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The Story of the Pink Sith: Sy’ra Delinda

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away.
A young girl was born a daughter of a Sith an Alderaanian Noble and my Imagination.  While Roleplaying as this character, the writer of this post strengtheneth herself, rediscovered herself and would gain insights that would forever change her world. This is the story of that character.

Sy’ra was the first born daughter of the marriage between Maximilian Delinda and his wife, back then Lord Ragnya Zilas. Where Maxmilian intended his daughter to be the 9th succesor of the small Noble House Delinda on Alderaan, Ragyna had other plants. Murdering her husband while making it seem as an accident.. so she could use the spawn she just bred.. as a vessel for her to live on in.. forever beautiful. When she was  the age of 6 , Maxmilian passed away and the house Delinda was left to her mother  name until Sy’ra could take over.  The Lord of the Sith moved her daughter to the Planet of Tatooine.. where she would try to strengthen the body and break her mind. Each day Sy’ra would receive force training, tasks way to complicated for a young girl like her to complete, if she would fail.. and she would always be set up TO fail she would be taken out to the caves  nearby their residence in the dune sea, where she would be hit with a salt encrusted dulled blade To make sure she suffered a lot of pain.. but her body would harden.

Sy’ra got inspired by the colour pink!

Just before sunset Sy’ra would be forced to walk home on her own force, not getting supper if she would be late. As she dragged herself out of the cave each day.. drops of blood would fall into the almost perfect white sand. She would use these pink crystals to steel her resolve! The pain was over now for the next couple of hours, she got out of the cave stronger. Pink became a symbol of her determination.. her passion! These crystals reflected who she would become so one day she might escape and live the life she wanted. One day Sy’ra managed to escape, sneaking herself into some of her mother’s supplies she was smuggling to the planet of Taris. A planet she would spend almost three years on in the wilderness. She would become somewhat bewildered. Claiming she’s able to talk to animals, and even the local pest. The Rakghouls. A gambler found her on the planet while scavenging for gambling money and he took her to Nar Shaddaa  where he planned to ante this new slave for some extra pocket money.

He quite soon lost her to Guilded Girada hotel and casino, where Sy’ra spend her life happily as part of the staff, slowly getting back again. Enjoying the company of people who do not want to harm, posses or kill her very much. At the age of sixteen she even began singing in the casino, now making quite a name for herself.. it did not take long for her mother to find her. Seeing how Sy’ra had grown she was ready for the ritual! Ragnya slew all of her daughters  friends in front of her trying to break her spirit before she would take that over. Powerless to stop it, Ragnya started the Ritual that would end Sy’ra.. who in a last act of defiance shattered her own mind.. to break her mother.. As a result her mother was contained to a single shard in her mind.. but she  lost all sense of her former self.

Sy’ra and the Crystal Stars preforming on Nar Shadaa
The Type of songs Sy’ra would sing
And a weeby singing voice reference

Years passed and the woman who forgot her own name was now wandering across the galaxy. A voice in her head guided her to Dromund Kaas, homeworld of the Sith. A female voice.. which to her knowledge was her god! She kind of hated the voice too though although she did not know why.  On the Sith Homeworld she was picked up by a man named Lord Kangan, a Dark Side force healer who was intrigued by the strange way she talked. Sy’ra could not remember meaningless world.. only stuff that  had imagery either visual or vocal. He worked under Darth Kraujas and Darth Gaur, who she referred to as Cloudmass and Growl , the closest association her mind could make with the words. These pureblood sith tortured her relentlessly for simply mispronouncing their names and will the girl could still not store anything in her broken mind.. the lesson of that words sometimes mean nothing was deeply imprinted upon her. Her mind trapped in perpetual confusion trapped in between extreme cruelty and extreme kid-likeness as well her amazing aptitude with mind affecting techniques made her a source attention for many in the order.

Lord Kangan discovered the source of the problem and found out her mind had been shattered in five major pieces, Signifying a persona or time of her life prior to her mind shattering.. each shared represented by a item of her past. By finding these items Kangan slowly mended the mind of the young girl and as she became more and more aware of herself she become more and more Sy’ra again. A sith girl who saw the hollowness of words as a core value , who was gifted in mind techniques and who seemed to possess some wisdom beyond her years. As she grew stronger she began to remember more and more. .as if she had been staring at her own life as an outsider. She noticed how even the darkest Sith had rallied behind her to help her.. not from the good of her heart but because they wanted to stroke their own ego. She discovered that when she was so nice and childlike people talked to her because she was not a threat. This is how she discovered there was a Niche in the Sith world that was ready to exploit! When two friends of her saved her from torture she in her own eyes well deserved she smiled and at the confused lord’s gaze answered with.. “Friendship is Magic”

Sy’ra would then pursue a path of being an actual friend to people in the Sith world.. someone they could genuinely trust. She would be the confidant of many, willing to help everyone out even at her own risk. She took in the brain damaged apprentice Veytria as someone she became a guardian off. She showed the almost personality less apprentice of her orders leader what fun mean, by singing a song about it and she began wearing pink again. Much to the dismay of her leadership who told Sy’ra over and over again that Pink is not a Sith colour she needs to wear either Black, Red.. or other dark shades. Sy’ra rebelled against this concept stating that it was a symbol of passion. She was forced to face the head master’s  apprentice in a duel.. if she would lose she would die.. if she would win she would be allowed to wear Pink. The apprentice refused to fight Sy’ra , since they did not wish to kill a friend after which the odd clothed companion  was forced to fight an even more powerful foe.

While she suffered defeat at the hand of Darth Kraujas his  cyborg, she never backed down. As the Darth was about to step up and order her death, two other Darths in order stepped up and said she had proven herself enough, followed by four lords, followed by nearly all the apprentices in the order. Sy’ra gave them a resource they needed, they could not live without any longer. Sy’ra realised that despite codes and faith.. and believes every species in the galaxy has this need for at least some sort of social contact. Since the Sith are so easy to mistrust.. by simply being true in her beliefs that she would never do that she became that golden goose. Sy’ra  experimented how far she could push this. She married Veytria , taking her away from another in the order .. who still wanted to be her friend. She managed to become the godmother of one of the Darth’s children, Alexia Murr and managed to break protocol allowing them to address each other on a first name basis.  She even managed to get partial ownership of a Nar Shaddaa club simply for renting herself out to a Darth outside her order as a friend.

Sy’ra’s life was turned upside down when her wife’s brain condition got worse and she suffered complete apathy. This was the worst that what could happen to anyone in her opinion as she hated people without their own beliefs. Her order crumbled and her best friend and link to the Empire died.. or at least that’s what she thought. She consulted one of the remaining darths of the order. Asking her to make her forget Veytria and her friend.. as Sy’ra unlike other Sith did not use pain and anger as her main emotions to use the force, she used happy memories and the desire to make more of them as her inspiration. Darth Gaur Betrayed this unique sith  and made her belief she was her apprentice.. seeking a new life, the pair arrived at the Azure Academy.

Sy’ra who made it to a lord in the other order quickly grew in the order. Her unique mental techniques like the dark side variant of Malacia and her whole way of thinking outside the box.. not seeing interrogation the same as others would.. but instead showing kindness to the fragile minds to make them slip and then punish them to make them spill even more in confusing surprised everyone. Sy’ra more so than other siths new how mind works. She did not cater to fears and respect. She however  catered to desires, in a non sexual sense. While there were a few suitors, Sy’ra found the male minds to one sided and predictable to ever be interested in.. always favoring them more “unstable” persons, who did have hopes and dreams for themselves. She became one of the most desirable apprentices of her academy, which allowed Darth Jessina to uncover what Gaur had done to her. She claimed Sy’ra as her own apprentice and noticed a reluctance of the girl to cast force lighting , force choke or any other techniques that actual dealt damage.

The girl  even refused to carry a lightsaber most of the times stating she would rather focus on using the force with both hands. Forsaken the ancient practice of Niman, she dabbled more into Sith Sorcery. Darth Vess a Zabraki female that was a powerful force walker despised her pacifist ways and tried to make her flunk her lessons. She told Sy’ra a sith should never care about others that are weaker than them. The pink sith promised that she would prove the Darth wrong before long. A few months later.. Sy’ra managed to mary this Darth.. at her wedding bringing up this statement as a reminder. Now having access to A Darths power base, Sy’ra was promoted to Lord.. the same title she had in the old order as well.  This was very opposed by the Purebloods, the red skinned sith, who also joined  the school Sy’ra now was a student  of.. cursing her for her non traditional ways. However by then Sy’ra had used friendship to win the Loyalty of Darth Jessina, Darth Syrien and Darth Vess. She also had adopted two powerful sith in her family as sisters. Lord Lormia and Darth Ashe.  All loved her like family.. and would fight to protect her.

Sy’ra’s beliefs of togetherness began to grow more and more followers. Enemies she had, she either gave such horrible experiences.. that they would never challenge her again.. for example by making them vomit and impaling them with the vomit using cryokinesis or she befriended them. The best example of the last was the apprentice of her current wife.  Lelianne, a cyborg sith, who was the heir of the Black Blade Mandalorian clan. First seen as a rival Sy’ra never validated this rivalry.. she had already won the girl. This girl could fight that.. but she would lose her love then anyway..because Vess would kill Lelianne out of spite for hurting Sy’ra.  The pink sith instead offered her friendship to Lelianne, basically as a “who knows I may die someday and you can have another shot, but you can’t win by fighting me “ argument. Lelianne took the offer and the two became such close friends, with the cyborg being inspired by ways of the oddest Sith that she swore her loyalty to Sy’ra and that of her clan. Sy’ra helped the clan out and as a sign they now worked for her.

Meanwhile her enemies began to get desperate , this could not be happening, Sy’ra knew very few powerful techniques in the force, but she had so many friends she could seize control of the school without even having to show up. She  never had such intentions so no one could really be convinced that the pink friendly girl  would be bad for them. They were better for Sy’ra than the other way around, which was completely by Sy’ra’s design.. she had only so much time to befriend people….but Sy’ra still offered them something that was missing in the Empire.. someone they could trust. One of the few Sith that also would hang out with non force sensitives, it did not take long for Sy’ra eventually convinced the head of the school guard staff, who was head of his own Mandalorian clan to swear loyalty to her too. Promising he could mary her daughter.. of whom she adopted two, this made sure that the second suitor of her daughter Glissa, A Cathar lord.. would try to suck up with her as well. Like dominoes Sy’ra played everyone.. while still being legit in her friendship.. she made sure these friendships benefited her.

A final showdown threatened  between the classic Sith and Sy’ra’s side. A duel on the other side led by Ahandra Horuset. The showdown.. a debate , was she a true sith?!
Ahandra said that the pink girl  knew less powerful techniques then anyone.. but Sy’ra proved her wrong.. she was friends with so many darths and because she said she feared for her life they all taught her one of their more powerful techniques. When Ahandra said the pink  lacked the strength to be a true icon of the Sith, Sy’ra said .. by simply asking all those willing to help her she could carry a spaceship on her hands. When the pureblood  stated her rival  lacked the passion to be a sith Sy’ra told this tale to her.. proving  has never stopped doing what she beliefs in. Ahandra saw strength as simple muscle density, power as how much electricity your lightning can generate. 

Sy’ra dropped those definitions and looked more at what those feats should be able to accomplish. Pink..not belonging on a sith is simply a one way perception not based on anything as clearly she had nearly defeated every member in her order.. not trough combat.. but by making sure no one could ever strike at their beloved friend. She did not have to scheme to rise to the top.. everyone who meant anything in the order.. at least that was relevant to her told their own weaknesses.. in the hope that Sy’ra could offer advice. They showed their strengths.. wanting to prove to Sy’ra that they could keep her safe when she was scared or upset.. even if that fear might have been amplified. She did not need to plunder and kill to get her wealth because people just willingly gave stuff to their friend in need, which she then bartered until she had wealth. No one noticed what she had been doing because she did not SHOW her power. She did not dress up like a scary monster that needed to intimate because people underestimating her was much more powerful. Simply by being not normal.. and steering away from the path Sy’ra avoided all the obstacles on that path and had a journey no one saw. away from being standard and it payed off.

After that Sy’ra would be promoted yet again, being made a teacher allowed to study Sith Alchemy.  Which she used to make her wife pregnant with a natural born daughter. Darth Vess died in childbirth leaving everything to the Delinda heir. Her Powerbase had now become so great she could claim the title of Darth without contest.  Sy’ra had ample  people that would fight for her.. and much to her own desire they would not die for her.. as she reckoned those who want to live will fight harder than those willing to die! Sy’ra gathered an army of people who had their own desires still meaning they all constantly would improve but tied by bonds ever lasting she did not have to make to much efforts to stay safe.


When a follower did not have those aspirations she awoken them inside them. Like when Lelianne only saw herself as a tool. She was encouraged to find her own way.. which enabled perpetual growth in the loving army of the Pink Sith. Sy’ra took her leave from the academy having learned how to splice animals together she would combined the horses of Endor with the mighty horned Reek and the fluffy sharped fanged Nexu cat.  Once they were done they would give all her friends one of these single horned warhorses.  The school had provided her with all the study materials and students to help her work out the kinks of this secret project, so now she was done here! Risking war with the purebloods would be detrimental now.

As she took into space , Sy’ra had fun experimenting about, while friends kept sharing information with her, keeping her informed keeping her strong without lifting a finger. She became a Darth and the only force power she actively used while pursuing that goal was to give herself a true born daughter. The rest of her force powers.. just for show and misdirection. Who needs force powers when you got amazing friend’s like Syra’s .

This had been established through roleplay so every character that is not Sy’ra or Ragnya is not someone I have written. It is another player that we won for ourselves.  The moral of this story is that everyone needs a friend no matter how “evil” they might be.  Good stuff can happen if you do good. While my OC definitely wasn’t good and could be very cruel she succeeded by being different and showing a kind spirit.
You can be different too and be accepted if you find the right people! Friendships are a power that ended up being proven to be more powerful than the most powerful lords and Darths.. so I do think Sy’ra was right! Friendship IS magic

The Story of Luma: My Online “D&D” Campaign ST6

Hello island guests! Fresh from my day off I come to you today with a very personal post! A story about the online tabletop RPG I have been hosting for well over a year now. A game we have since called ST6: The Curse of Mormo. A contemporary eldritch themed campaign with a lot of possibilities. Featuring a ruleset that allows to be the players to be everything they want. 

Dystopian Near Future

The campaign is set roughly 20 years in the future from the days of writing it.  Which took place in late 2018. The story is set in summer time 2038. So 19,5 years later to be exact. It tells a “What If” type scenario of Donald Trump closing down all the borders to ensure America’s economic self dependence and greatness. Britain was in the process of separating and followed suit. China then followed.. feeling demonized by the rest of the world. So around the times the British left the European Union the world went into lock-down. Borders were closed and people or goods had a hard time moving across one place or another. ( I managed to predict Trump buying greenland as well.. though in this scenario he bought Canada as well) 

The world now enter its greatest economic crisis in forever, known as the great sparseness.  While europe had some of the greatest irrigation techniques there are no cheap parts from china to make it going. While China had the biggest factories they had nowhere to ship it.
Nations became unable to sustain themselves without import and export. Luckily there was Elon Musk, who found a way to “tunnel” into other worlds using his Boring Company.  Wanting to save the world.. but unable to do so because of laws Elon Musk bought Hawaii and moved to it.. in order to be able to share his technologies with the entire world. He only produced five of these devices, because overuse could create rips in reality.

One he shared with Japan, placed in Tokyo,  people who decided to tunnel into worlds devoid of man. Worlds ruled by giant beasts who had no use for the resources that fueled mankind.  Great Britain got one as well, deciding to delve into worlds where mankind is fading, they delved into worlds where man was dying or had died of diseases and plagues.  Hidden deep inside the basements of Buckingham Palace. The European union got for themselves based in Paris, who rebuild the Bastille to keep it safe. They decided to tunnel into primitive worlds, who lacked technology therefore would not miss critical components to it.  One was shared with America, who took a different approach to the rest of the world. Where all the other groups decided to cause minimal harm to the worlds they stole from.. Trump decided to focus on blossoming worlds, with technology more advanced than theirs so America would grow faster than the rest of the world..at the cost of some unworthy ones.

Elon gave some very specific rules on how much these devices could be used, but Trump did not listen. In response other world leaders followed suit. Reality began to tear open. Causing breaching between worlds. Not only trade goods crossed over, all over the world portals began to pop up.. one ways streets, trapping people from other worlds in this one.
Overpopulation skyrocketed and Elon’s devices worked over hours! Yet could not keep up. At this time mysterious dark portals began to appear.. breaches that seemed more irregular and did not seem to spawn creatures yet. To small for that. World Leaders began to act strange.. and took some extreme measures in keeping their people well fed. 

The Fall of Order

 Around 2035 the great cullings began, population control in the newly formed nations. Britain began organising their version of the Hunger Games an annual day where all crime was allowed. Those who would cull would even receive rewards from their government. This was called the great Fox Hunt. In the first hunt King William fell leaving the throne to his wife, Queen Kate. She commanded the country now known as Neo Britannia. Europe united and formed one great nation under one ruler, Emmanuel Macron. Being the most tolerant to breachers, they took a no nonsense issue to crime. Even for the silliest crimes one could be sentenced to death. 

Japan was the only that did not do any culling however it formed a pact. China which was collapsing needed help so a deal was made. Japan would release some of the breached giant creatures upon their lands, after which North Korea would respond with nuclear strikes.. to safeguard their important cities. A fake  justification to decimate the majority of china, only it’s coastal regions left intact. Ever since they formed a new nation known as the three dragons. Toshi-no-miya Aiko Naishinnō would be called their empress but she was heavily influenced by the other leaders.. and her spokeswoman. Trump reformed America into a big corporation, prior to these events.. so he could maintain his rule, not as it’s president but as it’s CEO. During the crisis he began putting just about  every breacher he found into labour camps, those who would not be productive enough would be “fired” ..which he began taking more and more literally as time moved along. Later this began to expand to non breachers as well. Creating Super Soldiers using technology he stole from other worlds Trump ruled with a quite real Iron Hand.

He is more grey, but I haven’t made that edit yet!

The Arrival of Luma

The campaigns story  begins in Amsterdam, which has become a haven for those who are different.  All players, play a breacher from worlds they invent or reinvent, that have either been cast out, managed to flee or somehow hope to regroup in Amsterdam, finding allies and like minded sprites during their Breach Pride parade. Yet a series of vicious attacks is leaving people behind dead. Emptied to death.. left as only a pile of skin and clothes. A larger dark breach has opened and a creature emerged for it. Known as “The Drinker” this creature seems to select it’s targets very randomly, a call goes out to all those able to fied to bring down this mysterious foe. The starting group of players all are connected to this mission in some way, shape or form when  a young elf named M’yr’Lissa.. or Lissa and her boyfriend the nerdy whining Davion find out they have been attacked in a candy store!

Lissa’s Earliest Looks

In this store the group finds an infant girl, with tentacles on her head, bat wings on her head and colossal powers named Luma. Her powers unlike anything the group has ever seen. She unbeknownst to the players is an accidental spawn of an Eldritch being named Mormo. The only Eldritch born in mortal realms, from a mortal body. Deemed to dangerous to be left alone, but to innocent to be killed , nor would they have the power if she angers, the party decides to look for her parent. A hooker from the Red Light district who found her egg. It turns out that this hooker was the first victim of the drinker.  A series of incidents occurs, which leads to the drinker killing Davion, as well as the pub owner where the group take refuge. It quickly becomes clear to the group the Drinker is after this mysterious little girl, that is insanely powerful.

Luma

Enslavement

As the group investigates further it seems this creature has some relation to the drug culture in Amsterdam. The vampire of the group Desdemona A Remington tries to drink it’s blood in one of their earliest encounters and goes insane.. seeing visions of in how much pain the creature is. Their mind links and she discovers this creature was sent to kill Luma for she has the power to eat and thus close the dark breaches forming around the world. If Mormo  however can get six particular souls sacrifice, she can open a breach large enough to breach into this world and consume it. Thus the group now has to raise and protect this Eldritch Baby, which is extremely volatile in order to save the world from it’s end.

The Drinker seems to sleep in a lake where some druids are growing weed underwater. Not touched by oxygen at all this weed creatures an even more powerful high and is very popular in amsterdam. Grown by the Cult of the 5 pronged leaf. Crime in this city is run by a man named Lord Brahm a former loyal turned crimelord after working with plenty of them. Having gained incredible insights on crime he gets away with just about everything. After the drinker is slain the group decides to take out Lord Brahm and the Cult of the Five Pronged leaf, as a large breach opens in their camp. A large Eldritch creature tries to show up… summoned here by Lord Brahm to cause havoc during the Breacher Pride Parade. The creature gets nicknamed the Puppeteer and is also known as Horseman Number 5: Enslavement.

The puppeteer, also know as Horseman 5: Enslavement

The group fights off the creature long enough for Luma to gather her energy and blast it back in it’s portal. After which she proceeds to eat this portal. It is revealed that 5 more of these portals exist and if all the big ones are closed the small ones will as well. However eating the smaller ones will make Luma..and the group stronger.. as they since have gained the ability to take on some of the energy of the dark portals.  Now the group has to decide on the best course of action. Save the world as fast as possible..but eating the bigger portals might kill Luma or get her strong enough to stand a fighting chance. It is up to them to decide. Because they are sealing the breaches, they decide to name themselves Seal Team Six (as there were six at the time)

The ST6 Logo

Lord Brahm and the Council of Mormo

A chi’qen  (the player is just a chicken from another world )  bard takes a shine to Luma and adapts her as his daughter.  Not wanting to risk her saftey he convinces the group to go after Lord Brahm to keep Amsterdam safe and eliminate those who want Luma dead. Perhaps in his house they can find clues.. When they arrive their however it is shown that his house is no longer there. It vanished, but dark energies surround the premiss. If the group takes Luma along, they can enter the plains of R’lyeh where this house now resides, all it’s residents being twisted more and more as even the house itself is being twisted.  The group decides to go in for a stealth mission, but their human viking barbarian Allan Borg, ruins it for them. Causing a riot that get Luma injured.

Lord Brahm

This inspires the Chi’qen to develop more into a healer, learning a spell from the five pronged leaf druids called Magic Mahealuana. It also means that the associates of Lord Brahm flee before fully revealing themselves. They discover that Lord Brahm recently had a wife named Nienke, still a lawyer who was pregnant with his daughter. A painting on the wall began to show a tiny tear.. and began whispering to him..turning into the depiction of a pale tentacle haired woman.. Brahm fell in love with. This woman named Mormo spoke to him.. telling him she needed a vessel to walk this earth until she could hold him in his own arms. He along with five others would work on bringing her body to the real world. He sacrificed his wife.. to give Mormo a body! All that had to happen was six sacrifices to be made.The Child, The Father, The Predator, The Knight of Death, The Animal and the Queen. Since the group consisted out of Luma, her adoptive father, a vampire, a axe wielding death dealer, a trickster kitsune and a water elemental queen at the time.. the group deduced this prophecy was about them.

Queen Mormo

In their first major dungeon the group could reconstruct some of Brahms memories as his house and memories became linked in this plane. Trough seeing his memories they saw a man playing a piano with nienke sitting on his lap hiding his face. But the others joining Brahm where Trump, Macron, Empress Toshi and  Queen Kate. Their ways to cull the population, only a ruse to seek for the sacrifices to release Mormo. Proceeding further into the Dungeon the group finally faced Lord Brahm and finally slaying him. Upon his final breath he uttered an apology to his wife. “I’m Sorry Nienke.. I was deceived… I am sorry Luma.. that you have never been born”
After his death, his plain on r’lyeh collapsed sending the group back to Amsterdam.

The council of Mormo before I made animatedd renditions

Aragorn and Dr Light

The group now knew who they had to take down, four world leaders while discovering the identity of the Piano man. Yet they would not be able to enter London without a proper vehicle. Searching through their former base they discovered that the tavern owner used to be a Valkyrie , she was a breacher who hid who she really was and took on the guise of Tante Roosje “pub owner” .. using this ring the group could summon the mystical carriage Aragorn, which would change shape. It began for them.. as a Mitsubishi Chariot which they could summon by whistling a fitting melody. However this car would only get them so far. A mysterious mailman from a desolate world shows up at their place of residence asking for a mysterious parcel the water elemental had on her. In this world she took on the job of being a delivery person to make some cash but due to being bad with technology she lost where this package was supposed to go.

Johnathan Douglas, The Sevent Courier of New Vegas

Containing an item this mailman named Johnathan Douglas had wanted another item and a letter led them to the trail of it’s sender, claiming they were fighting for London’s safety the sender talked about a way of getting into London.  Telling his base was hidden in Amsterdam’s Madame Tussauds the group decided to visit the museum. At the desk they were greeted by a little mushroom man, which they tricked into letting them into the museum for free. Which would end up getting him fired and later on meeting the group again. Underneath a box where the wax figure of Albert Einstein sat on the group found a stairs into the secret lab of Dr Light. A scientist who has discovered the truth on his own.. and has partnered up with Dr Wiley to take down Queen Kate before she can cause mayhem at the great hunt. However Dr Light reveals that Dr Wiley has since flipped sides for mysterious reasons! He is now developing killer robots for Kate so she can cause greater bloodshed during the Great Fox Hunt that is just 10 days away.

Luckily Dr Light had developed two items to stop his now rival. Rush the robotic dog can  modify any car and give it the ability to fly for a “short” distance as well as the DNA Sync Software he made for his own robot Rock. However Rock is unfinished. Using the Water Elemental however he should be able to adapt it into a device people can wear. If they have been exposed to breach  energy they should be able to copy parts of one’s genetic make-up that allow people to use the ability of other “enhanced”. Dr Light believes that his group of resistance fighters, can take down the three supporters of the queen that will turn the next Fox Hunt into a Blood Bath.. and so the party ventured to London.. to the mansion of one of their allies! Vampire Hunter Joseph Joestar. 

And this is a story for next time!

XO
Pinkie

Order and Chaos 2: Four priests and a blacksmith

Hello there my little monsters, welcome back to another installment of my fanfiction work “Pokemon Order and Chaos” , the second part of this series, Welcome to Wuqu, you can find by clicking on the name or by opening the fanfiction tab on the homepage. In the last episode we saw two priests of Alola, leading Team Oblivion travel to the “world of chaos’ where another criminal team.. or the very world they live in have to be stopped, in order to protect the regular Pokémon world.
But this new world was very different then their own, humans and pokemons are enemies rather than friends, with the ones people own being nothing more than tools. Professor Azalea took Luther and Nils into a waiting room, saying their new team members would be there shortly.

A rough wake-up call
William woke up from drooling on his own hand, his head hurt, what happened? Where was he even? The blond man in an ornate black robe looked through the room, it looked like a simple bedroom, in the middle there was an old tv sitting on a carpet a weird device was sitting in front of it, to his direct north there was a desk with a computer to his east there was a plant and some pokemon-dolls for some reason, and to the north east there was a door, with a keypad. Was he a prisoner? Who would capture a priest of Kōngjiān? He was a noble servant of the goddess C’ra, the lady of rainbows, though other fates in this world honoured the same god they all worshipped a different aspect of her, his one focussing on her kindness and goodness. He was a noble man, that never got in any trouble. Suddenly William began to remember, he received an envelope that he had been selected to be a Pokémon trainer,  tributes from every city would be selected and pitted against each other in teams, and the winning team would be welcomed into the safe zone. He did not want to join in, but with Neo Aether.. he guessed there was little choice. Deducing the envelope must have been laced with a knockout agent this feeling was now more enforced then ever. That was the exact moment William found out he had been handcuffed to the bed. ‘What in C’ra’s name is going on?’ William shouted out in frustration, at that time the tv began playing a message.
‘Welcome to the wonderful world of Pokémon, you can call me professor Azalea and this is a Pokémon’ The professor being displayed on the screen took out a white headed  creature with a greenish body, holding a big flower over it’s head. The professor then continued his message. ‘Soon you will receive your very own Pokémon well most of you will, I have 6 tables with 3 Pokémon each, each team.. you will find your teammates as you continue.. can send one member to one table to pick a pokemon from. Currently there are 24 participants, so one team will have no pokemon, so it is with great sadness that i have to announce, the last team to arrive will be………executed.’  With that the message cut out, William sprang up from his bed, he had to escape this room and he had to do it now!

The easy way out
In a room next to William’s Colvill looked at the same message with a wide array of feelings. Most of them a hunger for food. His passion for edibles was reflected by his posture. He was a large greasy man , with disheveled hair and a poorly groomed beard. He smelled of sweat and cinders, the scents of his forge, a place that had been recently burned down by some circus freak fucks, who apparently were pissed at him for making weapons for Neo Aether. He lost his wife when he lost everything else… but that was when he got the invite to become a trainer and earn a better life.  Right after that he woke up here, perhaps he should not have licked the letter. Covill tried to put things together in his head, executed was a bad thing right? So that means he has to get out of the room fast? Well Colvill was pretty sure he could, and without much thinking he stepped out of the bed, noticing he was cuffed to it he lifted up the bed and slammed it on the floor until it broke. ‘There we go, I hope there is a cafeteria in the next room’ Colvill said to himself, walking to the door he noticed it was locked. Without even looking at the keypad Colvill walked to the plant, he picked it up and rammed open the door. Unfortunately for him it was something of a walk in closet, filled with weapons and armors. He found a nice hammer, but armorwise it was all leathers and kevlar and the likes.. he did not like that. So instead he used his weapon to tear up some of the weapon lockers, strapping some of the shrapnel to his body as very improvised plate armor. ‘Now this is an armor hohoho, Colvill said when bashing open the next door, not even realising it was never locked. In the next room, two guards were patrolling, by the looks of the explosives strapped to them, they were some of the many neo Aether forced labourers,  the room had been set up so there were many routes to sneak past, Colvill just smiled and readied his hammer.

Four, five…. where’s the last one ?
Luther was  playing with his skrelp knife, while waiting for someone to pop out of the vaults, he saw Azalea’s message on the tv a bit earlier, if he would get killed for the failure of others, he would drag them all along to the abyss. Loud screams came from the vault labeled number five, the others were remarkable silent. Suddenly the sound of metal hitting metal became deafening as door five began to twist its shape. But it was not Colvill who met Luther and Nils first, Vault number three opened. A young woman, wearing a black bodysuit and a bandana as crimson as her hair walked out of the vault, wielding two pistols clearly a set as their looks where mirror images of each other. Without saying anything, she sat on a chair furthest away from the priests as soon as she saw the six finger print system of the final door. ‘And who might you be my daughter’ Luther began to her. ‘Not your daughter’  was his only reply after which the woman went silent again, covering her ears at the annoying sound of Colvill destroying his vault door. Finally he was successful, the blacksmith stepped into the room looking at Luther and Nils. ‘Hey you guys look weird, do you know where we can get any food?’ was Colvill’s first line to the ‘former’ Team Oblivion members.
‘No my son, but I bet if we get out of here, there will be food aplenty’  Luther spread his arms as he said this in a welcoming motion, to which Colvill just looked confused. ‘Dad? Didn’t you die like a long time ago?’  Luther’s eight eyed masked stared back coldly. ‘Ah i see , you have not been blessed with intelligence but with great strengths, No i am not your father my son, I am Abyss Prophet Luther, but you can call me dad if you like the same goes for you lady with the rag.’  Without looking the woman replied ‘Scarlett and I won’t call you dad’.
Colvill joined in ‘I am Colvil and no  my dad is my dad , you are not my dad, he’s dead…so I think calling you dad would be very confusing’ ‘Suit yourself my son, I am just happy to see these beautiful children I will share this journey with. At that moment William escaped his vault, seeing Colvill’s bloodied hammer, two ominous looking priests, and a very annoyed looking woman, he prayed to C’ra their sixth member would be something the goddess would smile upon.  Yet the sixth vault did not open and no sound could be heard. ‘Perhaps we should retrieve our sixth member, it may not be conform the rules but I am very allergic to being executed, I think none of you take it well either huh’ Luther once more took the lead in the conversation, which immediately went dead when Colvill began hitting the unopened vault with his hammer. 

he mysterious Sue
Sue was just laying in her bed enjoying her music, she noticed an old guy pop up on the tv earlier which showed her a floette, which was nice but she was listening to her music and it was just at the good part. She was chained to the bed, but selected to be a trainer. They would come get her when it was time, this bed was more comfortable as the beds she had in her Fǎnwùzhí order of C’ra.  They were called the tech priests. They revered C’ra for her wisdom and her ability to promote evolution in mankind in the form of advancing technologies and new lessons to learn each day. Her walkman was one of her most precious possessions , the lyrics people made and the sounds people made really gave her an insight in humanity as a whole. And it kept her ears warm as well.
Suddenly Sue noticed 5 strange figures popping over her head… well four, the fifth was clearly a Kōngjiān.’Can I help you’ Sue asked casually. Colvill just grabbed her while telling, we need to get out of here fast.  William was kind enough to give the white haired lady with emerald eyes a weapon, but it was to late for her to get an armor, so she was stuck in her black and white priestess robes with gold painted walkman still half on her head. The group held her hand against the scanner as they did their own, exchanging names in the process. Unlike everyone else Sue did take up the offer to call Luther dad.
In the next room professor Azalea was waiting, with 3 Pokéballs on each table, even though Sue coasted it, it appeared they were the first. William however decided this was a good moment to speech. ‘You can not just execute the final team , that would be monstrous, like Colvill here killed your guards, was that worth it?  How can you be this evil , I do not want to have anything to do with your organisation’. Professor Azalea signed ‘those guards were criminals on death row, however their guild could not be entirely confirmed so they got offered this task, if they survive, they are pardoned, if you execute them, nothing had changed. They mostly are thieves who steal from the organisation for their own survival, though I can not say I condone the law, I must follow it as must you, the individual is not powerful enough to stop this organisation, and the organisation is much needed to protect us from the pokemon’
Luther interrupted  scientist and said ‘You have made pokemon your enemy in my world we are friends, you have brought this faith upon yourself’.  Azalea scoffed, it was not the people out here, that shot at Ho-oh when it attacked the capital of freedom, it was not Wiliam over here that riled up the beedrill of twisted tree forest to attack everything on sight. When your ancient king of Kalos activated that weapon all those years ago, and nearly wiped Pokémon out of existence, do you still think it’s the fault of the people living in Lumiose today?’ Luther was silenced by the man’s knowledge of his world began to wonder what he got his old self into.

A whole new world to live in.
looked as Sue walking to a table and picking a Pokéball , without even looking she opened it while excitedly shouting ‘I choose you Aipom’ having picked an actual Aipom. He walked over to a table to see if they had any names labeled, perhaps his old eyes where failing him but he could not see. As Sue let her new aipom climb her shoulders, Luther noticed his table had a Joltik, an Inkay and Litwick. As Luther grinned he picked Inkay to be his new starter. Scarlett settled for a Bulbasaur, which shared a table with a Fennekin and a Popplio. Colvill chose a Growlithe which he named Sunny Boy, he would never pick some stupid crab, or some girly plant thingy..though they looked tasty. William picked a Gastley , something he was clearly not very familiar with and Nils settled on a Houndour sharing a table with a Poliwag and an Drowzee.
With his Pokémon selected William confronted Azala again about the executions, whom assured William that in fact there was only three teams and Neo-Aether just wanted to profile how they would help themselves in a crisis, they always did that in case that the trainers would rise up against the state, Aether would already know how they think and deploy countermeasures, a mere safety protocol against rebellion, and something detailed to go with their trainer passport.
William not agreeing with this Modus operandi  noticed a second door opening, revealing another group of six. They all picked their pokémon, William especially noticed the boy named Weiss, wearing a restraining jacket, and all sorts of bugs in his hair , he picked the Joltik as his partner and challenged luther for a battle. Nils rival was a young  boy, about 15 years old, dressed in a “sentai’ cosplay, claiming he thought Nils looked like a villain and it was his way of the hero to defeat him.
Luther however declined his challenge by Weiss, his eye was caught by one of the others, the one the other team had chosen as their leader.
She walked over to the table Sue had picked her Aipom from, nicknaming it Aster.
Luther.. looked at the remarkable similarities. Her eyes shown crimson her hairs as black as ebony kept in a tomboyish model, wearing a burlap cape, that had been outfitted with some dark scales. Wearing short grey shorts held up by a simple red string, and high socks which seemed to hold up a “mega ankle bracelet’  and grey sandals. Weiss kept begging Luther for a battle, but his gaze and ears where fixed on the interaction of the two mysterious women. When the ebony haired lady went to Sue Luther’s suspicions were confirmed. She bowed for the white haired woman while saying “Hi my name is Zinnia would you do the honour of battling me?’

Thus ends the second chapter of this story, in the next episodes our heroes will face their first battle, or well at least some of them, and they will venture out in the streets to find Hobart , the headstrong Hobo, the gym leader of Rathole town. How will they deal with the issues of this new world, and what is up with people of the past showing up? Find out in the next episode!
Remember to stay hydrated, stay healthy but most of all stay pink!
Until we read again!