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3 yrs ago
Current I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many.
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4 yrs ago
Migraines ew
4 yrs ago
Welp apparently discord servers are having some pretty bad Latency issues.
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5 yrs ago
Well I just got my mitts on the Links Awakening remake. Excus eme while I disappear for a weak while I relive my childhood
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5 yrs ago
Migraine killed me today. Posts tomorrow.
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Bio



Hello! Welcome to my little bio.

Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).

Have some dancing medjed.

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Numako Yamamizu
Branch-092 - Offices
@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR@Eisenhorn@Izurich@OwO



"Eh? Charm?" Numako, ever since being possessed, had decidedly not been too keen on being anywhere near any place that so much had a hint of some sort of protection against evil spirits. "Eeeh, you know I'll die if I touch one of those right?" She'd give agent Mae a smile before taking the charm. "Joking. Mostly. They do make me just a little uncomfortable since well, you know...but thanks." Stuffing the charm in her coat pockets, she'd content herself to be mostly by herself, quietly observing from the back as they approached, though she didn't get to sit idly by for long.

It happened fast. Undead samurai spilling out from the manor with some wielding some ranged weapon from the rooftop aiming at them.

"Eh, couldn't this be a little spookier then just undead muscle-heads?" Numako, was sorely disappointed. Well, whatever. A melee suited her just fine, as long as she didn't get put on the front lines. A sphere of Black, cursed water formed just in the palm of her hand as the others engaged the Yari wielding ones. The sphere elongated, becoming almost disk shaped as it started to spin at high speed. A flick of her wrist, and it would slam itself into one of the spirits necks, cleanly beheading it and consequently, the black liquid exploding outwards from the impact once the high velocity severed its head covering the rest around it liberally in the cursed substance ensuring that if nothing else, their armor and weapons would likely be just a bit weaker, and they themselves would be too.

"So tiring..." She'd grumble, a second sphere of the cursed water forming in her hand, this time sending a high powered jet of water towards another, slamming into its chest and knocking it back with the force into its comrades. The only well, downside was that she had to be careful not to hit any of the other agents even with a little splash...
Seasalt caverns
@PKMNB0Y





Finding more Nacli indeed, wasn’t too difficult. It seemed they were one of the more common pokemon in the caves. Finding one he wanted to get however, would prove just to be a matter of patience. The first one he’d find wouldn’t be too difficult, though it didn’t have what he was looking for and would choose to flee if it was given a chance. The second, though, would opt to fight instead of flee though still would be affected by Luna’s Glare.

The third he ran into, was a particularly small Nacli. It, though, rather confidently slid out in front of Richard and Luna, hopping up and down. With a battle cry, it would charge right ahead as glare hadn’t worked on it! A blob of mud would be launched towards Luna as it attacked with a Mud-Shot!





Pokemon Center
@Savo
Lab

For the most part, Remi and Nevine remained silent on their way to the pokemon center. Remi, particularly, seemed to pout and avoid speaking with Yuu while Nevine just didn’t seem all that talkative in the first place. Once they arrived, their pokemon would easily and quickly be taken care of.

Da-da-dada-da! Yuu’s, Remi’s, and Nevine’s pokemon were fully healed!


Remi, would content himself with sitting near the front of the pokemon center, ordering a few refreshments and making a point of still ignoring Yuu. Nevine…had laid Slakoth on the table, and was seemingly using it as a pillow as her face was currently face down in its fur.

“Hey, Yuu.” It wouldn’t be until a few seconds later that Remi would chime in. “You really planning on going to that forest?” He’d question. “Tch, if I wasn’t with Nevine I’d totally go with you.” He’d pout again, poking out his lip and taking a long sip of the freshly brewed coffee. “Word of advice from a local, Yuu. Rumors say that place supposedly, somehow, makes people see things from their past. I’m not saying I believe in that stuff, but pokemon have some weird abilities sometimes.”





Pines End -> Temple
@Pyromania99@Thayr

“...Never-” The woman started to initially say, frowning lightly as Isla would walk up not too long after, earning a tired grumble from the glasses-wearing woman. Upon hearing that she was from the lab, though, the woman’s expression softened only just slightly. “You work for Professor Camphor…? Well…look, the temple isn’t open because I say its not. But if you’re with the professor, then…you know a lot about pokemon right?” The woman frowned, weighing her options before sighing.

“Alright, you can come in, but don’t touch anything…and try not to uhm, be too excitable…” She’d say, turning around and opening the large wooden doors to the temple, their ancient but well taken care of hinges creaking open as she’d lead them inside. “For starters, my name is Yasu. I’m…well, the priestess here I guess, if you want to call it that, though most days I just clean and make sure the shrine is well taken care of…”

The interior of the Shrine was just as the exterior. Primarily made of wood, though well maintained even if it was obvious some renovations had taken place over the years. The temple seemed to consist of a mix of local Eidda styles and those perhaps found more in Kanto or Johto. The room they found themselves in seemed to be a large, single, room with a high ceiling. Ornately carved around the door they had walked through was depictions of foliage, leaves, and various old depictions of pokemon.

In the far back of the room, was a somewhat smaller looking building, a slanted roof and walls made of stone. Old, weathered writing hanging on a wooden plaque hung over the wooden doors which were sealed tight with thick ropes. Camilla would recognize the writing as written word used by old civilizations, though she couldn’t quite read it. A few rooms were off to the side that seemed to be a small kitchen and living area.

“Right…” Yasu sighed, frowning lightly. “Hatty?”

“Teeeen?”

Bouncing out of one of the rooms, a pink and blue pokemon bounced out of the room and walked up, hiding behind Yasu’s ankles.

“We have visitors.”

“....Haaa…?”

The Hattenna’s antenna drooped lightly, as if it wasn’t too impressed with the two of them.

“So, if you really are interested in the shrine and not just here to gawk like some tourist,” Yasu pointedly stated. “Then you can visit. As for what I want help with…I’m looking for information on a pokemon that you might know about or have seen. It’s a small pokemon, small body, green in color. Two antennas. I realize that is not the best description but it's all I really have to go on.” Distinctly though, she hadn’t quite given an actual reason as to why the temple was closed.



Camphors Lab


@Vertigo@XxFellsingxX
The pokemon, irreverently stared at Chloe, lightly chewing on her hair through the entire rant without a care in the world. Until it had the hair forcibly yanked from its mouth, upon which it would give an impish, ghostly giggle. The odd Misdreavus would completely ignore the lecture, instead floating down over to Snuggles and -

“Why is someone yelling in my lab-!”

Before it could do what it was about to, someone else started shouting. Just down the hallway, a short woman wearing a labcoat and a darker skinned younger woman with red hair had just turned the corner. The smaller one, she’d immediately recognize as Professor Camphor. The irritated expression she was wearing seemed to indicate she wasn’t too happy about something.

“Uhm, and who are you…? This lab is private property and we don’t usually allow people-”

“Ha? Wait, I recognize this one. Chloe Rothschild.”

“Oh! She was one of the-”

“LATE.” Camphor would interrupt loudly. “Now why the f-”

“Ah professor!” Before Camphor could finish the sentence, Frieda would wrap her hands around Camphors mouth, silencing whatever it was she was about to say. “A-ah I’m sorry, Miss Rothschild. I’m Frieda, Camphors assistant.”

“And also way too soft.” Camphor harrumphed, pulling Frieda’s hand away from her mouth. “Look, I don’t have time to catch you up personally. I’ve got a meeting with the head of the Mexatus Institute’s R&D and with Mr. Mexatus himself regarding the preserve. Frieda, you can handle her.”

“A-ah, yes professor! I can, you uhm, go to that meeting. There’s some freshly made coffee next to your desk!” Camphor waved the two of them off, before continuing down the hallway.

The odd Misdreavus, seemed to have vanished without anyone else seeing it when no one was looking…did she want to mention it? Didn't seem like the professor or Frieda saw it.

“So, uhm, Miss Chloe? I’m really sorry about that. The Professor really doesn’t like tardiness…uhm, with that said if you’ll follow me we’ll get you registered and all set up. Are there any questions you have?” Upon reaching the reception area again, she’d notice Jill, giving her a friendly wave.

“Hello Jill. I saw your battle out there! Did you guys have fun? I’d like to talk more, but we have a late arrival here and I need to get her registered and all settled in...”

Seasalt caverns
@PKMNB0Y

The Zubat menacingly floated near the pair, flapping their wings and screeching irritably. If he had been only a few seconds later, there was a good chance that they’d be attacking him. However, before any of them could, the Rotom Dex would let out a high pitched screech. The three Zubats recoiled in seeming pain, their fluttering and wing flaps becoming erratic and causing them to crash and lose their sense of direction for a brief moment, giving Richard just enough time to book it past them.

Heavy footfalls echoed off the cavern walls. Richard would at least take note of a few more pokemon in his mad dash further in. A few barboach leaping out of the river and shallow, muddy puddles of water. He’d almost trip over a Nacli on his way deeper in, and a rather Irritable Binacle gave him a glare as he’d pushed deeper into the Seasalt caverns…

Soon enough, though, Richard would find himself much further underground. Good news, he had lost the Zubats. As soon as Richard would near a particular cave path that led further down that was near a waterfall, they’d shriek and turn back, seemingly unwilling to go past down there with him. Bad news though, was that he likely hadn’t been paying attention to where he was or how he got here. At least he was safe for now, though. A few curious Nacli were staring at him from a perch on a rocky shelf. The aforementioned waterfall seemed to fall deep into the earth below.





@Thayr
Route 1 -> Pines End

With a new partner in hand, Isla would thus head back down Route 1, the quiet natural trail being easy to navigate until eventually she’d arrive at her destination.

~Pines End~




Stepping out of the Winding wood, Isla would find herself standing on the outskirts of Pines End. Named aptly, as this is where the forest stopped and the plains began. Small houses dotted the landscape, large wind turbines cresting many hills, harvesting power as gently rolling farmland spread out in the distance. The small town wasn’t known for anything spectacular aside from its sleepy atmosphere and being a popular getaway for those that still wanted modern amenities while being closer to nature. The only claim to fame the town had was the ancient shrine to an ancient pokemon. There was the large hotel too, which recently opened that promised a good night's sleep, even if you were having trouble sleeping.

Apparently they claimed their beds were so good you could sleep for days…



Wailords Rest
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban Exploration

“Well, good job on that win there, Missy!” Beryl said as Clarissa would return to her table. The food was still fresh and hot, and Wobby would give a friendly salute and his usual Wobbufet. “Them bettin folk sure are happy. Not every day the Gym Leader fights and not every day someone can beat ‘em so easily. Granted, that matchup was pretty poor once that fightin’ move came out, eh?” Beryl grinned, giving Clarissa a wink. “You need anything else, lemme or Wobby here know. I gotta get back to the kitchen.”

The rest of the meal would pass without incident, and there wasn’t much else to do in the cafe unless she wanted to go bother what was said to be someone that worked for Keira. Maybe taking a bet could be a good idea? Probably not, really though. Either way, once she finished her meal she and Riley should he want to, could easily head back out. It was getting a bit on in the day, so finding the Murkrow likely wouldn’t be much harder, though they’d still need to keep Beryls words in mind - nesting on the roof of a nearby old toy factory.

Should be fine to go poking around there.


~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink






"Alright team! Wait, hold on we need a team name..." Claire would take a moment to setup on her side of the field. "Team...team...Team Ruby! Yeah that's right! Red and cute like me-!" Alright, this was a bit of a unique challenge. That said, she was super confident in her teams ability to win. Coordination and teamwork made the dream work and all that...so she was going to go super aggressive to start with.

"Alright! Ralia, take rear! Laurel take mid! Zeal, be our attacker!" She'd shout. "So Laurel, whip us up a sandstorm!" Laurel would give an inquisitive, but affirmative cry as it would do just that, trying his best to whip up a violent sandstorm to obscure their side of the field...and conversely, Simons side so that neither could get a good visual on things. "Then Ralia, teleport Zeal right in front of the ball! Hit that thing as hard as you can with a mach punch towards the Goal then, Zeal!" Saluting as they all got into positions, Ralia would do as instructed, teleporting Zeal immediately in front of the ball. Her goal here was simple. Obscure the field from Simon while getting an advantage with her own pokemon by hitting the ball hard and fast. If it failed, then the sandstorm should if nothing else obscure where their goal was and make retaliation harder.

Supposing Ralia's telepathy helped too, she could hopefully easily pinpoint everyone's else' movements and coordinate with them too. She had to hope though, Simon didn't think to do the same with his ralts.
Numako Yamamizu
Branch-092 - Offices
@Raineh Daze



"...well don't blame meeee." Numako responded evasively. "They bring me coffee all the time..." She had cleaned up herself rather easily. Wasn't too hard to just make a ball of water, soak up the coffee and pull it off herself without leaving a trace of it behind. "...but I guess if someone did get burned, that's what the medical facilities are for, right? So it'll be fiiiine." And that was the crux of Numako's problem, really - the sheer nonchalance that she treated pretty much everything with. "Mhm, I'm gonna go find somewhere quiet to-ah."

Before she could flee the scene, it seemed as though duty called. The intercom turning on and asking for her presence in the briefing room.

"...you don't think I could get away with not going, huh?" She'd huff lightly, asking the spirit that was still here who'd only give a ghostly groan in response. "Thought not..."

Making her way to the briefing room wasn't all that hard, though she made sure to find some quiet place on the outskirts of the room. She was one of the last few in, it seemed like judging from everyone else in the room. As Director Murata started speaking, Numako turned her attention to the hologram and the consoles provided for them. A mansion, huh...the summary given was fairly standard and easily understandable and didn't put her to sleep at least, so she managed to pay attention to most of it.

"Waltzing in the front door, huh...making it hard to slack off ya knoooow." Numako quietly complained, hearing her assignment proper. This was sounding more and more like a hassle the more she heard. "Well, if nothing else walking into the front door of some spooky place is how you get the ghosties attention, from personal experience. Maybe we won't have to look hard for it..."



Abandoned Mansion

Numako, stepped out of the portal and stretched. Ugh, being outside always made her feel weird. Maybe it was a result of the possession, some influence from it bleeding over, but she always felt weird out in the daytime. Thankfully at least, it was quickly becoming night. Maybe they'd actually see something spooky, tonight. Something that could make her skin crawl would be hard to do if nothing else, and she kind of missed the feeling of it...

"Looks like a good place to have a test of courage to me, heh." Numako chuckled, flashing a small smile towards Murakami as she finished berating Kawahara. "And heeey, someone's got to be the eager one in the party. Might as well not be you." A brief turn of her head towards Kawahara. "They're always one of the ones that end up dying first in these kind of things, ya know? Lets see..." Following Tera, Numako would position herself a bit at the end of the group, towards the rear, but not quite all the way in the end. Far enough away from the front, but not close enough near the back to get snatched in case something started picking them off from behind.
Numako Yamamizu
Branch-092 - Offices
@Raineh Daze



“Coffee Machine…?” Numako was unfamiliar with a lot of things, thanks to being just fourteen when she was put into a memory loss inducing coma, sixteen when she came out of it, and effectively had been living mostly in the branch since turning eighteen. Normally too, she typically just had her spirits bring her anything she wanted without much trouble. Usually.

As such, Numako had never paid much attention to the coffee machine or how it worked. Only that if she ever wanted some, a spirit soon just came back and gave it to her.

“...I see.” She’d nod, as if understanding. “So this…is where they get the coffee from…ok.” The solution to this was simple then. She didn’t know how, but she knew things that at least could do it with a reasonable success rate. Making a circular motion with her hand, a feminine spectral entity that looked like it had its flesh ripped off would pull itself up from the ground.

“Coffee.” Numako would say, nodding towards the machine in her usual manner. The specter, floating over to the machine would phase through the machines exterior, sticking an arm inside of it. A few clanks and whirrs could be heard as the machine turned on.

Perhaps on a little too much.

The machine rumbled, clinking and clanging…before hot coffee was blasted out of it forcefully, getting all over Numako and Sakura both.

“...snrk.” Numako badly tried to stifle her laughter.
Route2
@PKMNB0Y



“I did not sign up to babysit you…” Laurel replied, frowning. “If I am not in the middle of something, I suppose so, though I don’t know how you expect me to find you in a cavern system…”

“Muuunch?”
“Spriii~”

“H-hey!” Munchlax was tugging on Laurel’s dress, while Verdue had run off ahead into the forest. “C-come back here you troublemaker!”

Laurel vanished into the forest, leaving Richard to find the caverns himself. Heading down a rocky path towards the beachfront, he’d walk along the sandy shores, passing several people before eventually finding himself standing on some rocky outcroppings a bit of a ways down route 2 and away from people. However, he could see the caves Frieda were talking about now, though. The entrance was fairly inconspicuous, about big enough for two people to enter shoulder to shoulder.

Stepping inside, the smell of sea and salt became prominent…

-Seasalt Caverns-


The wet stone beneath his feet shimmered in the sunlight filtering in from the outside. The cavern walls were natural, bowing out as they traveled up before coming back together at the top making a tube-like rocky passage into the cliffside. Venturing a little further inside, a stream of sea water would soon flow in from a channel carved into the right, flowing down as the floor gently did. A few Zubat would rather irritably fly from their ceiling nests before flying deeper into the cave at him disturbing them. Magikarp could also be seen getting carried away by the relatively swift current of the stream deeper into the caverns.

Thankfully, it seemed as though there was plenty of light to see in here. Durable lanterns had been set up, likely by the league or some other local authority to make sure beginner trainers and people didn’t get completely lost here. Looks like there might be someone else in here too, were the muddy tracks on the ground were anything to go by. Might be some other trainers in here.

Now, it was possible to go deeper. The caverns seemed to slope gently downward below sea level, but it was fairly open and wouldn't be hard to train here instead, or find a pokemon that might be useful.

Descending into the cave his first obstacle would well, probably be an unfortunate one. Those Zubat he had annoyed earlier with his presence? Well...



One screeched and flapped its wings irritably at Richard.



A second fluttered down from the ceiling behind him, putt itself between him and the exit, and if that wasn't bad enough...



A third soon joined the second. He now effectively had a very angry Zubat in front of him, and two behind him blocking the exit. So, his only choice now, was to either somehow run past the two Zubat, or make a break for it deeper into the cavern and hope that they didn't decide to chase him down that way.

Losing them, at least, wouldn't be too difficult...probably.





@Thayr
Route 1

Thankfully at least, the Nickit leaned eagerly into the pettings. It seemed happy enough being spoiled by Isla at least. It allowed Isla to pet it all over, in return of course, if it was continued to be plied with treats and other foodstuffs from the trainer. Whether she did or not though, once the question was asked it’d hop away, tilt its head at Isla and Yip at her as though it was thinking, its tail swishing back and forth against the ground in thought.

“Niiii.” With a paw pointed at the bag of treats, it would nod as if saying ‘feed me more, and yes.’

Supposing Isla did, then and proceeded to use one of her pokeballs…



Well, here she was now. Up one pokemon, and not a scratch on her or her pokemon. Now certainly all pokemon weren’t going to be this easy - or could be tamed in such a fashion. Ones with more ornery temperaments certainly wouldn’t be befriended so easily…but perhaps, this was a start.

For now though, she was free to continue searching for more pokemon or continue on her way to Pines’ End.

It seems whoever owned the motorcycle had left while she was busy with the Nickit, though. Seems they rode off in the direction of Pines end, but with a vehicle like that they were likely already long gone.



Outside of Camphor’s lab
@Savo@XxFellsingxX
Lab

“Wow, someone’s got their head so far up-” Nevine’s hand plastered itself over Remi’s mouth, muffling whatever he was going to say to Yuu.

“The Manor? Didn’t camphor say…it was a bad idea to go…?” Nevine frowned as Remi would pull Nevine’s hand off of his mouth.

“Hmph, yeah, she did.” Remi frowned, grumbling lightly. The young man would take a moment to glance up at Nevine who shook her head, and would ultimately let out a sigh. “...and as much as I’d like to see you get your butt kicked, I’m not going to force Nevvy to go somewhere she doesn’t want too.”

Nevine breathed a sigh of relief before patting Remi on the head.

“So yeah, we’ll say no. We got stuff to do in Wailport anyways.”



Pines End
@Pyromania99

The shrine was probably the most prominent feature in Pines End. Situated against the tree line, it was the now the second largest building in the town. Made and constructed of wood, and its design apparently hasn’t changed for the many hundreds of years that it had been built here. While all the other buildings had embraced modernity, it however, remained firmly rooted in the past, it seemed. Several stories tall, though, and a worn dirt path led the way. Worn, wooden totems depicting some pokemon stood at either door of the entrance to the place, and a small stone fence separated the temple grounds from the rest of the town. Between the fence and the temple itself, was a large field of flowers rife with pokemon from what she could see.

Heading through the gates, and walking up the path past the flower beds where she’d soon find herself standing in front of the temple. A black haired girl with glasses had just exited the temple at just the time Camilla walked up.

“...we’re closed.”

She’d say rather brusquely to Camila before starting to walk away around the temples side.


Numako Yamamizu
Branch-092 - Offices
@Raineh Daze



Most people in the offices were normal agents. Well, as normal as agents of Sefirot got, anyways. They were going about their business, seeing if they were to be sent on an assignment somewhere or if it was just going to be a slow day of report finding, anomaly research and otherwise a relatively mundane day for them. Numako, was among these people already in the offices, having just finished her weekly checkup for the suppression device.

A startled yelp from the women's toilets would bring a small interruption to this peace.

As black liquid started filling one of the sinks, overflowing slightly, a pale, lithe hand followed by an arm soon would too pull itself from the sink. It grabbed the edge, and it was soon followed by another arm...and this, was soon followed by a head. A messy head of black hair, wet with water.

"...Damn it Miss Yamamizu!" The same voice that screamed would promptly shout. Not something that was too unheard of being shouted every now and then.

"Oh heeeey, didn't see you there. What's with the screaming?" The head, now quickly pulling itself from the blackened sink water addressed the other woman as it was apparent this was in fact, an entire person just materializing from the sink. The voice that accompanied the objectively bizzare sight was low in tone, and somewhat airy. "Just got done with the weekly checkup. Anyone from the research wing here?"

"N-No...?"

"Well, If you see one, you didn't see me." Pulling herself from the sink and drying herself off as the black liquid vanished near instantly. Numako left, quietly walking out of the restroom and into the offices properly. Messing with the researchers was always fun. Really, they should be used to it by now! It was always funny watching them try and figure out if she was just fucking with them or not and whether or not she was going to do some silly prank. Though, sometimes they didn't quite go to plan, like that time she tried to escape and ended up getting stuck between two of her puddles...

"...Sakura." She was pulled out of her thoughts by the sight of the short, pink haired tentacle lover looking for something. She'd quietly approach the pink haired girl from behind. "...looking for something?"
@VitaVitaAR Mwep!

Here it is. Feel free to edit/do as you want. I figured since its still a relatively recent acquirement and the fact it'd be difficult to study as long as its possessing Numako, they're still in the middle of researching it.

  • A-413: The Weeping God
  • Grade: Esh
  • Description: Subject appears to be a entity that resembles a large, monstrous eel of indeterminate length from what has been gathered with the brief appearances of it. Numerous skeletal hands and arms covered in mystical talismans have grown out of its sides which seem to be its main form of locomotion. Where its head normally would have been, is instead a gaping hole that weeps tainted, black water.
  • Containment Protocol: Subject is currently contained within its host, Numako Yamamizu. This was done by integrating a specialized device to suppress supernatural entities into Miss Yamamizu's body directly. Research into containment should it not have a host has been minimal, as separating Yamamizu and the Weeping God has been determined to very likely cause her undue harm if not outright terminate the host at the current time.
  • Anomalous Qualities:
    Subject appears to have once been a local spirit or god that lived in a mountain lake. However, after the lake was polluted by dumping several bodies of dead murder victims, primarily which were once priests that looked after the shrine it was found in, it negatively seems to have affected the spirit. It constantly weeps black water like liquid from its body. Anything living being this liquid touches will result in its body and mind rotting and becoming weaker until the point of death. This liquid, in large quantities, can pollute entire water supplies.
  • Note: There are many questions regarding the Weeping Gods properties and qualities as studying it directly would prove dangerous and harmful to Miss Yamamizu. What has been determined in the time that it took to contain Miss Yamamizu herself, however, is that the Weeping God primarily functions in two states. A 'Passive' and 'Active' state. In its passive state, it seems to be dormant, using its black liquid to passively pollute any body of water it finds itself sleeping in. It will stay in this state until it senses a suitable host nearby where it will switch to an active state where it haunts the host and proceeds to forcibly possess its body. Its goal, beyond being extremely aggressive to humans, is unknown.

    Further research, so long as it does not harm Miss Yamamizu has been authorized and agreed upon at regular intervals. Miss Yamamizu has agreed to live on-site for this reason and further monitoring.
Route2
@PKMNB0Y

“Ha. Well, I suppose if you’re asking I can’t exactly refuse.” Laurel responded, a somewhat smug smile as though she was doing Richard a favor by going along with what was effectively her own idea. “I suppose I could lead the way. It's not a terribly hard journey.” Laurel started walking, Munchlax waddling along behind her as Nurse joy waved by to the three of them. “Since you’re new to Eidda, the easiest path from here is to head up through Route 2 then through Route 5. Its almost a straight line, right through the forests and then through the Central Plains area. Never been on this side of Eidda before, but I’ve heard the plains around Giervor are rainy and tend to be a bit gloomy. I’ve heard the people from there are similar.”

By now the pair would end up on the northern end of Byjerlfal, the commercial district fading into the background noise as the hustle and bustle of the crowds and people slowly fell away. The paved roads and sidewalks would soon give way to nature and the pair would find themselves on…

-Route 2
-



“Nnhn, its a bit hot out here…”

Laurel grumbled lightly as the warm sunlight filtered down from above. Route 2 ran between the rocky coastline and the dense forest outside of Byjerlfal, traveling between the two before eventually flattening out near route five where Route 2 met Route 5 and Route 4. Many beach goers that wanted a little more privacy than what the resort offered could be found here, along with families and other people camping along the beach shoreline and several boats could be seen out in the distance, gently sailing upon the calm waters.

Standing on a small rocky outcropping some distance away from people, Richard would see someone. If he had been paying a small amount of attention to all the fanfare surrounding the contestants, he’d recognize her immediately. Clementine, her name was. She seemed to be well, painting.

Maybe he wanted to go over and say hi?

“I much prefer the coolness of the north…anyways,” Laurel nodded. “I think I’m going to take a bit of time and train and look for more pokemon. Are you going to continue? I do remember that assistant…Frieda, saying there was a cave system here that might have some interesting pokemon.”





@Thayr
Route 1

The Nickit continued to try and tear and rip through the fabric, but ultimately it seemed as though it was not tough or strong enough to rip and tear it. After a minute of trying and Dancing growling at it, the NIckit released leaving only some bite marks behind as the pokemon narrowed its eyes at Dancing. It almost looked like it was going to attack.

“Niiii.” But a small whine from the first Nickit caught its attention, turning its head towards it as the first was now growling at it alongside Dancing. With an annoyed huff, the Nickit would disappear back into the forest. The first yawned, and started pawing at Islas leg for more food. Did she indulge this little pokemon, or was it only trying to get more free food before bolting?

She could try getting a pokeball out and seeing if it wouldn’t mind being hers.



Wailords Rest
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban Exploration

Truthfully, this battle was extremely low stakes all things considered. Just a casual battle between a Buneary and an Aron. By all rights, the Aron should normally have had no problem with such a matchup had it not been for the power up punch. As the small steel type barreled towards the Buneary, it’d raise a sharpened claw. Sir Lopsalot would bounce again, and raise its little fist right towards the Aron. Arons claws met Lopsalots torso. Lopsalots fist met Aron’s face.

Sir Lopsalot fell to a knee as the force of the punch caused Aron to skid across the floor.

A moment of silence fell over the crowd as they looked on.

“A…aroooon….”

Aron tried to stand once more, but found its legs unable to support itself. Sir Lopsalot would just barely manage to stand.

This was followed by a cheer, and a hearty laugh from Tuule.

“Well now, ain’t that something…” He’d chuckle, recalling Aron to the pokebally.

Clarissa won the battle! Clarissa got 2000p for defeating Gym leader Tuule!


“Gahaha, good work lass. That little bunny of yours is a tough fella.” He’d walk over, offering a hand for her to shake. “Too bad that wasn’t an official match or you’d have yourself a nice little new badge for your troubles, heh.

“Huh, she actually won against Tuule…” Beryl mused from the sidelines. “Welp, someone’s just made bank over at the betting tables, ahaha.” Well, the battle was over now. Her food was ready and unless there was anything else she needed from Tuule, she could probably leave without much trouble. She still had those murkrow to find, after all.



Outside of Camphor’s lab
@Savo@XxFellsingxX
Lab

“Tch-!” There was little Remi could do to counterattack a Bullet Punch at this stage. Riolu closed in on Cottonne, and with a flurry of punches fast as bullets, the small cotton ball gave a small cry of annoyance as it was laid into. The force of the punches knocked it back onto the ground. “Cottonnee-!”

Ko’ed it.
Jill and Yuu won the battle! They received 3000p!

Aster Grew to level 7!
Jojo Grew to level 7!


“Haa…what a stupid battle.” Remi grumbled, frowning as he’d return his pokemon to his pokeball. “Well, whatever. Good job and all that.”

“Remi don’t be a sore loser…”

“Were you paying attention? The guy barely stuck to proper battling rules…” He gave a sigh and a shrug, shaking his head before glancing over to Yuu. Nevine proceeded to grab the smaller male by the shoulders, pull him into a small hug and tug the sides of his face. “Weh! Hey don’t pinch my cheeks-!”

“Don’t worry…he’s just…sulking. It wasn’t a great matchup Remi…”

“But still!”

“...uhm. Do you want anything else…? Were planning on heading to Wailport…”



Pines End
@Pyromania99

Making her way through Route 1 wouldn’t be too much more difficult. The pokemon that lived here weren’t particularly strong and if anything, were a bit too familiar and unafraid of humans sometimes. That said, it probably wouldn’t be a bad idea to train some here on her way. With Snow and Pidgey being healed up by Clara they could make their way forward without worrying too much, and training wouldn’t be that hard.

The grass types that were common here proved very little challenge for Pidgey or Snow.

Pidgey grew to level 7!
Snow grew to level 8! Snow learned Ice Shard!


So onward they’d continue to…

~Pines End~



Stepping out of the Winding wood, Camila would find herself standing on the outskirts of Pines End. Named aptly, as this is where the forest stopped and the plains began. Small houses dotted the landscape, large wind turbines cresting many hills, harvesting power as gently rolling farmland spread out in the distance. The small town wasn’t known for anything spectacular aside from its sleepy atmosphere and being a popular getaway for those that still wanted modern amenities while being closer to nature. The only claim to fame the town had was the ancient shrine to an ancient pokemon. There was the large hotel too, which recently opened that promised a good nights sleep, even if you were having trouble sleeping.

Apparently they claimed their beds were so good you could sleep for days…



Camphors Lab
@Vertigo



Heading past the reception desk and into the back of the lab, Chloe would find it…disconcertingly empty. There was not a single person to be seen. Not a hint of some assistant and not a hint of any pokemon. In fact, there didn’t look like there was anyone in the building at all that she could hear. It was eerily quiet, only her voice and her footsteps.

tug

Something, proceeded to pull on her hair. Turning around she’d find…



“Fluuuur?”

It…looked like a Misdreavus, but it was hard to tell if it actually was one. It was too spiky and had a few too many appendages. Apparently, it had a strand of her hair in its mouth and was idly munching on it without a care in the world while giving her a somewhat smug ‘what you gonna do about it’ look.
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