@Rune_Alchemist *snicker* Psychic Pokémon dance battler. The GM is amused. Nicely posted.
And yes, the Pokédex can be used as a phone. But, it is rather new to Erika and she's never used the feature, so it's alright that she has momentarily forgot. Haha.
I could have sworn a Slowpoke had been indexed previously, but apparently not. Guess simply being there from before you all had Pokédexes made it be missed, huh. Oh, well.
@Pirouette Alright, you start from there. Since this is a bit of a special occasion, we'll say that it's perfectly acceptable for you to decide the result of your own battle. But, of course, Claire's somewhere completely different right now. But I'll get back to you on that. So, you're currently standing on Route 2 outside Infested Woods simply surveying the surroundings? I can continue from there. Nicely posted.
Edit: And I just now noticed the first OOC post still said "we're full right now". Geesh. I was kinda hoping for new players just stumble into this because they were interested without me actually marketing anything, and that'd put one serious hamper on that. Gah. Haha.
@Pikmin Eye@Pyromaniacwolf And nicely posted, both of you. I will note that this area's still water to wade through on this route, buuut... we can say the place got more shallow or something. It'd be a pain to do this otherwise. Hahahaha. Alright. Now we need Eklispe, too, just. Haha.
@Joshua Tamashii Alright. Since you stayed the night it shouldn't be that unlikely that Kalmia's awake or around. Allow me to consider. Heh. Anyways. Nicely posted.
Amelia received her Lava Cookie and lifted out her Pumpkaboo, the boy staying perfectly still as she did. The situation settled, and Amelia was soon on her way someplace else. Wandering back to Pureplain City, through the considerably long suburbs, she eventually reached Professor Kalmia’s home. Still a large single-floor lab that didn’t really look like a lab but had a sign in the front that said “Pokémon lab”, and a normal if smaller house that grew out the right side with a sincere clash of architecture.
<the following is an assumption, tell me if it’s incorrect>
When Amelia called attention to herself by ringing the bell or knocking, she could hear the beginning of a shout on the other side.
'VIV-' It cut short. It took several more seconds before the door opened. It hadn’t been locked. And there stood Kalmia, looking out with a curious look on her. Her hair has signs of having recently been wet and was currently naturally drying.
+ lab-coat as described, because professor
'Oh! Amelia!' Kalmia smiled widely as she saw who was there. She was looking slightly tired, and was carrying a few papers in her right hand as she had hurried over.
'You know you can call me anytime with the Pokédex, right? But, I’m so happy to see you! I’ve been so lonely since Vivia left on her journey…' A whole day ago.
'So, what can I do for you? Do you want to come in? I have coffee! If you, heh, want it. I might have juice, too.' Kalmia offered, suddenly realizing that Amelia might be too young to have developed a taste for coffee mid-sentence, stepping back and offering Amelia to step into the lab.
The rectangular room had book-shelves placed in a circle around an area in the middle, not properly taking advantage of the space in the corners. The shelves contained varying books and papers of research, as well as the occasional Pokéballs. In the back and right, a large amount of what appeared to be computer servers filled about 40% of the available space, and they were coupled to Kalmia’s laptop which stood on a desk to the left of it. Other than the laptop, there was also a large amount of papers and binders on it, making it impossible to place anything else on there.
To the left was another table, which had been claimed by Kalmia’s Slowpoke, standing there on four legs staring aimlessly at nothing with tail in the air.
Pokédex Entry #79 – Slowpoke, the Dopey Pokémon. Extremely slow and sluggish, it doesn’t feel pain until 5 seconds after the blow. It fishes by dipping its tail in water and then doing nothing all day waiting for something to bite. To assist, a Slowpoke’s tail is flavorful, and can break off with no pain and grows back after a while.
To the right of the table was a healing station from a Pokémon Center, with places to place six Pokéballs, along with a large cylinder thing with a glass middle and a hatch that one likely were to place something moderately large within. There was nothing that said what it actually was. While it was tight in here, it was still decently maneuverable and Kalmia knew where everything she wanted was.
There was a side-door to the right, with all probability leading to the off-shoot house on the side of the lab. Kalmia offered to go there, because obviously, that’s where she actually had a kitchen. But if Amelia desired to, then they could stay in the lab.
@Shifter_Master Ah, but if we knew the stats, then we'd make decisions based on those. We can't have that kind of safety when confronted with proper villains, can we? We shouldn't be able to say "but my stats say I'm stronger than her!", that's no fun. Teh-heh...
Mienfoo did have to break as Ritz swung by in a new direction, and the Meditite blinked as it realized it had become the new target. It tried to aim upwards at Del as he dropped down, but the Confusion it was inflicted with caused the Meditite to sway in the air and lose balance, meaning that when Del pierced down with the poisonous dagger it caused the yoga Pokémon to fall backwards out of mid-air and hit its head hard into the ground below. Meditite hurt itself in its confusion!
‘MEEDIII-!’ The Meditite yelled out in panic and pain where it lay with a Weedle on its head. Its trainer grunted with a deep frown, silent for a moment about how deplorable that went, but then directed a finger up to give commands.
‘Mienfoo, slap that Weedle off Meditite! Then go back after the Ledyba!’ The trainer looked quite ticked-off at how this was going on that front. She spared a look at Froakie, apparently judged that the frog was doing fine, and then continued to focus on these two. ‘Meditite! PLEASE use Confusion on the bug! You’ll take it out, easy!’ She demanded of her Pokémon.
As commanded, Mienfoo switched targets and dashed over to help get Del off its teammate, while Meditite struggled on its back, bound up by String Shot, trying to use its small hands to grip Del and prevent more Poison Stings and get a shot for a Confusion. Wasn’t entirely easy like this. For this moment, looked like Ritz was not attended to.
Meanwhile.
It might be unclear if it was by sheer luck or by the Froakie’s excellent awareness, but it went straight after the right Ralia when she split up and lifted his hand to Pound. However, Ralia got off her Confusion before he could go through with it. Froakie recoiled, closing its eyes and looking away for a brief moment as its expression twitched in pain, before swiftly looking back with eyelids forming a frown on the large oval eyes. Though, his eyes were considerably less focused, balance a bit off… Froakie became Confused!
Though, apparently not confused enough to stop him this time. He quickly swung his Pound at Ralia with one swift motion, and with the considerable difference in physical capability there was little Ralia could do to dodge the move. She’d take a blow. While Pound was powered-down from Growl, Ralia’s physical defenses weren’t exactly formidable to begin with, either. It’d hurt more than the bubbles had. Three more of those would be dangerous, and now Froakie was up in her face. Confused, but up in her face, intent on swinging Pounds like a madfrog.
Zigzagoon was initially supremely happy to hand over the golden ball to Lure in exchange for the honey, which it happily slurped on, sweet honey is delicious to Pokémon. Far too late did he realize the trap he had fallen in.
It yelped in surprise and pain as Gust hit him and he spun and ran off a few meters before realizing his mistake and spun back to look after where Lure was flying off.
‘Zigzagoon! Zigzagoon! Zigzagoon!’ He was crying out various panicked complaints trying to chase after Lure, but fail as he came dashing straight into the wall after Lure lifted over the shrine…
The kids looked curious about how Amelia said that the grass-ghosts origin was apparently a secret, but respected this fact. Then, they looked to one another with excitement when she said it was actually possible to find Shuppets in Pureplain City. Not exactly clear if they acknowledged her statement about asking for permission and being quiet while doing so, though.
The youngster looked notably relieved when Amelia started talking and was proven to be a very sensible individual rather than a scary one. He nodded to pretty much all she said, listening with somewhat wider than normal eyes. He gained a little smile when Litwick and Shuppet said their hellos, raising his own hand to wave at them a little, and…
‘WAH!’ He flinched backwards absolutely terrified and the whole group jumped with him as Phantump shouted and startled them. It took a moment or so before he realized it hadn’t actually been an attack and he could calm down again, looking at Phantump (who I imagine looks pretty amused). Then he blinked, noting Pumpkaboo making a nest in his hood, and he could breathe out in relief again.
‘Oh, uh, yeah. Guess they aren’t so bad. Haha.’ He gave an awkward little laugh as he was trying to look at Pumpkaboo in his hood behind him, and the other kids were excited.
‘That does it! We’re going on a ghost-hunt tonight!’ ‘Yeah!’
There were varying shouts of excitement and maybe one or two worrying their parents might not approve of such a venture in the middle of the night, but otherwise it appeared they had accepted Amelia’s words.
‘Um, thanks.’ The youngster said. ‘Since you answered so kindly… Want to have this?’
Amelia was offered a Lava Cookie!
‘They sold these down at the docks. I have a bunch, so you can have one!’ The boy grinned as he offered.
Now she could stay and talk to them, or head on, or whatever else she wanted.
Route 2
Route 2 is the wetter alternative to the fairly dry and straight-forward Route 1. Dragon Lake naturally flows south, causing many rivers through Route 2 which lead on into Infested Woods, giving the woods all the water it needs to grow. The road forward is a more primitive gravel road, which in order to get to the mountain housing the Wet Caverns on the other side requires one to cross a number of bridges, and it’s near tradition that there’s at least one trainer waiting in ambush for any other trainer who desires to cross. But, Route 2 sees traffic from nature-goers, fishermen and so as well as trainers, giving possibilities to slip by if desired.
One step to the left and one has ended up in the wetlands of Route 2, drenched by Dragon Lake’s insistence on breaking into the ground. Large flowers and many bushes arise from these lands, the nature is lush and green. Although one might wish to pack an extra pair of boots if one intends to traverse the reaches, there are undoubtedly many wild Pokémon awaiting in the grass around. Quite a few other trainers seem to have thought this, as there are quite a few in various stages of Pokémon searching or battling. With the combination of water and grass, one can assume the kind of Pokémon one might encounter. In the distance, by the lake itself, stands a number of fishermen’s huts, for those interested.
To the right, instead, stands the imposing Infested Woods, which scare people by its name and promises of how terrifying it might be to wander deep, or maybe that’s just scary-tales from those who are scared to death by bugs. Regardless, it stands there, drinking deep from the waters provided by the rivers. One merely needs to break off from the path and then one will sooner or later be in the woods. It is an alternative way to the Wet Caverns that avoids the trainer-bridges, but the choice of where to go obviously falls on the trainers themselves. For the most obvious Pokémon, there are Pidgeys flying about, every here and there one carries a captured Weedle from the tall grass, which tries to sting back…
1. Find Pokémon. Can be specified what kind of Pokémon is being searched for, and how you search. 2. Train Pokémon. With this command, we can jump ahead in time and skip posting about grinding. 3. Seek trainers. There should be some here and there. Note, some may challenge you, regardless. 4. Talk. There’s some other travelers around. Maybe seek answers to any burning questions you have. 5. Move along. Move along normally, letting any events that may come happen naturally. 6. Hurry along. Intentionally avoid confrontations and try to get safely to the next destination. 7. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 8. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 9. Area Specific: Fishermen Huts. See what the fishermen over there's got going.
Connected areas: Pureplain City. Close enough. Infested Woods. Close enough. Wet Caverns. It’s a bit more, but close enough.
So, they followed the way left, following the curving cavern and river here. They likely had to wave off a few more Zubats coming down to visit them because this is a cave, but after sorting the Zubats out in whatever manner seemed the most appropriate they could continue relatively unopposed down the water. There were more Goldeens in the water, swimming away from the direction they were going, but they were definitely getting closer to the voices. In fact…
‘… can’t place it in a Pokéball, because it isn’t ours.’ A soft but strict female voice said.
‘I just wish I- Do I really have to do this!? What are we even doing with this bird!?’ A considerably rougher, more irritated though still young male voice said, accompanied by lighter sounds of wrestling.
‘I was thinking we take it back to base. She obviously didn’t want it.’
‘Well, I don’t want it, either! I just- Can you stop struggling!?’
‘Bear with it. When we get back to base, we can check to see if-’
And that’s as far as the conversation would have time to go before the two moved into vision of the three boys. There were hardly many places to hide if they wanted to, and the two were moving in the opposite direction wading through the river. The two were…
A girl with white hair and whiter clothes, a long blue tie hanging in front of her and darker boots, stockings and sleeves. And, a guy with brown hair, a blue jacket and multi-colored pants, looking like a mix-match of a thug trying to dress a bit more fancily. He currently had one arm around the body of a struggling angry Ducklett and one hand on the beak to keep it shut.
Pokédex Entry #580 – Ducklett, the Water Bird Pokémon. These birds are far better swimmers than they are flyers, and make excellent divers. When attacked, it defends itself by splashing water at the offender. Their favorite food is peat moss, and they’ll be found chewing on it constantly.
Dawkin had seen them before, of course. As well as the Ducklett, though his trainer wasn’t here. Lucian might note they matched the description which Mia had given him, and that’s a Ducklett. Martin would recognize the girl’s white clothing and the guy’s jacket as parts of a common Team Virtue dress-code. Though he was wearing it badly.
If the three wandered into vision of the two of them, they’d stop momentarily surprised, leaving enough time for the three of them to have the first reaction.
Alright. If any of you three have any overwhelming reactions that you think should be first, say so here. Because "first come first serve" does not make sense when it comes to immediate reactions. XD
Alright, I'll just say I'm back. Unfortunately, Roleplayerguild wasn't the only thing delayed numerous days, but I'll say that replying to you all is always present in my mind in case I don't get a post up in the next few hours.
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