelsea didn't even understand it herself; how she had survived that.
Maybe it had been Mister Gabriel's advice...? He had told her what to do in case she ever got attacked, after all.
Bah! Those thoughts were too complicated for someone of her age.
All she really knew is what she had come here to do.
"I wanna be big and strong like momma is!"
((Names in total and in order since not all of them are mentioned:
Clarissa, Amanda, Dennis, Steven, Gabriel, Alex, James, Cedric, Urist, Chelsea)
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:28 pm
As if on cue a series of static began to hiss as though streaming from an untuned radio, the sound warped as though someone was adjusting the station and finally a coherent sound began to play...
The stone lit up like a disco ball, casting it's rays across the room in a dazzling display of lights. The room itself grew darker until it was all but a black abyss with the only color being the Clefairy and the multitude of white dots that began to spring up across the infinite canvas of darkness. Clarissa seemed to be standing in outer space for all appearances, a glowing orb grew closer toward her until the moon itself sprang up before her very eyes. The moon gave a pale, golden glow before brightening to blinding levels and the lights faded with the sound of wind chimes, returning the newly evolved Clefable back to the chamber. The Moon stone in her hands had blackened, it was worthless now...
Be heard, Be strong, Be proud
I wanna make some noise
Stand up, Come on, Be loud
We're gonna raise our voice
A coil of pale purple smoke hissed from the floor, dancing upward to bind the Ekans in entricate coils of swirls that slithered across her scales like tiny worms, they thickened and expanded out most prominent at her neck where they spread like a fan and folded back into an almost heart-like shape. As the smoke sputtered out and faded, an Arbok stood tall in the chamber's center.
Hey now
we no longer wait around
My team stronger then weights now
Keeps on growing
Our muscle keeps on showing
In the blink of an eye a forest sprang up under the Shroomish, first starting in tiny green sprouts that suddenly began to grow at a ridiculously quick rate until they all but obscurred the room. Vines lashed out like whips to wind around the Spore Pokemon until, like the room itself, he too vanished from view. Flexing outward, his new arms erupted forth in a series of punches to shred the plant-life into mulch and the newly evolve Breloom was free to walkout as the foliage receeded back into the ground and back into non-existence.
We came here to make a change
We came here to rearrange
We came here cause we believe
We came here cause we achieve, yeah
Immediately a rush water poured down as though a bucket had been dumped right over the Squirtle's head. It filled the small room before a decent reaction could be made, tossing the turtle from side to side as the waves rocked violently back and forth between the two opposing walls. He'd retreat to his shell, no doubt, to wait out the brutality of the chamber.
When the water drained and he slowly sunk to the floor, drenched but otherwise fine, he'd poke his head out from his shell to catch his new reflection and leave the room as a Wartortle...
While I've got the microphone
Make sure how I feel is known
All for one we rock the zone
How I feel to each his own
The sound of metal striking against metal rang out and a black flash zipped past Gabriel's eyes. Before him stood a dark apparition, a coal-black Weavile with a katana gripped firmly between his claws.
'Aren't you a sad little sight! You shame our kind as so many have already! I won't allow this insult to continue!' The phantom lunged forward, propelled with one foot kicking behind him while his arm extended to thrust the blade he held into the Sneasel's chest.
It would stop short at the claw around his neck, time would seemingly stop for a few pained moments before the hazy, black Weavile would erupt into thin streams of smoke that were drawn into the Razor Claw.
The claw darkened from an off-white to gray before turning black entirely and appearing to be absorbed into the chest it hung before.
The black smoke would appear once more, emitting from Gabriel's skin as though he were on fire from the inside.
The smoke obscurred his vision as it choked the room before fading into nothing. A Weavile stood in Gabriel's place then, clutching a sword in both hands...one being a familiar katana.
All my people treat em right
We reserve the right to fight
For what we want, for what we need
To the front we shall proceed
"OMIGAWSH", a pitched female voice rang out from behind Alex and he'd turn to find another Houndour gawking at him with wide eyes.
"That eyepatch, it's so cool! It's a shame you aren't evolved. I only like evolved men, you see." With that she turned to trot away, leaving the Houndour to wallow in his own despair. The chamber decided to add it's own ambience to the scene and supplied him with a dark cloud to hover over his head before unleashing a torrent of rain and depressing music on him. Long story short, when he was done being pissed he'd notice he was a Houndoom now.
Shame that 'b***h' was a hallucination.
We're motivated (motivated)
We're aggravated (aggravated)
We're dedicated
So now you better play fair
determination (and) will power
With consideration
we will devour
The crystal reflecting back at the Poochyena shifted, his appearance warping into a larger and more regal one. The Mightyena before him now stepped out of the crystal to approach his unevolved form, eyeing the pup with obvious scrutiny.
"Are you prepared for what lies ahead? What battles to be fought and honor to be defended? Do you know that in arrogance you will fall and with humility you will stand?" The larger canine did not wait for an answer before grabbing up James by his scruff and flinging him across the room.
"If not you'll surely perish!" The Mightyena's voice rang out before the Poochyena struck the wall.
He'd blacked out, of that was certain, for when he opened his eyes the Mightyena greeted him again but this time mirrored his actions as a true reflection should...
We're on our own
But we are one
So on our shoulders will fight until
we see the sun
At the sound of the Meowth's voice the crystals all lit up with a glorious display of lights, casting prisms across the walls and floor. The glow spread like water, pooling around Cedric's paws before stretching upward to his legs and then coating over the rest of his pelt. A tug felt near his forehead coin before it was plucked off with no pain and only the slightest awareness of it's missing presence. The glowing water filled the void there, forming into a small orb that gradually began to redden from the Meowth's blood, after all he had a gapping hole in his forehead now.
The newly formed gem let off a brilliant shine, blinding the feline until he blinked the spots away to find himself a proud and tall Persian.
It's just a matter of time
Before you see our way
We fight with all of our lives
We do this everyday
Yeah
A fist sprang out of the wall closest the Mankey to slam into his face and send him flying. As the stars danced across his vision a Primeape hopped from foot to foot before him, eyes flashing with fury. The other monkey offered no advice or comment, but lunged with his fists again in an attempt to pound the small Mankey into submission. It was only a flash of red light that saved Ursist as the Primeape, distracted, punched the wall along side the Mankey's head. The result was a crack spreading out and then upward to the ceiling before dumping a huge portion of said ceiling right down on top of the two.
Crawling from the rubble with his now gloved hands, Ursist would find himself once more alone and now a terribly intimidating Primeape.
I said we're tired of this
We're going to stand up
for what we believe in
We might be on our own
But we are one
Everybody ready
Come on
Let's go
A slow drip began from the ceiling and a liquid, of what first appeared to be molten gold, plopped onto the crescent moon on Chelsea's head. The sicky substance began to drop at a more faster rate, a quick taste test revealing it to be honey of all things. The Teddiursa could run, but the drip followed her until she was covered from head to toe in it. The honey hardened, almost like glue when it dries, and caked around the small bear as tough as stone. She couldn't break it, but maybe an Ursaring could. A thick, clawed paw erupted from the casing, shattering the honey like fine glass across the floor. Yes, an Ursaring could break it quite easily...
Be heard, Be strong, Be proud
I wanna make some noise
Stand up, Come on, Be loud
We're gonna raise our voice
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 9:08 pm
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Andrew & Rani Rani let out a small wail as the sand blew in from seemingly nowhere in between the cracks of the chamber walls, Andrew stayed silent, welcoming it. He shut his eyes and waited for the small storm to start swiping against his skin, ready to feel the unnatural change, but nothing happened. Was something wrong? He slowly opened his eyes back up and looked down at his hands. What was going on, he was still a larvitar! The ground type glanced around, the storm had stopped around him, but why?
Andrew stared on in silence as a tyranitar stepped out of the flying sand. He wondered how it was even possible, as there was no one else in the chamber when they stepped in, no one near the area as a matter of fact aside from a seemingly excited water type they had passed through the halls. The pokemon then realized that this simply must have been some kind of illusion, a trick from the chamber. Quietly, he sat down and took the glass. He preferred to stare down into his drink until the bottle had begun to be chugged, Reminded him of his father. Andrew craned his neck up to his future evolution and had started to explain why he was doing this before the idea was dismissed, like hell he was just a kid. However, has he had started to listen, he realized that this had actually made all sense. He knew he would be much more restrained as a pupitar, but it didn't seem to bother him, near only a temporary sacrifice to become strong enough to protect his team, his guild, all those close to him and that he cared about; So somethings wouldn't have to happen. That type of power though, he didn't just want it, he needed it. The reasons were not evil in the least and there was no possible way on earth he could become like that. He was ready, wasn't he?
While he pondered the thoughts, the strange pokemon stood up and left. Andrew was quickly up in a moment, this time, unprepared for the sand starting to surround him.
Meanwhile, Rani was gazing up at the nidoqueen; At first it was in amazement, then it turned a tad awkward, eventually the small poison type was simply impatient. She started throwing things like, "Is there any reason we're just sitting here?" and "I don't have all day..." Every comment was ignored and she kept glancing at the small sandstorm beside them. She near let out a sigh of relief when the nidoqueen finally spoke, the words were not as good as she had liked. "I already know why I'm doing this!" her voice was nearly a shout, "One of the only friends I've ever had died yesterday and there was nothing I could do about it!" That was the only reason she had and she refused to think on it further. She didn't bother to see the stranger leave, only thinking it was about time he had finished. She curled up tightly as she could as the sand swept over her.
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The sand disappeared into the air and Rani ran for the nearest crystal, using it as a mirror to look at her new self. She let out a deep sigh, letting out the small bout of anger she had gathered and smiling, "I look amazing!" she declared and turned to Andrew, laughing now growing on her lips. "But you- What are you supposed to be." Andrew was now hobbling around in his new form, trying to stay up right. "You look like a deformed Metapod~."
"Shut up." the sound of his voice seemed to echo around him. God, this sucked. He felt so closed in, perhaps he should just be thankful he wasn't claustrophobic. Rani shrugged and headed home, just wait till she saw that eevee again, it'd be time for some serious payback.
Andrew finally got his balanced and glanced around, muttering a few words before he jet-packed his way out. "Thank you." He certainly had some things to think about.
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