There is a potential so pure in your nature that it be nexus between diviner and rapturewhere freedom finds the fire of Prime Creator deep in the brain's interior, a glandular mind expander. 

PHASE 01: the new moon

            Another day; another letter upon your doorstep.

Fanciful words whisk away; allusions to God , doubt, perception -- loss, and something missing. Your supplies dwindle, ravaged by the endless night. Everybody's bellies are empty; tensions are high.

        You receive a letter to meet at a designated location. All of the gangs are there when you arrive; and they are gawking. Gawking at a supply table; fit with everything you need. Weapons for the Medics; Medicine for the Convicts, Winter Supplies for Toxic Fist. Accusatory stares are passed from person to person, wondering who had enough nerve to play such a condescending prank. Paranoia and suspicion rose. Beggars could not be choosers; but Convicts leaves empty handed.

I've been dying to finally meet you.

Tensions rose higher. Hunger persisted. There is a letter, a letter to meet at the illustrious Pokemon League. A building known as a deadzone-- for the Champions and Megas; powerful battlers, trapped within. Going there was a death wish, and yet... You find yourself on its doorstep anyway, breathless from the mountain hike. The doors open for you, and you, with every other gang at your heels, walk inside. It's empty, miraculously. The undead are nowhere in sight, and you are lured by the sound of beautiful music. 

In the grand entryway; you finally meet the author of the anonymous letters. Going under the name AJNA PURI; the sigilyph stands, uncanny, with the pull of gentle music pouring from his spectral wings. Co-leading with his husband and body guard, ASIM PURI, he has come with a swarm of Oblivian Immigrants; going under the name of the "PURI FELLOWSHIP". With a voice like woven silk; the tension he strung finally snapped under the pressure of the truth. 

I was the one behind the moving of the moon.

And for what reason? To show his power, to treat all of us like ants to be crushed? Doubt became baffled cries of protest. Suspicion became outright distrust. He tells them they have bigger threats they cannot face alone-- The KALOSIAN MILITARY. He tells them that he has been watching them "senselessly fight", and finds it to be a "waste of time." His true goal, his self-proclaimed reason to show off in such a thoughtless way?

It is meaningless to live separately. I will be merging all of the gangs into one.

For who better to lead than a self-proclaimed "god", an army to counteract the one that hunted down the FELLOWSHIP to begin with? 

There was outrage; backlash. The leader of the Toxic Fist, TONYA LOCKHEART, went so far as to attack-- before a Medic intervened. AJNA PURI promised he would see to it that dissent was met with proper punishment; that their fragile egos were not an excuse to continue to act in their own disinterest. 

You are sent home with a bitter taste in your mouth, recalling the destruction of your base; of your friends-- of your loved ones. A destruction that a lunatic with too much power and time on his hands had caused. You leave knowing this is far from the end, and far from the worst thing that a "new gang" in the area will bring. 

The PURI FELLOWSHIP quickly became known as the PURI CULT henceforth, for obvious reasons. 


PHASE 02: THE FIRST QUARTER 

Despite the overwhelming negativity the PURI CULT had been met with, quiet whispers spread. Rooms around various gangs were vacated, only to discover the sudden CONVERSION of many members from gang to fellowship. The recruitment was ceaseless, with many CONVICTS being swept up and away, enticed by promises of their individuality. MEDICS were lured by the promise of their protection; and TOXIC FIST-- whose base saw the most damage, stuck up their nose entirely to the Cult's offers. 

        Their refusal did not sit well with the Cult's lofty minded leader, who paid them a visit-- promising he would get out of their hair, if their leader just came out and spoke with him. 

    Tonya never did. Blood boiled while he waited. A fight broke out, no leader in sight, resulting in the mutilation of a TOXIC FIST member. This unfortunate event ultimately lead to TONYA LOCKHEART, current Don, to surrender herself over to the PURI CULT. XENON SPAUR rose up as leader in her place, taking the shaky reigns of a crumbling foundation.

            AJNA PURI left with the mutilation as a warning. 


The news did not take long to reach the ears of ABSINTHE LERWICK, whose member base had taken heavy hits. She was disgusted when AJNA PURI came to her, completely alone, insisting that the rest of her Convict Base merge with the Fellowship-- insisting he would forgive any transgressions made by them; that they would be well taken care of, and even she would have her place in the Fellowship.

        Naturally, the news was not met well. To have the nerve to ask such a thing was appalling to the Queen. 

It was basically a declaration of war. 

"ABSINTHE
AND AJNA"
@/draakkii

PHASE 03: THE FULL MOON 

        They always knew it would come to this.

The PURI CULT stood off against the CONVICTS and TOXIC FIST in an outright gang war. Whereas MEDICS opted out of the violence, the other three GANGS were swift to go at each other's throats. The fight began with AJNA PURI ripping out the prison's fence and tossing it into their lake; followed by smashing the ANISTAR CITY sundial into their prison base. 

        Casualties began mounting quickly between all three gangs. The fighting was hectic; and blood seeped into the soil. AJNA PURI was partially blinded by a TOXIC FIST member; causing his husband, ASIM PURI, to lash out violently, nearly taking out the newly anointed leader in a fury. It seems like neither side will stop until everybody is dead; but they are not the ones who get to decide their fates today. 


The ground shakes as the outskirts of Anistar City are hit will a small bomb; the source unknown. Panic breaks out, and the gang war seems petty in favor of seeking shelter. Residence is taken underground, in the basements, as the world overhead shakes once-- two more times, before stopping. The fighting has been forcibly stopped, and by who? 

With wounded prides and a tentative "truce", AJNA PURI and ABSINTHE LERWICK go above grounds for but minutes to catch glimpses of the KALOSIAN MILITARY prowling around ANISTAR CITY. It seemed like for now, there was no sense in entangling in one another's hate, when there was a 'bigger enemy' on the playing field.

The gangs hide until the next morning, where everybody takes an uncomfortable, tense leave. To many, the fight never got to be finished. Unspoken words, actions undone, linger in the air with a sour taste. Yet, nothing ever comes of it, and the Fellowship stays upon their mountain perch with plenty of work to be done. 


Despite it all, they are here to stay. 

They are the one to think god is a mirage. 

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