Post by Professor Oak on Jun 19, 2011 16:59:26 GMT 11
Pokémon found in Eerie Wood Note: Pokémon levels range from 8 to 15.
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Ultra Rare (1/16)
If you have a jar of honey in your inventory you can slather it on the tree in order to attract rare Pokémon who are attracted to its sweet scent. There are a few ways to obtain a jar of honey but it is a rare item. Some potential ways such as training up a Combee and using its Honey Gathering ability or buying it through ZZ's Universal Reward Shop/Moderator Rewards. [/PTab][/PTabbedContent]
Duskull♀: Lvl 17 Ability: Levitate Disable Confuse Ray Nightshade Will-O-Wisp
Note: These ghost Pokémon cannot be caught. They may only attack those who are on a quest as they sense the pain of suffering Pokémon.
"I wonder if I cursed us." Tanya wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. While sun was streaming through the thinning trees, the environment was still rather creepy. Maybe it was due in part to the lack of noise. Not a single bird was chirping, and no small creatures were romping around the forest floor. Moka huddled in closer to Tanya's neck, disliking the silence of this area.
Starscream was on high alert, his eyes constantly roving. He had taken to the air once the trees had begun clearing and was making slow, large circles around the area. He would pass over Tanya ever other rotation, casting a long shadow as the sun would illuminate him from behind. It didn't seem like there was anything of interest here...
Tanya sighed out loud, putting a hand to her forehead and shaking her head. "C'mon Starscream, find us somewhere new to go," the girl called to the Skarmory. He cawed back at her, clearly irritated by yet more travel. After banking sharpy, the silver bird set out on a straight course into a thick cluster of trees, swooping low to avoid their grabbing branches with Tanya and Saphira following behind.
Though she once enjoyed the quiet here, it was still creepy as all hell. Compared to life back in Blackthorn, this place was dead. It was way too quiet to be normal, even for a forest. The berry haven she'd been to had been much, much nicer. Not even the sunlight warmed the area despite how brightly it was shining. Tanya sighed, pressing on and hurrying through this area as well, the berries she had picked quivering in the pockets of her jeans.
Spirit finally came trudging in through the barrier that separated the eerier part of the woods, from the normality of the last part. Sandy felt a thick shiver run down her spine as her fire steed continued on his way, slowing down so she could re-adjust Chikorita. She reached down to feel the young Pokemon's forehead. Burning up and no better than before. Frowning, she patted Spirit's side to let him know he had to make a stop.
Though he was still annoyed by the fact he had been roped into being a lackey, he slowed to a stop and lowered himself enough so Sandy could slide off and tend to the Chikorita for a bit. She took a cloth out of her bag, along with a bottle of water, and settled the grass Pokemon in her lap while she poured some of the water onto the rag.
"Here, I know this won't help much, but it's something..." she cooed quietly, placing it onto the Chikorita's forehead and holding it there. This poison was not something normal, and though the Ghost had not told her what to do very clearly, she felt like she had an idea where she was meant to go. She also felt she'd have to keep an eye on the young creature, because there wasn't much a ghost could do as far as care, and it was much better for someone who was...actually living, to look after it.
The air seemed to stir as Sandy, Spirit, and her sick charge appeared, though not in a pleasant way. Chikorita's pain and suffering was like a beacon to the malevolent spirits that were now haunting the formerly peaceful forest. One spirit became corporeal as it fed on the anguish radiated from the sick Grass type, gently floating closer with intent to keep this glorious source of suffering near so that it could lap up its misery.
Spirit, however, sensed the ghost as it came up behind Sandy and snorted fire at it, the phantom cackling as it shied away from the flames. "Sweet agony... so tasty, so fresh... give to me..." moaned the floating spirit. It had a face that reminded one of a skull, its empty eye sockets flashing red as its single eye flickered between both openings. It was a Duskull, and a very creepy one at that.
An unsettling Duskull (Level 17) has appeared before you! Battle it off here.
As Spirit finished the battle and the lack of sense behind his eyes vanished, he sure hadn't been expecting Sandy to collide with him as he turned around, her arms wrapped firmly around his neck.
"Spirit!" she mumbled out worriedly. "That was pretty scary, wasn't it?" She asked, earning a confused gaze ahead by the fire-steed. He snorted and pulled himself from his trainer, his hooves stamping against the ground.
<<If you'd be more vigil, things like this wouldn't happen!>> He insisted, turning around as if to hide his embarassed expression. Sandy held out a hand as if to try to call his attention again, but she just sighed instead, a light smile appearing for only a moment.
"Alright. We need to get going. No sense in wasting anymore time, right?" she questioned as Spirit finally faced her again. He nodded and looked over to the young Chikorita, still on the forest floor battling its illness. Sandy walked over to it and scooped it up, feeling for its temprature before climbing back onto to Spirit's back. He gave a snort, as if to let her know that she better not get used to this before racing off for the next area of the forest, which seemed more boggy than the last.
Spirit's hooves hit the hard dirt as he followed behind Hiroki, focused on the path ahead of him. Occasionally, he'd step in the soft dirt that had been freshly plowed through by Hiroki, but it wasn't much comfort for the horse's sore feet. Sandy was on his back, trying her best to keep the sick Pokemon comfortable, but they were in a rush, because if they didn't get where they were going soon, then the Pokemon was surely done for.
<<So Spirit, I see you're letting Sandy ride on your back. Did hell finally freeze over?>> Hiroki asked as they moved along. Spirit snorted crossly and now that he knew which way they were going, he pulled ahead of the large mole, not bothering to clue Sandy in on what had just happened.
As Marchbaby headed towards the next area the evil fog which had plagued the last area seemed to reappear out of nowhere. The sight of the fog made him sick as he realized yet another part of this beautiful forest had been decimated by the evil spirits. He had a feeling that as the fog had the exact same appearance as the last time around that it was likely another pawn responsible for it. The last pawn was ripped in half by Kamikaze so he was not too worried about a battle but rather over what tricks may be played on him as Gastly had tried but failed to poison him and Kamikaze he could only imagine what the next pawn would try.
He could not stand these evil spirits as they had no right to attack this forest like they were and he planned to drag them to hell if that is what it took to bring the forest back to it's natural state. As Marchbaby looked around to see if the spirit would have enough of a pair to show itself or not Kamikaze seemed to take notice of a Honey Tree but something did not seem right about it. Instead of honey on it's bark the tree had been covered in blood and she did not like the look of it at all. Marchbaby was filled with rage at such a disgusting site and he did not hold back as he called out the cowardly spirits who were likely the cause of this vile act.
" Alright listen up you undead bastards I am going to have Kamikaze tear all of you into pieces until I find the one responsible for leading this violent attack on the forest and I will personally drag that one to the deepest pits of hell where they belong. As for the spirit that thought it would be funny to cover such a wonderful looking tree with blood by the time Kamikaze gets done with you even the worst criminal will fell pity for you. Now evil spirits I demand that you show yourself so that me and Kakikaze can bring justice to the forest and restore it back to the way it should be. The longer that it takes you to appear the more harsh your punishment will be so if you want any mercy at all you had better man up and appear in front of me." He said hoping to draw out the evil spirits.
Ooc: Staying to fight the Duskull as per the blessing of the forest quest.
Marchbaby's footsteps became the only noise to flood his senses as both he and the light footed Kamikaze moved into the next area. The trees were tall and thin, baring dark coloured bark that made the area feel almost claustrophobic. At the very tips, some form of life sprouted as branches fanned out with pale leaves, blocking out what little sun there was. The entire area seemed lifeless and hopeless, not a single indication that Pokemon even lived in this part of the forest. They did, of course, but the oozing fog that had begun to linger between the tree trunks had sent them all running for cover. Even the honey tree that Marchbaby passed was slathered with a red substance. The fog itself was thick, reaking of toxins and illness. It was not the sort of air any human or Pokemon would want to breath in. It was unhealthy for both the mind and soul and the one causing it was hardly of good will.
On his quest to save the forest, innocent spirits and body of the poisoned Chikorita, Marchbaby braved the unexpected and called out taunting words, in hopes to draw out the evil that plagued the woods. Within moments, his wishes were answered and the sound of whooshing air began to approach him. The spirit did not care for his words of courage, for very soon, it was sure both Marchbaby and his team would fall victim to the gaseous poison it had created and then the wandering spirits would be treated to an even more delicious supper. Floating out from between the eerie trees came a second spirit, it's body akin to that of a floating rag. It's skull like head cracking loudly to the side, a lone red eye flickered between the two empty sockets as it creaked, cracked and snapped it's body as it floated toward Marchbaby. "Delicious... Pain..." It hissed in an almost wispy, feminine voice before lunging straight at Marchbaby.
The Wandering Spirit of Duskull (Level 17) has appeared! Please select a Pokemon to use in battle. The battle will continue here.
Last Edit: Mar 30, 2015 20:25:59 GMT 11 by Morrigan
As the battle came to a swift close Marchbaby was quite pleased with the results. Like a number of times before Kamikaze took down her opponent with almost no effort. The young demon had certainly proved to be a worthy member of his team and he did not regret for even a moment about bringing her along. She may not of been having the best of days when she had met Marchbaby but he had gotten really close to her and loved to watch her battle as she was a master of physical combat. As the evil fog lifted from the area Marchbaby could only imagine what could be lying ahead as each spirit seemed to be getting more desperate to stop him and each had failed just as bad as the one before it which worried him. Whoever or whatever was controlling these spirits was using them as a sacrifice to buy time for their hideous plot and Marchbaby did not like it one bit.
Both Kamikaze and himself felt an evil presence still watching over them as a new path to the next part of the forest opened up. They both knew that there would be plenty of battles up ahead before they would finally get to the bottom of this evil plot but that would only help with training Kamikaze more which was fine by Marchbaby. They both knew the fog was poisonous so if they ran into it again just like the other times they would have to be quick in a battle or else it could very well kill them which is why they stayed in the eerie woods for a moment to catch their breath and try to get the poison out of their lungs before they carried on. After a few moments they both felt safe enough to move onto the next area as risky as it was. Marchbaby was not going to give up now after he had worked so hard to try to save the Chikorita.
As the two headed down the next path there seemed to be a horrible smell coming from up ahead. It was different from the evil fogs smell as it was an even more appalling smell. Both Marchbaby and Kamikaze covered their noses as they got closer to the next area as the smell was unbearable. They could only imagine what this area was when it began to come into view.
After walking with his giant spider through the woods, Alex seemed to find himself in another area of the forest, or at least that's what he felt was happening. After all, it's basically night time right now. He can't tell what shade of green the grasses were! And the fog wasn't helping at all!
As he was looking for the valley once again, he felt an additional dread on top of the dreaded fog. Could this be a sign of another ghost type Pokemon? He stood still with Spiden by his side. Or he had been in the fog too long that he needed thicker fog to feel dread again? He turned his head left and right, looking for hints of where the valley might be, and where another ghost might pop up.
Progressing into the next area of the dense Ilex Forest, Alex found himself stopping on the spot and examining the area from left to right. On his quest to try and help the sick Chikorita, which continued to breath heavily in his arms, Alex had stumbled across what seemed to be another hot spot for the eerie ghosts. The area being scary enough in the fact that it was dark and known to the locals as the Eerie Wood, the sickening purple fog which cloaked the ground didn't help matters. Surrounded by dark trees and unclear obstacles in the form of ditches and general wilderness, it was good that he had a Pokemon such as Spiden out to help guide his way. Then, through the piercing silence, someone or something made itself known to Alex, feeding off the despair oozing from the sick Chikorita.
Appearing sporadically in the distance, a ghostly blur appeared and disappeared instantaneously between the trees, flickering as if it were static. With it, the echoing sound of pained howls and growls came at Alex from all directions. Overlapping each other, more and more gut wrenching cries surrounded the male trainer, the sound being enough to drive anyone crazy. But all it was, was a mere distraction as the next opponent finally burst into clear view. Getting right up in Alex's face, the lone, blood red orb of an eye stared directly into Alex's own before the floating ragged cloaked skull let rip a shriek of a cry. Pulling itself back to be in clearer view, the next ghost took the form of a Duskull. Staring heavily down at the Chikorita, it was almost as if the Duskull had invaded it's dreams as the poor grass type began to writhe in pain within Alex's arms.
The Wandering Spirit of Duskull (Level 17) has appeared! Please select a Pokemon to use in battle. The battle will continue here.
Last Edit: Jan 26, 2016 23:31:50 GMT 11 by Morrigan
With the dreary Duskull vanquished, Alex was relief to see that he could see his feet again, at least until he got himself in the next fog infested area. Holding the sickly Chikorita with his hand, and with the Lodd the Lombre and Spiden the Ariados by him, he wondered where to go next. The night was dark, and he really should be sleeping right now. He yawned as his sleepiness built up. He might have to crash a night of sleep by the lake after this was over. With no time to waste, he continued to wherever he thought would take him closer to the valley. He still haven't seen a valley.
Returning back to a familiar place in the forest, Alex was wondering if he was lost. However, his Pokemon seemed to kept on flying on a steady pace ahead of him. Perhaps because they were flying in a higher elevation, they could see better than what his tired eyes might have seen. Walking, and sometimes dragging his feet, along the crunchy forest floor, Alex continued to walk in the forest, hopefully find his way out or something.