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April 6
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February 14
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January 16
The Tower of Cats has been cleared! You can now re-challenge the Cat Tower, either alone or with your friends. Meanwhile, a new Challenge Tower has begun. Join the fight against legions of Pidgey in the Tree of Worms!

December 3
Patch Notes 1.2 are out! Check out the developer update to learn more.

Also, drop by the Surge Steppes to help Professor Ash in the new side quest: Steel Yourselves!

November 13
Hot, crawling darkness gathers in the settlement, and shadows slither towards a manor on the edge of town. Signups for the Noonlight Raid are now open!

And also please welcome back C0D13, our premier bug-busting AI and diligent customer service assistant!

October 25
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September 23
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June 6th
The corruption has been pushed back, and Professor Ash also wants your help cataloguing the ecology of the now accessible Asper Region!

Frolic in the fae woods of the Birchwild Grove, get lost in the creeping fog of the Misty Timberland, or marvel at the vast and thunderous Surge Steppes! There's dozens of new Pokemon to catch, or you could set up the coffee shop of your dreams in our new, gothic-themed settlement!

Wondering what happened on Beta Island? Check out the new Codex page here!

For further details, check out our Patch 1.1 Patch notes!

May 16th
With C0D13 and Kyogre defeated, we're ramping up to roll out the next BIG update: Asper! Check out all the balance changes and details in our 1.0 Pre-patch!

April 11th
The STORM is bearing down, so with all the prepping taking place on the island we've done some of our own. Check out the functionality changes for Spawning and Catching, as well as our updated pricing here!

April 5th
With the Beta Island Quest Line finally completed, we are moving into the penultimate arc of this season: THE STORM. Check out the details in the link!

January 17th
New spawn types, an update to the Beta Island questline, and two new forum skins! There's a ton of new goodies packed into this update. Check out the finer details here!

December 28th
Since our Beta launch we've been hard at work adding, tweaking, and fixing. Patch 0.2 is all about quality of life improvements and getting the site running as smooth as Silcoon. You can check it out here!

December 18th
Patch 0.1 is here, and with it, the opening of Beta Island! This glorious, sunlit isle is just a hop, skip and a shipwreck away from the Asper mainland, and is full of lush, untextured jungle, buggy beaches, and Pokemon that run according to their programming.

If you find any glitches or abandoned technology, bring it to Codie at the Glitch Report.

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Big Bee • Bandana Guy Round 2 Posts: 686 Trainer Class: Player Name: Bryan Nautilus OOC Username: Ladybug Arena Points: 49	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Big Bee on Jan 30, 2024 19:16:30 GMT 9 Jaws was a garbage medic. He was a lousy bridge partner, a horrendous gardener, he couldn't solve a crossword to save his life, and frankly his crocheting skills could use some work. But despite all that he was still a purebred guard dog with muscles of pink quartz, a heart of solid gold, and a tank top of wet cotton. And damn if that dog couldn't move when someone was in danger. He fell faster than Bee and hit the sand first, stony legs rippling the dunes as if they were un-stirred jello. With one eye on his master and one on the incoming meteor storm of debris, he set off running. "YO BOSS I GOT CHU!" he called, and as Bee double-jumped Jaws judged the momentum and launched himself back into the air. He caught Bee like a Frisbee. Held tight in quartz arms, Bee shuddered. The corruption seeped into his arm, and his heart strained to pump the toxin away. "I can't feel my hand," he complained, and Jaws growled like a rock tumbler. "HEAD FOR THE CANNONS!" Jaws roared over his shoulder, and he took off up the dunes towards the embankment that had been firing on them. Orion would either see them, hear them, or already be up the hill fighting monsters with his fists of fury. This wasn't the time for delicate coordination. It was time to amscray. The cannons fire again, and a pair of loud BOOMS roared from the embankment. Bolts of orange light lit the sky like a bad tan. The ship, already falling, was shattered like a vase before a semi-trailer, and any remaining control was converted to pure kinetic energy. The sky fell. And the bandana bros ran like chicken little.
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orioncayge • Bandana Guy Round 2 Posts: 770 Trainer Class: Arena Points: 20	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by orioncayge on Feb 14, 2024 12:09:31 GMT 9 Remnants of the ruined arc rained down as 'Rion ran like a roadrunner down rusty colored dunes. On one hand he was sure as fuck glad him and his homie were back on the ground and not dealing with...whatever the fuck that was honestly. The whole thing had kinda come out of fucking nowhere, but honestly something about remnants of corruption seeping into the whispers of the past felt...thematic. Like that thing was some sort of lingering malevolence formed from the despair of the before time. Running from the sins of the past in the sands of time. Another column of concrete crashed too close for comfort, causing cascades of dust to cluster into clouds that chased Orion in his wake. His eyes set themselves upon Bee and his guard dog, and soon he was on their tail. "We've got to make like a tree and get the fuck out of here!" He cried out over the clamor of conflict. Another array of shots crashed into the crumbling construct, booms bellowing out from on high like thunder. He didn't like the way his friends arm looked one bit, and he sure as shooting wasn't a doctor and couldn't- Heal. Slapping his forehead he would call out UNOVR's number one sports physician, Gilgamesh the whimpod. The bug hit the sand with a thud, and another boom sent the cephalopod crashing to the soil in fear. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" In hindsight, this was perhaps not the best idea. "Gil!" Orion called out, scooping the bug up. "I'm gonna do some shenanigans on my end, but I need you to take a look at Bee's arm." He would open his UI once again and this time equip the Catalyst class. Once upon a time the shining light of GAY Lasers had chased the corruption out, perhaps a little juice to the healer would help him mend his homie. Gil upon looking at Bee's injured arm would leap from his masters arm onto the Bandannadito's shoulder. "That don't look right." The bug would mutter under his breath. "Can you wiggle your fingies at all Mr Bee?"
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Big Bee • Bandana Guy Round 2 Posts: 686 Trainer Class: Player Name: Bryan Nautilus OOC Username: Ladybug Arena Points: 49	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Big Bee on Feb 15, 2024 13:02:01 GMT 9 Rainbow light scattered across Bee's arm, soaking into his wound and fighting off the darkness. Catalyst was the closest UNOVR had to an 'alternative medicine' subclass, but as the multicolored fractals played across the corruption, Bee could already feel the infection retreating. Big Bee wiggled his fingers. The joints were stiff, and it felt like there were little shards of ice lodged in his veins. But are he grit his teeth and worked the digits that ice seemed to melt. "Thanks Gil." Jaws hauled the trio upwards, his heavy steps sinking into the shifting sand with every stalwart step. Orbital bombardment from the shattered ship slammed into the dune like buckshot fired at a tranquil pond. A pillar here, a chunk of hull there, each piece of the ancient boat sending out deep rippled as it came to rest in the sand. A chunk the size of a kitchen chair slammed into Granbull, driving him to the ground. Bee cried out, but the big dog just held his master tighter and pulled himself up onto one sturdy knee. He was a guard dog! A good dog! And damn if he was going to get wiped out by a damn rock. Jaws growled, and the sound rumbled in his throat. "Yo boss," he said, rising back onto two quartz feet. "Hold on tight." Bee gripped the stony facade of his dog as a blazing blue heat aura ignited around him. It wasn't fire, or battle spirit, but draconic energy. Granbull threw his head high and howled his outrage to the skies. He ran, sure and steady at first but quickly speeding up to a furious, lumbering charge. Azure energy poured off him as he tore a path up the dune. He was a juggernaut, plowing through the sand like a runaway snow plow. They reached the top of the dune and Jaws quickly dropped Bee onto the sand before he collapsed against the outer wall of the cannon installation. "Jaws!" "Gimme...a whole bucket...i gotta time the boss..." slurred Jaws. "You rest up," Bee said, helping Jaws slide down the wall until he was resting on the sand.

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orioncayge • Bandana Guy Round 2 Posts: 770 Trainer Class: Arena Points: 20	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by orioncayge on Jun 5, 2024 13:06:41 GMT 9 It was a bit of give and take, it would appear. Whatever strange and alien creature was giving the Arc the business was fucking sending it, shot after shot ripped into the air, trails of phantasmal sparks and the crack of fractal light screamed through the stratosphere. Each shot was returned with raining rubble, rocketing downwards to the ruins it had once been rooted in. Orion was unsure if the enemy of his enemy was really his friend in this case, and with a freshly fucked up friend he wasn't too keen on finding out. He'd had enough fucking around in this god damn sand, that was for sure. Couple that with Jaws being down, tended by Gil who was trying to gauge if the guard dog had a pokeconcussion or not, and he wasn't feeling particularly like going on his last crusade for any lost arcs or temples of dune for that matter. "I think it's time to make like a chip and get the fuck outta here." Orion turned to Bee and scowled a bit. "Much as I hate running from the fun, you and Jaw aren't feelin very froggy, and whatever is on those other dunes needs us like...froggy as fuuuuuck. Like, bullfroggin at minimum, and buddy." Nodding sagely he would shake his head and turn back to the gang. "We are not bullfroggin right now. Not one fuckin bit." A sigh escaped his lips, equal parts frustrated with the situation and himself for letting any and all of this get out of hand. "As curious as I am about what the fuck any and all of that was about, I'm not about to push our luck. I'm thinking we regroup at like, Joes, get our shack snack on, some psuedobooze in our bellies, and contemplate what the hell just smacked us about so next time it wants to catch hands we can turn it back into a relic." The desert had taken a tentative W this time, but next time? Orion was going to be ready for whatever it had to throw at him. He had too.

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Big Bee • Bandana Guy Round 2 Posts: 686 Trainer Class: Player Name: Bryan Nautilus OOC Username: Ladybug Arena Points: 49	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Big Bee on Jun 6, 2024 18:02:00 GMT 9 "I think you're right. If this situation is a big old frog, then I'd rather we hop on outta here then end up chumps formerly known as Prince." He rubbed his head where he'd landed on the sand. "Maybe Gil should check me over next," he said with a grin. He hauled himself up, returned Jaws to his Pokeball, and made for a stage-left exit along with his emotional/physical support bro. As the pair trekked away across the dunes, whatever was holed up in the fort just kept on blasting at the remains of the ancient ark. Bee looked back as they crested a dune, and like Orpheus catching a glimpse of his disappearing love he noticed movement in the fort. No. Of the fort. The protruding edges of the square-faced creature shook off years of packed particulate. Listless legs of concrete and accretion pulled up from the dunes as the fort hauled itself to its sedimentary feet. "Orion! Look behind us!" Bee shouted, pointing as the building they had been courageously huddling behind began to walk. It moved like a lead tortoise with limestone legs. The dune shifted beneath its bulk, and the fort half-slid down the far face of the hill. Wordlessly, Bee watched as the building trudged off into the opposite direction, its gargantuan footprints quickly filled by the sands. Within minutes it had reached the border of the Corruption Zone, a tangible curtain of dark energy that hung over the Northern section of the desert. "No!" Bee cried, as the creature stepped over the line and disappeared into the miasma. He frowned. "It...it really shouldn't be able to do that." The creature was gone, leaving only the blasted remains of the corrupted ark, and an unstable dune where it had been resting. Big Bee rubbed his arm absently. Gil's ministrations had purged the injected Corruption and sealed up the worst of his gashes and lacerations, and all that remained of the day's adventures were a constellation of deep, sour bruises. It was shocking that blood could turn so many colors! He winced as he touched an especially tender bit, and pulled him hand away. "No touching," he muttered, making a quick mental note to go and drop by the Thunderfall Shrine. Bee had had plenty of bumps and scrapes before. Digital bruises hardly bothered him anymore, and certainly weren't worth deep inspection or thought. Even when one of them looked exactly like a bloodshot eye.

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