@Pirouette And you're officially back on the character page, too. Haha. If you want to catch any of those Pokémon, or anything else, then just write that. You do what you feel like. Ask if there's any uncertainties.
The rest of you, go ahead. If there are any questions, feel free to ask.
@Eklispe@Pyromaniacwolf@Pikmin Eye If it feels like they're doing way too much, feel free to tell me if you'd like to intervene somewhere. We're sensible here. We can do things. Haha.
‘VEEEEEEN…!’ The Venonat was hit by the Powder Snow and fainted, finally, and Vivia’s muscles visibly sunk together in disappointment and feelings of loss on the other side.
‘Aaah…’ The look in her wide eyes told something about that she was expecting this to be a sign of what awaited her for most of her journey.
Sno grew to Level 6!
‘Y-you’re welcome, haha…’ Vivia gave a little smile at Erika’s words, and then took a deep breath to refocus. ‘Alright. I’ll become stronger. And I’ll be able to defeat some people to start with. I will become better! And I’ll-’
And that’s when her Rotom in washing-machine state sank an “arm” down the back of her shirt and gave her a playful shock, causing Vivia to jump wide-eyed on the spot before spinning around with an angry frown to confront her Rotom. It grinned widely at her as it drifted away, when Vivia seemed to realize something.
‘That was… punishment because I lost.’ Vivia stated. Rotom nodded excitedly.
‘You’re going to do that… every time I lose.’ Vivia continued. Rotom nodded even more excitedly.
‘OKAY!’ Vivia announced, extending hands into the air. ‘For the sake of preserving my sanity and skin-color, I will BECOME STRONGER!’ … And it seemed they came to some kind of agreement.
Meanwhile.
‘Congratulations on your victory!’ Kalmia said to Erika as she came along. ‘Before you go, take these!’ And so, Erika was also handed her Pokéballs so she could head out on her trip.
Erika obtained 5 Pokéballs!
‘If you have any further questions, I can always be reached over the Pokédex! If there’s nothing else, then I suppose you’re ready to start your trip, eh? Good luck on your trip! I’m rooting for you!’ Kalmia happily saw her off, with all that meant and such. Then, of course, she ran into her father and got delayed a bunch, but, that’s a separate matter.
- Later
Finally able to get away from her father, Erika headed down the Pureplain City suburbs in the direction of Route 2. There were lots of buildings and lots of people wandering their way or wherever, but eventually they thinned out and Erika could arrive at a much less travelled path as Route 1 was the main way in and out of the city. What remained here was a wet Route squeezed between the Dragon Lake and Infested Woods, beginning in Pureplain City and ending in the mountains containing the Wet Caverns. You’re getting either bugged or wet in this direction.
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…
So, training on Route 2, Erika would see the most common Pokémon of Route 2. Sno would have little trouble taking out the Pidgeys due to Ice’s effectiveness. The Surskits skipping on the water of the rivers in the route were resistant to Powder Snow, making them slightly more troublesome to take out. Otherwise, most was just neutral in the ice match-up, But, due to a somewhat higher level, Sno would be able to handle them. Sentrets, Weedles and Lotads could all be handled due to neutral effect back and forth, Lotads in particular due to grass being weak to ice while water was resistant.
Pokédex Entry #16 – Pidgey, the Tiny Bird Pokémon. They are docile Pokémon that avoid fighting, kicking up sand in an enemy’s face or using Whirlwind to avoid battles. They have sharp senses of direction, capable of finding their nest or destination from very large distances. They inhabit tall grass where they search and prey on small bugs.
Pokédex Entry #161 – Sentret, the Scout Pokémon. A very cautious Pokémon, it stands on its tail to spot far-off threats and shouts an alarm if it sees one. When they sleep, they always does so with at least one Sentret on guard. If separated from the pack, a Sentret is unable to sleep.
Pokédex Entry #13 – Weedle, the Hairy Bug Pokémon. It has an acute sense of smell, and can easily distinguish its favorite leaves. It eats its body-weight of leaves every day. Its stinger secretes a powerful venom, and it uses this toxic barb to ward of hostiles.
Pokédex Entry #283 – Surskit, the Pond Skater Pokémon. Found on lakes or in puddles after evening downpours, feeding on microorganisms. It secretes an oil from its feet that enable it to move on water as if skating. When endangered, it secretes a sweet fluid from its head.
Pokédex Entry #270 – Lotad, the Water Weed Pokémon. They live in clean ponds and lakes, where they float with their large leaves above the surface, and they serve as ferries to smaller Pokémon. They rise climb ashore only in search of cleaner water. If it’s dehydrated, the leaf will wilt.
Then, once. She saw something different hiding under one of the bridges, swimming up to the side of the river. It looked like a blue ball of…? No, wait. That’s the back of a big tadpole.
Pokédex Entry #60 – Poliwag, the Tadpole Pokémon. While it has legs, it’s inept at using them and always swims. Its skin is extremely thin, making its spiral innards visible. Despite this, it’s very flexible and even sharp fangs bounce right off.
And… that’s what she’d find. If she wanted to catch any of the Pokémon she met, then of course she could invest energy into that. Otherwise, the training of Sno went off without particularly much of a hitch.
Sno grew to Level 8!
And now, (unless she’s off catching a Pokémon), that’s where she’s standing, on the edge of Infested Woods in between a couple of bridges on this wetter route. Where would she go now? Would she look for Claire?
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. You can get back without complication. Infested Woods. You’re right next to it. Wet Caverns. May need to cross a bridge or two to get there.
Del was going to continue stabbing Meditite with the poison stinger, but unfortunately focusing their attacks on Meditite had left Mienfoo similarly unchecked and he dashed in at full speed and slammed a Pound into Del, sending him flying off Meditite’s face. Also, Mienfoo’s destructive power is of note here, as is a Weedle’s fairly terrible defense. As Del landed and rolled further away, he’d very much note that he likely couldn’t take another one of those, or another of pretty much anything. But he hadn’t fainted.
‘Mienfoo.’ Mienfoo stated with satisfaction, facing Del and glaring in combat-stance, ready to get to delivering that second blow pretty soon. Behind it Meditite was happy to be bug-free for the moment, sitting up and trying to refocus on reality around it right about now, opening its eyes… only to see a huge ladybug crashing down on it now instead of a worm with a poison needle. Meditite was floored once again, crashing back as it took Ritz’s tackle and its legs flew up into the air as the head hit the ground and Ritz kept going.
Mienfoo got a pretty stunned expression when he heard the sounds behind him, blinking and looking behind him. Like, “didn’t I just protect…?”, and so. However, despite the repeated hits, Meditite wasn’t out yet, but it struggled to get back on its feet, would most certainly faint with the next attack.
‘Mienfoo! Attack the Ledyba, keep it away from Meditite! Meditite, Confusion on the Weedle!’ The trainer commanded, pointing them in varying directions. Mienfoo nodded, and ran around Meditite to block the way and hunt down Ritz. Meanwhile, Meditite turned to attempt using Confusion on Del. Still confused, but if it could get off the move and hit, then it’d look really bad for Del.
Meanwhile.
Now, on an alert and fully focused Froakie, dance dodging wouldn’t have worked. Way too easy to predict and then intercept, too grandiose movements for getting out of the way of dangers. However, on CONFUSED Froakie...
‘Frooooaaaaak…!’ Froakie swung his pounds, hitting nothing but air. Swung for Ralia’s face and she danced under it. Annoyed, he swung down at her, but she had flashed to the side. Increasingly unsteady and angry, Froakie pursued the dancing little creature, but couldn’t seem to land a hit, Ralia always one step ahead of the frog. Froakie wasn’t hitting himself, but it didn’t appear that he was hitting Ralia either. They kept going like that.
Upon being petted, the Slowpoke stayed completely still just the same way as it had when she had arrived. It wouldn’t seem to actually be registering that it was being petted, even way past five seconds. Then, when Amelia had turned to walk to Kalmia’s offshoot home…
‘Slooooooooooow!’ There was a fond sound as the Slowpoke sounded out that it appreciated being petted, way after Amelia had already left it. It looked pretty stupidly happy over there, if she looked back. In any case, moving on.
Kalmia’s little house was fairly basic. There was a large living room and a kitchen next to it looking in. A separate door to a bedroom, with all likelihood. Things were a lot more sensibly in order and tidy here, for some reason. Over on a shelf over there and on the wall above it was a lot of pictures, showing Kalmia with several different Pokémon, pictures of her on mountains with a Golem or on oceans with a Lapras and more. Then there was one picture that was a bit larger than the others which appeared to be Kalmia when she had just become a professor shaking hands with an older professor that was smiling kindly with Kalmia looking all star-struck and in complete awe.
Based on these pictures, Kalmia definitely had a Pokémon trip of her own not too long ago.
‘And here you go!’ Kalmia said, handing over a glass of apple juice for Amelia before sitting down by the dinner table to listen to whatever reason Amelia had come for. And…
‘Ooooh!’ Kalmia sounded out in mild amazement as Phantump emerged from her Pokéball. She stood up and inspected the ghost at a closer range for a bit, looking at her from a few angles. ‘A shiny, so soon? There would be collectors and masters alike writhing in jealousy the world over if they heard, teh-heh.’ She’d continue inspecting before pulling out her own Pokédex and check out the data Amelia’s Pokédex had recorded upon capture, because Kalmia could do that with her own master-Pokédex.
‘Amazing. Very well done.’ Kalmia nodded with pride and joy. Then… her expression grew just a little worried, and she looked at Amelia a little. She seemed to consider something, something perhaps worth the worried look, deciding if to tell the young girl or not, if it was worth the worry… but ultimately decided that she should.
‘I… must warn you. The Team Wars are over, now, and Isson is much safer than it once was. Most trainers can travel anywhere and not need to worry about any remnants. But you… You now possess a little diamond of worth to them, here. There may be grunts undercover in the world who’ll go back to their nefarious ways due to seeing your Phantump where they otherwise would stay passive. You have every right to be proud of your Pokémon and take it on your great journey and grow strong together, but… Take care, alright? And don’t hesitate to call me or any of the other trainers using your Pokédex if you’re in any form of trouble. Alright? Alright. Good!’ Kalmia smiled again as she finished her word of warning, giving Amelia her comforting smile again.
Now it was up to Amelia if there was something else she wanted to talk about or otherwise ask.
While the area around you were in the middle of a river, due to convenience we’ll say that we’ve reached an area with two parts, a shallow and a deep part, and you’re naturally walking on the shallow part while the deep part with the Goldeens and such is running alongside.
The male trainer blinked in notable surprise as Nincada came running forth at him. His eyes widened considerably as he jumped back from Nincada only to find that Houndour had run around him to push him behind. Unprepared, the guy fell, but he held his grip on the desperately flapping duck and both crashed into the shallow water, the guy maintaining his grip.
By this time, the girl had been quick enough to grip her Pokéballs, two of them, and… she hesitated. Houndour was ready to Ember her Pokémon, and her gaze looked at him with signs of doubt.
Meaning the guy became first. He held onto Ducklett with one arm and the slammed his other hand onto his jacket, somehow causing two bright flashes of light as his Pokémon were released. Out jumped a small orange quadruped mammal with a giant grey metal helmet extending ovally upwards to protect the rest of it like a shield, and a small, round and blue creature with eyes and a swirly pattern on its belly.
Pokédex Entry #410 – Shieldon, the Shield Pokémon. An ancient Pokémon which lived in jungles long ago brought back to life from fossils. Its shielded face is extremely tough, but it is weak to attacks from behind. It tends to polish its shield against tree-trunks.
Pokédex Entry #60 – Poliwag, the Tadpole Pokémon. While it has legs, it’s inept at using them and always swims. Its skin is extremely thin, making its spiral innards visible. Despite this, it’s very flexible and even sharp fangs bounce right off.
‘Shieldon!’ Shieldon was quick to direct its shield to take Houndour’s embers, confirming the Pokédex’s statement as it took a blast straight on with little trouble. It wasn’t very fast, though.
‘Poli?’ As a Water-Pokémon, Poliwag was surrounded by a thin veil of water that lifted it up a little from the shallow water below, no further than the creature was tall.
‘What’s the big idea!?’ The guy shouted out, irritated. ‘Shieldon, be ready with Protect! Poliwag-’
‘Karl!’ The girl called, looking at him with a clear gaze, holding her two Pokéballs. Karl winced, realizing what she was calling for and then gave his command.
‘Water Sport!’ And with that command, Poliwag looked up into the air and gave a huge splash of water, showering outwards. The water wasn’t harmful, but it was filling the cavern and making the air more and more moist, making sure fire-type moves would be less effective. Karl looked to her again with a look of “Good enough?”.
The girl nodded, and then threw down her Pokéballs as well. A bright light shone out, and two more Pokémon appeared. One was what appeared to be two gears floating in mid-air constantly spinning on each other while the other was a one meter tall bipedal snow-tipped tree with tail and arms.
Pokédex Entry #599 – Klink, the Gear Pokémon. Two minigears mesh together and are then joined for life, their magnetic charge will rebound other gears. The two gears are constantly spinning against one another, producing the needed energy for it to survive.
Pokédex Entry #459 – Snover, the Frost Tree Pokémon. They live around snowy mountaintops and carry the ability to summon such storms whenever. During colder seasons they migrate to lower altitudes, and they’re known to be very curious about humans.
‘Klink.’ Low tone from the flying gears, the “voice” sounding like glass or something hitting together.
‘Snover.’ Deep tone from the frost tree, staring at them.
Aaaaaaaaaaand both Pokémon stayed unmoving in front of their trainer with little interest other than staring at the situation. Notably, despite the supposed interest Snovers are supposed to have in people, Snover looked supremely disinterested.
‘If they’re trying to free Ducklett, then they’re allies of…’ But the girl frowned with her reasoning, looking to Dawkin. It didn’t fit together as long as he was there.
‘Anabelle!’ Karl shouted at her as she had drifted off.
‘Ah, right! Klink, Vice Grip them away from Karl! Snover, be wary of Embers, but otherwise, Leer them into fearing battle!’ So she commanded, looking a bit hesitant.
Klink did so, homing in to try to attack those who came close to Karl, but otherwise stayed put if they pulled back. Snover took cover by running behind the Shieldon, but was going to look out to Leer if the coast was clear.
Though, yes. This post is so long now, the three of them and their Pokémon likely had time to do a whole lot of talking and commands by the time that one’s over. The advantage was theirs when it came to initiative and readiness for battle.
@Joshua Tamashii Alright. Nicely posted. Nice observations. Cute and all. Haha.
This week-end is a bit busy for me (my friends/family are all free on week-ends so they plan stuff, resulting in a stressed Skink each week-end and I'm better at posting on work-days), but I'll see if I can respond to those that have posted soon enough.
@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.
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