I Have Pretty Much Same Problems. You Know, It's Relatively Hard To Keep Main Character Almost Backgroundless

With Dialga and Celebi around, you can never be sure.

come on hau you can do it

I specificially wrote protagonist in such a way so he can be viewed as backgroundless as possible, because I want to develop his personality without his origins restricting me. Yes, it seems strange, but I don’t want to go into the “And now our hero, Vladimir Sorokin / John Bush / %insert_accidental_traveller’s_original_name_here/% is going to change the world according to his looks, because they are the only right looks in the entire universe” - I’ve got enough of this, even if I never wrote anything in such a way. I never put up his original name, home country, city and such - I don’t want to characterise his background further than his hobbies and his thoughts about canon events. He just does what he wants to do - develops a vectored gravity control system, which allows reactionless movement (like “Tantalus” core on “Normandy” from Mass Effect or Megarig’s engine system from Pokemon movie #11), helps with deploying “Shining Star” strategical satellite (somewhat like “Icarus” from “Die another day”), that can both project reflected solar light on surface to act as the second sun and attack with superconcentrated beam of sunlight (dozens of times more powerful than “Icarus”’s beam, because “Shining Star” here isn’t the only reflector satellite in orbit - it can recieve reflected sunlight from many satellites in this complex, which have a lot of square kilometres of reflecting surfaces in total, and then concentrate it into a single beam less than a meter in diameter) and such. It’s also thought about by protagonist, that’s possible, that Jiri travelled into the our world and found himself in the protagonist’s original body, along with shards of protagonist’s personality and his memory, so, basically, Jiri here may be the reversal accidental traveller, but I, probably, won’t develop further story on this subject, because I don’t feel that I want to do it. I also don’t want to go along with artifact / Legendary / some out-of-universe being as reason for an accidental travel, because I’ve read enough of this and I’m sick of it. I just want to put it the way “It’ve happened for no reason at all, probability of your return is infinetely close to zero or is zero” to prevent it from interfering with me developing the story the way I want to. Also, protagonist here enjoys butterfly (Gokigen na chou ni natte kirameku kaze ni notte... Wait, not this “Butterfly”) effect very much, but understands, that his knowledge of canonical events is becoming less and less useful with each change in the flow of events, which are going like the chain reaction.

By the way, two megacorps (General Industries and TungusTech), which produce anything, except for Pokemon-special products (that branch of market is occupied by Silph Co and Devon Corporation, which are collaborating with both TungusTech and General Industries by purchasing their products) here compete only on the world market, because if they start war against eachother, they will both fatally lose their nearly-monopolistic positions on regional markets and become very vulnerable for the newborn market competitors, which will be created and sponsored by criminal syndicates such as Team Rocket, Team Plasma and Team Galactic. No CEO wants to destroy his megacorp in such a way, so they are allies in military, especially, when it comes to operations against criminals. Also, excuse me for typo - TungusTech carrier is named “Scimitar”.

@mgrgfan let’s talk ships. So, we both seem to be in agreement that the Hikoukyuu is for the most part fully automated. Though how it would land…you do propose an interesting idea, but that would suggest either that all landing pads are specifically built for that one ship or that there are other nearly identical ship out there.

I’d call it UB-000 Duplication

BEHOLD the ORIGINAL ultra beast.

I think original Hikokyuu is far closer to the “Terror” from https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Master_of_the_World_(novel), which was built by Robur the Conqueror after the “Albatross” and was capable of land travel, submerging, sailing and flight. It was described as small submarine-like ship with wheels on the underside and retractable ornithopter wings, and, although no jet engines were present on the outside, some Parsons turbines were mentioned. Here’s several pictures from DA for you:

“Terror”

Robur the Conqueror along with “Albatross” and “Terror” on the background

“Albatross” again

All of them are pretty close to the Verne’s descriptions, so they’ll give you general picture of these two machines. And yeah, final Hikokyuu may’ve been inspired by the “Albatross”, but original version looks pretty similar to the “Terror”. By the way, I’ve found this early production picture already, but thanks nonetheless.

Here’s that picture of the original Hikoukyuu and Melody’s instrument. Articuno has about…twice its mass in tailfeathers…

@mgrgfan check it out.

Sorry about the weapons section, I’ve just went heavily into the world-building.

TungusTech is named for the place, in which theirs headquarters and the first factory resides. They’re located not very far from the Silph Co.’s Tiksi branch and they work together with them, providing Silphs with computer components and such. However, TungusTech’s series of kinetic strike satellite weapon platforms are named “Project Tunguska” for the famous explosion, which’ve happened in this ‘verse (Rayquaza isn’t omnipresent, you know).

Yes, I’ve based Pokemon SWAT team on this we’ve seen in the Generations.

You’ve got this kinda backwards. Corporates (GI and TungusTech) don’t kill those whom they can’t trust, they don’t trust those they can’t kill and who can kill them. To put this into perspective, if some more-or-less-immortal Legendary with enough power to destroy a city tries to propose something to them, corps will analyze every word, seek for the second, third and fourth meanings, secretly target the meeting area with WMDs, rig the corporate negotiator with a lot of a gear which monitors his/her condition non-stop (in the case of a mind-control or something like this) and only then begin negotiations. If everything goes good for them - great, they’ll lower the defence condition slightly and may even throw a party, not counting that they’ll start to trust this Legendary somewhat more, if it does not break it’s vows. If it goes really bad and greatly endangers humanity (like the, theoretically, Arceus going ballistic and starting throwing city-annihilating Judgements left and right, with no one to reason it back into sanity) - “We’ve got nothing to lose!” and a massive WMDs (mostly fusion charges) strike, which’ll end in the desert made of boiling green glass and a really long winter with a decent chance of killing the “unkillable” (overpressure, temperature and ultra-bright light, created by the thermonuclear fusion explosives, are wonderful things). Thankfully, so far, these were only a simulations of the highest-grade doomsday events and no WMDs were used by the corps (let’s not forget about the ancient Kalos WMD - the AZ’s Ultimate Weapon, which was put to use 3000 years ago and which Lysandre plans to activate and fire once more).

By the way, it does not mean that they are as gentle as the governmental Interpol, when it comes to dealing with humans - they will try diplomacy first, but if it fails and there is no time or place for half-measures, they’ll apply force without any apologies or sorrow. If they want to recruit someone into theirs ranks, they’ll try to get him/her with the description of how working for them is better than working for the current employer, they may help them to get to the safe new workplace (like if the new employee comes from some criminal Team, which is in no way happy about losing their’s members), but, if there is no other options, they’ll use blackmail, threats or plain kidnap to get whom they need. If they are to eliminate someone, they’ll use lethal force without additional doubts. “Assassinate a man and get somebody killed” indeed.

Lawrence III never knew about the corporate “If we can’t kill it - don’t trust it” politic, neither did protagonist, although he starts to suspect it. Yes, both of them were (and are, in the case of protagonist) huge targets, but so far, Lawrence III is too valuable to lose (after all, it was real Jiri, who’ve invented the AI, gravity control systems and the source of nearly limitless energy, while the protagonist’ve created the EOS, which made fully automatic light military vehicles (and some non-military units) possible (EOS units are not self-aware, but they can think abstractly to a some degree and adapt to the new environmental conditions almost instantly) and is currently working on some pretty important projects, including highly advanced teleportation system, which works on completely different principles than the conventional one and can teleport anything, if it fits in the teleportation area).

The corps don’t like Team Rocket and are in almost Cold War condition with them, because one of theirs militarised branches was planning to sneakily attack “Skimitar” and bring it down, but, unfortunately for it, TungusTech corporate army command found out it first and authorised “Skimitar” to perform a pre-emptive strike, as a sort of a “We know what you know about us”.

Except for this type of events (when Teams start to actively endanger corps or humanity in general), they do not really care about criminals, because, as they say, “It’s the problem of the government forces, and we do not feel like doing their’s duties for them for free!”, although GI and TungusTech host several PMCs, which can be (and are being) hired to fight criminals. So far, they mostly serve in the most unstable regions, and there were only four full-scale PMC strike operations, three of which took place in the Southern Unova. However, corps have zero tolerance for criminal activity in the corporate territory (corporate enclaves and some  cities, which, while still considered national-ruled, are really in the possession of the one of the corporations or theirs transcorporate branches) and will quickly eliminate any criminals.

Corps mostly don’t care about the Team Plasma, but the secret part of theirs transcorporate scientific branch, Biolabs R&D, got interested after researching the data about the Genesect Project (which was gathered by the Corporate Army Espionage Service) and scientists in it are currently trying to convince theirs bosses to implant several agents in this Team, because this project is just too interesting and promising. Considering what information it may grant (revival, cybernetic implants, new type of a directed-energy weapon and such), they’ve already succeeded in this - they just don’t know about it yet.

Biolabs R&D is also responsible for the start of the Cipher’s Shadow Pokemon project, because the data about the proto-Shadow-ifiying process was given to the Team by the disguised corporate agents. Biolabs first acquired this data from the Gardevoir, which’ve willingly stripped herself out of any emotions and such and’ve basically turned into the first Shadow Pokemon, which Cipher, if they knew about her, would’ve called XD-000.

@mgrgfan let’s talk ships. So, we both seem to be in agreement that the Hikoukyuu is for the most part fully automated. Though how it would land…you do propose an interesting idea, but that would suggest either that all landing pads are specifically built for that one ship or that there are other nearly identical ship out there.

Thing is, the horizontal-propulsion propellers face in all directions, so for setting course Hikokyuu can just run several of them on high speed, and they will then act as pushing propellers on plane, and Palace will go in new direction without turning it’s entire hull. I think this was a major point to design Flying Palace circulary. Also, Flying Palace reminds me of Jule’s Verne “Albatross”, which was constructed by Robur the Conqueror and had pretty similar propellers on long spindles for vertical propulsion, although “Albatross” was far smaller and had more ship-like design.

Pokedex flying machines entry

“I always thought that Flying Palace (Hikokyuu) uses some sort of anti-gravity propulsion and propellers are just for setting course (ring-mounted change altitude, wall-mounted propells Palace horizontally), and anti-gravity modules are this giant vertical things between outer rings and central building, one of which serves to heroes as slide after the Palace crash.”

Ooh, thank you! Though the propellers seem to be fixed in place no matter the direction the ship is going.

Re-entry (mini-fic)

Six months.

For six months already crew of the “Space Lab Two” was working on pure inertia.

Because Soris Empire fell.

Their families, friends, relatives, co-workers - they were no more.

Killed by the rampant Pokemon, irradiated to death, evaporated in the giant thermonuclear blasts - it did not matter.

The only thing that mattered now was the supplies.

And they were running low.

- Captain, we’ve already overshot our goal by two months, - said the physicist, floating from one wall of the command module to another. - As for now, we have one week at most, then air reprocessors won’t hold anymore and will most likely fail - I told we needed to replace them three launches ago. Does anyone there want to suffocate to death?

- To be honest... - started the biologist.

- To flak with this pessimism, - harshly said the captain. - There are still people down there, so we may as well as try to get down and try to survive alongside them. Our death up there will be no use to anyone!

- Well, you’re top officer here, so, as you wish, - responded the pilot. - However, there are no infrastructure left to meet us, so, we have to de-orbit our return vehicle in such a way, so we’ll land somewhere near the survivors.

- Do you think it’s such a big problem? - asked physicist. - Even if we, for some reason, won’t use our own surveillance telescopes, we still can communicate with the recon satellite network and get all data we want from them, so, finding the good landing place shouldn’t be that hard. Re-entering the atmosphere and landing, however...

- I can work on that, - said the pilot. - Of course, autopilot shall do most of the job, but, in the event of something, we need to be sure we’ll actually land our and not commence unplanned lithobreaking. Even if our return vehicle is, basically, renamed... 

- Work on it tomorrow. Right now, everyone goes into gravity wheels and takes a nice, long sleep. We need to calculate how to bring twenty-five humans back to Earth safely. We need to get everything ready for it. We will not be able to properly do it in such an exhausted state, so, put these caffeine drinks away and go snore a bit.

-... So, deorbiting at this points shall be fine, - murmured the captain, plotting the course for the return vehicle. - The secondary data pod shall be ejected at this point and then station will commence transfer to the junkyard orbit. Vasilyev - had you located the survivors enclaves?

- Yes, I’ve had, you can see them here, - responded the crewmember, marking several points at main display. - As you can see, we can correct our landing course in the atmosphere itself, so, detaching the return vehicle from the station here shall be fine enough. Also, all of the “Overlord of Skies”-class airships have been destroyed, the most recent one - “Researcher-2″ - crashing in Kalos, and, considering the radiation scans, because of some sort of a reactor failure. It’s good thing satellite network is still kicking.

- Not so good, - said communications operator. - We can’t manually order heavy recon and repeater satellites to fire the engines and transfer themselves to graveyard orbits.

- Do you think...

- Yes. If something goes wrong, satellites will de-orbit and disintegrate upon re-entering atmosphere. And, as you remember, they are powered by the nuclear fission reactors...

- Just like the our station now, since the parabolic mirror was destroyed. Well, shouldn’t they fire engines if automatics onboard detect something going wrong with reactor, such as meltdown or running low on fuel?

- They should, and they also should auto-correct orbit, but, if system goes offline or, what’s even worse, nuts, we’ll have radioactive nuclear fuel sprayed across the world.

- But ISF9 automatics rarely, if ever, fail, - taped the captain, trying to prevent panic. - Besides, it’s not like we can do something about it, so let’s just hope for the best. What about our return vehicle?

- Good, comrade captain. After some tweaking, according to the pre-written instruction for that exact kind of situation - apparently, our guys in FCC were quite paranoid - we’ve modified interior of the lenticular return vehicle to be able to safely house all twenty-five peoples for entirety of return and landing procedures. A bit cramped, but better that, than nothing. What we’ll do with normal 3-seated return pods, though?

- They’ll stay here. After all, there’s no infrastructure left for retrieval operations. the LRV can guide where it lands pretty good, these can’t.

- Goodbye, “Space Lab Two”. We will greatly miss you, - said the pilot, looking in the return vehicle’s main window. The space station, jewel in crown of the Empire’s space program, was left by it’s crew forever and was programmed to eject an emergency data pod at the marker of the landed return vehicle, so knowledge will be preserved. - Proceeding as normal, four hours until touchdown.

- Acknowledged - replied physicist, still thinking about the fate of the space station. - Station will fire engines and transfer to the graveyard orbit in ten orbital periods, secondary data pod ejection will be commenced in three periods.

- Good, - said captain. - Let’s hope this snake-dragon-missile-thing - the green one...

- It’s called “Rayquaza”, comrade captain, - taped the biologist.

- Whatever. So, let’s hope it does not commence orbital interception of our lenticular return vehicle.

- And it applies to our station and satellites too, - grunted comm operator, looking at the map with locations of recon and repeater satellites. - I’m sure no one will like reactor’s active zone dispersed all across the region...

The streamlined lenticular return vehicle fired the small frontal engines and slowly sailed away from the huge station, which has already stopped rotation of the giant centrifugal gravity wheels. then turned and fired main thrusters, decelerating and starting the atmospheric re-entry sequence, while the Space Lab Two continued to silently perish, deactivating life support systems, which were not needed anymore, one after another, and preparing to shut down the reactor as soon as it gets to the graveyard orbit.

- Mom, you’ve told me, that seven years ago, our village’s elder died upon gazing at the shooting star and said some strange words. What did he say?

- Something like “recon”, “re-entry”, “disintegrating” and “all across the...”, upon saying which he died.

- What did it mean?

- Who knows, dear, who knows. After all, he came from the time, when humans made great things, discovered the basis of life itself, cracked the uncrackable and even flew beyond the skies...

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Survival (mini-fic)

Even before she has broken the protective shell of her egg, she could feel something wrong in the world around her. Unlike what it was supposed to be, environmental Aura streams were heavily distorted and plain wrong. Still, she knew that she couldn’t remain here anymore, so, a single strike of organic-metal spike broke a thick calcium shell, allowing small Emmanation Pokemon to enter the outside world.

She looked at herself. Not that she was completely sure, but wasn’t it supposed to be three fingers on her hand, not a four and a fifth opposed one? Could the Aura of this place do something to her? And... why she was thinking so clear for something barely hatched?

Suddenly, her “dreadlocks” felt something angry. Something, that was very interested in freshly broken eggshell and sure, that, whatever has hatched from it, wasn’t far away and would make a pretty good snack. She tried to “fade out” her Aura and took a refuge in ruins, full of sharp metal parts and unsure floors, made of concrete (she was still not sure, where from she knew all that, not nothing of it mattered right now).

She passively Aura-”looked” at her previous resting place and saw a big Pokemon, which radiated hunger and agression, take a look at all sides (literally, because it had three big compound eyes) and then, angry, devour what little was left of eggshell and small flying Pokemon, which has just happened to get near at the wrong moment, while cutting the second one in half with a short swing of razor-barbed tongue. When he left, she carefully returned and, feeling very hungry, finished the agony of what was left of the flying Pokemon and made sure the body won’t go to waste.

At this moment, she couldn’t guess it, but it’ll become her style of life for several next years - find the nearly- or freshly dead Pokemon, cut some of them with self-invented Aura attack and quickly consume it, before real predators or scavengers come nearby. While she had fur color far from being camouflage one, she has managed to make up for it with Aura - she could let world’s streams flow right through her, preventing anyone, who relied on Aura in receiving what was happening around, from detecting her, while also silently using her inner Aura to distort the light, silence the sounds and nullify the smells. She became the stealthiest being in this part of world.

Today was the day she got busted.

Despite all her Aura-based cloaking, despite all of her stealth attemps, one of the local Pokemon has managed to find out about her and, what was the worst, find her.

Now it was chasing her.

Her left leg hurt really bad from getting chemical burn from one of the spits. Because how it wasn’t coagulating, it was, probably, base, instead of acid (she never bothered to think about where from she was getting all of this knowledge - it sorta just happened to somehow get into her head in the least apropriate times). She knew she would be able to use Aura to heal it later, but right now, she couldn’t do a thing about it.

Now, she has managed to drive this to unfinished abandoned building, complete with metal sticks sticking out of walls and just laying here and there.

Suddenly, she tripped on one of those sticks and fell over, quickly trying to get back standing. She succeeded, but situation had already got from “bad” to “really bad”. 

Riolu saw, how a big, angry and strong Pokemon leaps at her, opening a huge maw with lots of sharp teeth, and, not understanding, what she’s doing, rose a big metal stick above her head, while closing eyes and cutting herself from Aura reception.

A monstrous squeak and dying roar of pain nearly destroyed her ears, but, somehow, she was still alive. After waiting for several more seconds, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at what have just happened.

The Pokemon, which wanted to eat her, jumped straight at the thin metal stick and got skewered on it. From what she could tell, he jumped just right to get his heart pierced, so it was of no wonder he died so quickly.

She could feel something strange, something building up in her. The death of this monster - the same one which has nearly killed her several years ago - made her feel some sort of a relieve and... Pride, for what she has done?

On this thought, she felt suddenly getting overwhelmed with some sort of a light, her body getting warped and changed. When it was over, she looked herself over, noticing the dense yellow fur and bio-metallic spike on chest, muzzle getting sharper, feeling the second set of Aura sensors, more power... and a huge hunger. The food was right here, impaled on the metal stick. After so many years of scavenging, she simply couldn’t let such a great fresh carcass go to waste.

After the meal time was over, she noticed something strange in herself. A strange emmanation, which have been present in her since her hatching here, has finally made it’s presence clear. It was dark, cruel, calculative, remorseless... but it was exactly what she needed to survive here, so, she completely embraced it.

Before finally leaving this place, she used several of her “Aura Cut” attacks to chop herself a decent part of this metal stick (”rebar”, as the name for it has suddenly appeared in her mind) and sharpen one of the ends of it. She couldn’t explain, but she felt it’ll help her great time in the future. She couldn’t help but wonder, why does it fit in her five-fingered hand so well.

A quick Aura-accelerated charge with rebar set before her - and prey’s heart gets pierced, ending the fight before it had ever began. A second decisive strike - and it’s mate dies with severed spinal cord. Since she has become Lucario, she finally stopped being a mere scavenger and became quite a death player here herself. While she still was not an apex predator here, she haven’t lost her stealth skills (in fact, she has continued at ever-enhancing them) and always knew when to fold her plans. However, she still never risked approaching groups of humans with firearms. While human bodies were fragile and could be destroyed with aa single maxed-out Aura Sphere or similar attack, their guns, loaded with something they called “Ripper rounds”, could quickly (and very painfully) kill most of the local Pokemon. Attacking humans was just not worth it, especially after how they’ve firebombed a place from air, after one of the mightiest Pokemon here had killed fifty humans.

She knew it was a trap.

Somehow, whoever stood behind those Pokemon and co-ordinated their doings, has lured her into this very narrow valley and locked her in it.

She stood proud, clenching the sharpened rebar in her left hand. Lucario knew, that it may be not of much use here, but she wanted to be ready to give her all.

Suddenly, she felt a human presence getting stronger behind them. It definitely was a woman, which, for some strange reason, wanted to see the fight with her own eyes (not without backing herself up with some Protects, several additional Pokemon guards and a firearm, of course).

She concentrated her Aura sense on this human woman... and saw something very dark in her soul. This darkness, while different from the one which gave the Lucario her power, was still somewhat familiar. This darkness brought understanding. There was no use in fight, because like has no need to fight like.

- I surrender, - sent a peaceful Aura message Lucario, while slowly lowering the rebar. - I sense no need in fight.

- Why is that? - asked human woman in somewhat defiant voice, but deep inside, the dark power in her soul became interested.

- Because you bear darkness, as do I. Even if they are different, like does not need to fight like. I think we can achieve something greater if we allow our darknesses to work together.

- Hm. You tell truth. Readings of my sensors tell me, that you are different from the normal Lucarios and your abilities are almost on par of those of the low-level Legendaries. Do you know, why is that?

- The darkness of this land has touched me. Changed me. Gave me the bliss of power, - replied Lucario, feeling some strange pride rising in herself.

- Yeah, you are the only introduced Pokemon I know who has managed to survive on border between Tunguska and real Soris, - said the human woman. - So, to Pokeball stage we go?

- I do not know what do you mean, but I’m ready, - replied Lucario, seeing, how human tosses the small spherical device with strange markings towards her, how this device opens, how her body slowly, but painlessly, gets warped and twisted in all ways possible and some, that are essentially impossible, then everything settles down and calms, then disturbance arises again - and she stands before human once more.

- Absolutely no resistance! - wondered human, looking at Lucario.

- Why should I resist something, that will allow me to unite my path with other bearer of darkness and help me achieve something greater? - calmly asked her Aura Pokemon.

- I’m happy about it, actually. So, do you understand, that from now onwards, you will obey all of my orders?

- I most certainly do.

- So the darkness in our souls will become one and open a path to something greater?

- Absolutely.

-... You’re the strangest Pokemon I’ve ever met. Anyway, nice to get you in my team. I assign you tactical designation “Blue Rapier”.

- I thank you for that. And... how should I call you? Mist...

- No, not this crap! - objected human, then gave the Lucario an evil twisted smirk. - Simpy “K” or “Commander” would suffice.

Mew.

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