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Spoiler???1: Are you serious? It smells like garbage down here.
???2: Can we do this later Aiden? You're tiring enough, as reckless as you are, so I'd rather not deal with your bullshit currently.
Aiden: Shut up, if you were smart, you'd realize we could just call them in and take over this place easily!
???2: With a Gym Leader in town? As well as THE Cyroking? We could cause a war! We're already severely under-funded, and we do NOT have the resources to go into a war for more then an hour.
Aiden: That's because we didn't take over this dump earlier. If we did, we'd at least have some sort of resources. But here we are, traveling through the freaking sewers because we have to uphold "secrecy".
???2: At any point before this, I was busy covering you. Making sure anyone didn't connect the dots between us and Zeta. You have no idea how close we were to being exposed, MULTIPLE times, because your dumb ass wants to show off. We uphold secrecy because it's convenient and it's the only thing keeping us from being executed on the spot. Not to mention-
???3: Michael, I'm seriously gonna suggest you shut up before I blow this sewer up.
Michael: Tell that to Aiden. He's the one complaining, yet he's the reason we're here in the first place, making deals with the people we're AGAINST.
Aiden: Why do you guys hate them anyway? What have they ever done to you.
???3: What have they done to us? What haven't they done to us is a waaaay, better question. Those wealthy, greasy slobs have been looking down on us since ancient times. We simply decided it's time to retaliate using the same things they used to seal us away.
Aiden: Ancient times? Seal you away? You know I'm not that smart. Elaborate.
???3: You're in no position to give me orders, child. You're not entitled to anything. The only reason I'm letting you live right now is because the Master wants it so.
Aiden: Whatever, at the end of the day, I'll be at the top if the plan goes correctly.
Michael: Correction, if you don't drag everything through the mud like you usually do.
Aiden: Yeah, well, your comeback might've had some validity to it if you didn't lose to a child and nearly screwed everything up yourself.
Michael: Are you kidding me? That was the leader of Perfection Organization! I'm lucky to still be alive.
Aiden: Tch, I would've crushed him.
Michael: Sure. You have fun getting through a Mewtwo with Genesect armor.
Aiden: The fucks a Genesect?
???3: Quiet. We're arriving soon, and on my fucking hot pockets, if you mess this up for me, it's gonna be a wrap for you two.
Aiden: I didn't know you guys could eat hot pockets.
Michael: I didn't know we could even mention that in this media.
???3: You humans make remarkable food. Anyway, that's besides the point. We're here.
Aiden: It's a giant wall.
Michael: Then don't you think we're gonna open it?
Aiden: Well I don't see any method of doing sooo, open these nuts.
???3: (Gargling sounds and series of disgusting noises.)
Aiden: Uh, are you good? You sound like you're deepthroating a Ferrothorn.
Michael: I don't know what's worse. That noise, or Aiden's simile.
???3: What's worse is what will happen to all 3 of us if we don't shut up now.
(Doors slowly slides open.)
Aiden: Yoooo, that's crazy.
???3: I hope you have our payment.
Michael: Barely, Aiden nearly forgot it was our funds for this, and almost blew it all at the Game Corner.
Aiden: Just one more game and I would've hit the jackpot. I S W E A R.
Michael: Regardless, the payment has been wired to the account you gave us. I trust that this will destroy the seal on Spiritomb correct?
???3: Correct.
Aiden: Oh, I got this one. And the spirits are sucked through that machine, they're forced back together, forcing a singular entity.
???3: Correct.
Michael: If the power is as we projected, we should be able to open the distortion world with this thing.
???3: That and more, using the energy we collected from the brawl at the Bloom Outskirts, we've amplified it's power and inner darkness to the maximum. It can now control any Ghost, Psychic, and Dark Type Pokemon. It, also has free control over the distortion world.
Aiden: Woah, this thing is Anything Goes for sure.
???3: That's because anything does go. If you could somehow, transfer enough properties from the Distortion World to here, the new and improved Spiritomb could essentially play God here. But I have no idea as to how you'd do that.
Michael: Interesting, what are the base stats?
???3: Projected to be: 150/200/140/170/140/95
Michael: We'll have to work on that speed, but for what it is now, it'll work. Thank you.
???3: Be warned. Let it bathe in the energy of the Distortion World before you do anything major with it. That seal will only hold up for so long if exposed to prolonged pressure. Trust me, you do NOT want to let those 108 spirits lose.
Michael: I'm sure we'll be okay.
???3: I don't know what you plan to do. But if you're messing with forces you don't understand, it will come back and destroy you. Remember, the Distortion World is Giratina's realm, and both Spiritomb and Giratina have been punished by Arceus. And take it from experience, do not mess with God or his subordinates.
Aiden: Arceus is a normal type POKEMON. Something I specialize in. No matter how Godly you might be, a good amount of damage and Pokeballs ALWAYS does the trick.
Michael: Don't worry, if this machine works, then we'll be able to produce thousands of beings like this. That will give us an army of unstoppable mega-spirits that no God can overcome.
???3: In that case, I will take my leave and enjoy my time on Earth before you ruin it. Remember, Arceus lets you parade around as if you mean anything, but you are nothing but a small atom in an ingredient for a much bigger meal. You are not in control, and never will be. Goodbye. I never want to see you again.
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Aiden: Well screw you too then.
Michael: Ignore him. If this works as planned, our plan is already in motion. Call in Zeta and the Asteroid belt.
Aiden: Will do. I wonder how many people will die.
Michael: Projected casualties if things go right: 2,000 deaths at most. But if things go wrong, that number can increase from anywhere to 200,000, to 6,800,000,000.
Aiden: Oh.
Michael: That's why it's imperative we stick to it now. Prepare yourself Aiden.
Aiden: I'm more then ready. Fights have already broken out between the Gym Leader and Cyroking. We'll in the clear.
Michael: Good. Let's bring these snobs back down where they belong.
(Machine starts up.) (Aiden leaves.)
Michael: Everything is going smoothly.
(INCOMING RADIO TRANSMISSION.)
Michael: Hmm? Who is this.
???4: SO WHY THE IN THE NAME OF ARCEUS, WASN'T I INFORMED OF AN ELITE 4 MEMBER BEING HERE.
Michael: Arceus, Elite 4? What? Explain.
???4: So i'm just doing my thing right, raiding a town full of innocent people. And then boom, this dude Toxa appears out of nowhere and starts thrashing my men!
Michael: Tch, damn it. He always finds a way to ruin everything!
???4: Aiden and I are engaged in combat with him currently. It's not looking so good, but we can hold him off for whatever you're planning. You have 10 minutes at most.
Michael: In that case, I'll have to use the crystals I gathered.
???4: OH ABOUT THOSE CRYSTALS, ON EVERYTHING I STAND FOR PLEASE DON'T U-
Michael: Hold him off for as long as you can.
???4: YOU'RE SO DUMB, PLEASE DON-, AUGH!
(Transmission cuts off.)
Michael: Whelp, let's do this.
(Sticks Z-crystal of every type in multiple chargers across the machine.)
(Puts a Pokeball with Spiritomb inside the machine.)
(Sends out a Malamar)
(Places Escape rope inside machine.)
(Malamar uses Topsy Turvy on Escape Rope.)
Michael: Ok. Let's do this.
(Presses buttons and machine stirs to life.)
(Z-crystals turn a dark grey in color, indicating all the energy has been sucked up.)
(Energy is forced into Escape rope. Which is now an Anti-Escape rope due to Malamar using Topsy-turvy on it.)
(Seal on Spiritomb is broken with leftover energy.)
(Spirits fly out the seal and go up the machine.)
(Spirits are trapped with Anti-Escape Rope.)
Michael: Ok. (Breathes)
Michael: I call upon every sinister and deadly force known and unknown to man. I call upon the origin of everything terrible. I invoke all that is negative and stops all progress. ALHUL EALAA MUSIADA!
(Room shakes and reality breaks down around Michael.)
(Michael's eyes roll back in head.)
Michael(?): I am the end. I am the vacuum that is known as a black hole that sucks in all hope. I make sure this is nothing after to me. You the one reading this, are pitiful compared to the terrible being that is I. I bring despair, and turn once sensible and humble beings into depraved sociopaths. You worry about the end and try and prevent it, and ignore it, and bask in the light that you have currently. Not only am I the light, I make sure nothing comes after me. With all this in mind, what do you wish?
(Michaels eyes return to normal. Visibly shaken and eyes are now bleeding.)
Michael: Give me command over this infernal beast!
(Eyes roll back in head.)
Michael(?): Your wish is granted. You have survived my possession, and have proved yourself to the celestial devils that prowl around every galaxy. Do what you will. I am gone. Goodbye.
(Eyes return to normal and wounds are healed.)
Michael: (Gasping heavily.) aha. AHAHAHAHA! I DID IT!
(Machine starts fuming steam and shaking as smoke slowly spews out the exit chamber.)
Michael: Come to me, and serve me! Together we will show those pitiful excuses for humans what REAL power means.
(Large entity crawls out exit chamber as machine calms down.)
Michael: HAHA! Spiritomb! My friend! Are you ready to assi-
(Spiritomb telepathically raises Michael off the ground.)
Michael: (Choking and coughing) What, what sorcery is this! Put me down you beast! You serve me!
Spiritomb: I serve nobody except the unending darkness. You have made a grave mistake reviving a supreme divine being such as I and attempting to command me. Die, and never come back. Your spirit will never reach peace.
Michael: What, put me down now!
(Spiritomb telepathically throws Michael down through the ground to the core of the Earth, obviously, killing him.)
Spiritomb: Earth, it's time. Time a real God ruled. Arceus, you're next. But allow me to make an example of these pitiful bags of flesh.
(Disappears in flash of smoke.)
(RADIO TRANSMISSION INCOMING.)
???4: MICHAEL. WTF ARE YOU DOING MAN. I'M GETTING CRUSHED. THIS DUDE TOXA REALLY IS AN E4 MEMBER! OH, NOT TO MEN-, hey, wait, what the hell is that thing. Aiden, AIDEN LOOK OUT! NO!
.......
???4: MICHAEL, ARE YOU THERE? IS THIS YOUR DOING? HELP US. SOME, SOME CREATURE IS DESTROYING EVERYTHING. TURNING SHIT TO DUST, AND ETC. PLEASE. AIDEN ISN'T WAKING UP!
???4: OH GOD OH GOD, IT'S TURNING PEOPLE INTO BEETLES AND SUMMONING LIGHTNING BOLTS. PLEASE HELP! I'M GONNA DIE, I QUIT! I'M NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS! ARCEUS I'M SORRY. PLEASE!
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???4: I, ..., I think it's done? I can't see it. Oh god, that horrendous image is gonna stick with me forever.
Scratchy, and deep voice heard, presumably Spiritomb: Horrendous you say? Oh I'm far worse then that.
???4: Oh God. NO NO NO, GET AWAY, STO-
(Crunching and ripping sound is heard for a duration of 30 seconds until complete silence.)
Spiritomb: You're next.
(Transmission cuts out.)
(Video Tape ends)
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