Post by ewosa on Nov 28, 2009 9:42:07 GMT -5
Bushes rustled and a young man with dark brown hair walked out of an immense forest. A Gardevoir stood to his left. A young woman with light brown hair stood to his right. The trio was covered in grime and dirt, but their eyes sparkled. A large virgin valle yawned open in front of them. Mountains rose to the north and reached toward the heavens, stretching onward with lush forests on their slopes. Smoke from a volcano deep in the mountain chain could be seen. The ocean stood to the east, waves gently lapping the shore. To the west, the forest thinned out into tall-grassed plains and a desert beyond.
"Yasalya, Sera. I think we've found it. A place where everyone can live in peace with no fear of being judged for who they are," the young man said, his bright blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight.
Fifty years later...
You look around, a bustling metropolis having seemed to come out of nowhere. Skyscrapers of different shapes and sizes reach for the heavens and people walk past, not paying any attention to you. You wonder what happened. You had been walking in a forest to the north of Pallet to get away, the trees getting thicker in size, but the underbrush strangely clear. Then a large city in a valley opened up in front of you. You'd been in big cities before from journeying, but one not quite like this.
A mixture of people in different attires walk past you. Some are in brightly colored kimonos, some are in strange outfits that look like a cross between kimonos and monk robes. Some people are in buisiness suits, talking on cell phones. Some are Pokemon. Some...are Pokemorphs, much to your shock. You'd never seen them except in pictures. You'd heard about the racism against them and knew they never walked in public, so...why here?
"Hello." An man approaches you and you step back. He looks like an old man, perhaps in his late 60s or early 70s, with graying hair. He gives off a very friendly and welcoming vibe, but you're still wary. "You must be new here, judging by your expression."
"What...is this place?" you ask, continuing to look around.
"This is Pokeopolis. I'm Dajiro Lobo, the mayor and founder." He looks around fondly. "You must have been seeing a sanctuary if you found this place."
"Huh?" you ask, looking confused.
"My first wife, Sera, put a spell around this city to keep it hidden from outsiders unless they were seeking sanctuary. You must have been otherwise you wouldn't have found this city." You nod slowly at Mr. Lobo's words though you're not sure whether or not to believe them. What did he mean by a spell? There was no such thing as magic. Mr. Lobo chuckled and you glared.
"What's so funny?"
"I don't blame you for doubting magic. But how else would you not know about a city this big? It would definitely be on the map." He waves his hand. "This city is a sanctuary for those seeking shelter. Originally, it was just for people who loved Pokemon, but now it's become a safe haven for many others. It's become a mecca for people of many races and pasts. They get a fresh start. Almost nobody judges anyone here." Mr. Lobo smiles. "You're welcome to have a fresh start if you'd like." He extends his hand as if he wants you to shake or take it. "It's up to you."
Will you join?
"Yasalya, Sera. I think we've found it. A place where everyone can live in peace with no fear of being judged for who they are," the young man said, his bright blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight.
Fifty years later...
You look around, a bustling metropolis having seemed to come out of nowhere. Skyscrapers of different shapes and sizes reach for the heavens and people walk past, not paying any attention to you. You wonder what happened. You had been walking in a forest to the north of Pallet to get away, the trees getting thicker in size, but the underbrush strangely clear. Then a large city in a valley opened up in front of you. You'd been in big cities before from journeying, but one not quite like this.
A mixture of people in different attires walk past you. Some are in brightly colored kimonos, some are in strange outfits that look like a cross between kimonos and monk robes. Some people are in buisiness suits, talking on cell phones. Some are Pokemon. Some...are Pokemorphs, much to your shock. You'd never seen them except in pictures. You'd heard about the racism against them and knew they never walked in public, so...why here?
"Hello." An man approaches you and you step back. He looks like an old man, perhaps in his late 60s or early 70s, with graying hair. He gives off a very friendly and welcoming vibe, but you're still wary. "You must be new here, judging by your expression."
"What...is this place?" you ask, continuing to look around.
"This is Pokeopolis. I'm Dajiro Lobo, the mayor and founder." He looks around fondly. "You must have been seeing a sanctuary if you found this place."
"Huh?" you ask, looking confused.
"My first wife, Sera, put a spell around this city to keep it hidden from outsiders unless they were seeking sanctuary. You must have been otherwise you wouldn't have found this city." You nod slowly at Mr. Lobo's words though you're not sure whether or not to believe them. What did he mean by a spell? There was no such thing as magic. Mr. Lobo chuckled and you glared.
"What's so funny?"
"I don't blame you for doubting magic. But how else would you not know about a city this big? It would definitely be on the map." He waves his hand. "This city is a sanctuary for those seeking shelter. Originally, it was just for people who loved Pokemon, but now it's become a safe haven for many others. It's become a mecca for people of many races and pasts. They get a fresh start. Almost nobody judges anyone here." Mr. Lobo smiles. "You're welcome to have a fresh start if you'd like." He extends his hand as if he wants you to shake or take it. "It's up to you."
Will you join?
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