Legends of Unova (pokemon rp Accepting!)

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"I...I can't remember." Shone replied.

[Blumenkranz]

"Hmm..." Latios said, continuing to watch Lotios. He wanted to say or do something, but he didn't know what so he looked at Latias.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Latias went to try and play with shone, so the two ended up playing tag.

[Blumenkranz]

Latios watched the two play, still feeling uneasy about Shone.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shone and latias continued to play tag.

[Zigzagcoon]

He felt as if she had misconstrued his happiness, and it made him regret the expression a little bit. Manners were important, but not important enough to cause confusion and misdirection in other Pokémon. His tail fidgeted with the discomfort he might have caused in the white dragon, as he really was trying to make himself seem as presentable and polite as a giant sky-serpent could. He wondered if it was perhaps some kind of affection that the had for the feathered drake that had once been enslaved by the humans, and he had to admit to himself that her appearance was not one he disliked, at the very least. She seemed to be kind enough, as opposed to the more violent of the guardians (which included him, to some degree), and she was, of course, both a dragon and a shiny, like him. He put any questionable feelings aside and looked up to the sky a brief moment after she did, wondering if there was something to be seen up there, something he had missed by this break in patrol. To his relief, his keen eyes detected nothing unusual. He returned his gaze to her, and soon she did the same to him.

He nodded, agreeing with her. "They, as many humans often do, will probably try to gain more power if they do manage to find a more permanent way of commanding us, and this is not a desirable outcome. Perhaps we can find a way to resist this controlling method before this happens, or adapt to it enough for a regaining of our minds and bodies." He was hesitant to continue, as this was straying a little into more personal territory, but his curiosity would never forgive him if he remained silent. He approached the new topic with caution. "Do you...remember anything about the symptoms of being enslaved, and could you tell them to me? If there is a way for me to know that servitude to these Team Plasma humans is imminent, I would like to know it so that I can at least attempt to bring myself out of the way of innocent Pokémon." He kept a stoic expression as he said this, knowing that his inner worry would not show through.

[Blumenkranz]

"Well..." Reshiram paused for a moment, thinking about Rayquaza's question. She had head aches, horrible ones at that but there really wasn't anything else before she did loose control. "At first I would loose the will to do anything, I didn't want to do anything was just stand there and daydream...I've have felt dizzy and light headed, and I also had strange head aches. Normally I would be fine if I had a head ache, I'd often just ignore it but these where way more painful then any normal head ache..Almost felt like my head was going to explode or something" She blinked, trying to remember anything else that happened. She didn't remember anything else, but she added "This happened for a few days then I suddenly passed out, and when I woke up Zekrom said I was attacking him and others that were nearby."

[Zigzagcoon]

He waited patiently as she explained the symptoms of being controlled by this Team Plasma. A loss of will for activity...that could cause pretty immense troubles for him and his constant patrols. Would he be too lethargic to defend the earth from a cosmic attack, leaving the ground below vulnerable to annihilation? His small hand-claws flexed from the fists he had unwillingly put them into at the thought of thousands dying due to his inability to protect them. Daydreaming was not a good substitute for the prevention of impact with a meteor. He would have to pull through, or at least contact another member of his species to pick up his slack. But would he have time? Would they be affected as well by the enslaving? There were too many what-ifs to that sort of situation. Dizziness, light-headedness, headaches...all not very good additions to a steady flight. He could end up in a rapid nosedive, and at the altitudes he usually flew in, the consequences could be more than just a personal catastrophe. What would normally be a flying serpent could turn into a fatal missile heading straight for the ground at his exceptionally high terminal velocity. So he would have to land anyway.

And then, of course, there was the complete loss of control, awakening to find that Pokémon were dead, that ecosystems had been destroyed, friends had been betrayed, and that it was all your doing. Extremely taxing in mental and emotional health, guilt being a common cause to more lethargy, more absent-mindedness, more things he, as a Rayquaza, could not allow. Perhaps he could pull through that sort of influx of emotion...but it was yet another what-if, and he would not know his own mental strength until it was tested (and he desperately hoped that it wouldn't be). Finally, after an appropriate time had passed since the pale-feathered beast had ceased speaking, he started his response. "If these symptoms are as dangerous as you describe, than this is a very grave matter indeed. But if Zekrom could avoid this catastrophic controlling, perhaps others can as well, and we can avoid certain doom," His tone was as dire and serious as his words, and noticing this, he tried to lighten the mood a little. "Who knows? Perhaps it is a common trait among black dragons, this immunity." Something made him doubt that this had actually lightened the mood, despite the lighter tone he had used. Death-humor was not generally appreciated, after all.

[opal.]

Liepard nodded. "A trainer will TRAIN its pokemon by battling other trainers' pokemon. The battle does damage but Nurse Joy and medicine help. I've been in tons of battles myself. After pokemon are strong enough the trainer usually challenges a gym. That's always fun. But its hard if you're not prepared."

Amanda finished with the bandage.

"Why do you get hurt for your trainer?"
She said curiously, not understanding the logic.

[Shaynn]

Liepard smiled. "Its not really getting hurt. Well.. I guess it is. But she makes us feel much better right away. And I do because I'm proud. I'm proud to help my trainer win. I'm proud to sacrifice my health to make her happy. And I'm proud when she walks out of a gym with a brand new badge."