Castform went into battle, casting Powder Snow! The ice hit Stefan from the front as the Absol hunted forth to attack Castform. Castform couldn’t avoid the Pursuit, and took a notable amount of damage, but Castform held tight. He unleashed another Powder Snow into Stefan! … However, the Absol remained unfrozen, and he jumped in for another Pursuit, which took out the last of Castform’s health, and Castform fainted.
Stefan, now obviously damaged, stood with his side towards Erza and gave him a mildly annoyed glare with the eye on that side. Got any more? … He seemed to ask.
‘Ha-ha-ha…! … Ah, I guess that was a bit unfair of me, I just had to take out my frustrations on someone… Sorry~!’ Yvonne stated, smirking so proudly. She didn’t look very sorry.
‘Huh?’ Frans looked considerably confused, as Claire pointed out that Tez was still in her party. In fact, he looked magnificently wide-eyed, Parvati floating about with a similar expression.
‘Excuse me for not entirely getting it, but what do you mean?’ Frans asked, wanting her to tell him a bit more about that.
Firstly, it was Hunter VS Jeffrey, Growlithe VS Snubbull. Jeffrey indeed started out dashing in for the Bite, and Hunter replied with an Ember in the face. Jeffrey was hurt, but not out of it yet, and hounded in for Bites while Hunter bit back and interchanged with Embers. However, one of Hunter’s Bites turned into a Critical Hit and he won the first encounter rather handedly, though he only has around 33% health left.
Hunter grew to level 10! Hunter learned Odor Sleuth!
‘Ugh,’ Yvonne made a frustrated noise, but kept focused all the same.
Secondly, Vee VS Joline, Eevee VS Tynamo. Turns out Joline was faster, and wasted no time blasting a Thunder Wave at Vee, promptly paralyzing him. Here Erza’s luck took a turn for the worse, as Vee couldn’t move due to paralyzation. Joline blasted a Charge Beam, hitting Vee with an electric blast that increased her Special Attack, and Vee still couldn’t move. Vee was hit by another Charge Blast, and Joline’s special attack went up further, but now finally Vee got loose and managed to hit into Joline with an increased-power move from Adaptability, doing considerable damage. … Unfortunately, Vee went down to the next Charge Beam, which increased Joline’s Special Attack for the third time.
‘There you go! Well done, Joline!’ Yvonne happily called to her Tynamo.
Now. Casform VS Joline. No weather here, so it’s normal Castform. Castform dodged a Charge Blast on the way and struck Joline with a Tackle. Joline counter with a +3 Charge Blast into Castform’s face, that did more than half of his health… but Castform finished the job with a Tackle of his own, taking down the Tynamo. Castform is left with 46% health.
Castform grew to level 11!
‘Ack. Ah, you did well,’ Yvonne complimented her Pokémon, before locking eyes with Erza. ‘You’ve done well so far, but now you’re up against the coolest Pokémon west of Worldedge! C’mon, Stefan!’
And so, Stefan the Absol VS Extraordinary the Duskull. Stefan went forth and with Pursuit right off the bat…! … Aaaaaaaaand took out Extraordinary in a single Super Effective blow, Stefan turning around with a snort and calmly walking back to his trainer with closed eyes after finishing.
‘You’re so cool, Stefan!’ Yvonne called eagerly. ‘Feeling like giving up, yet!?’ she then taunted Erza.
By the battle plan, Erza now went to Hunter. He sent an Ember Stefan’s way, which hit and did some damage… before Stefan finished that battle too, with a Pursuit move that struck out hunter’s remaining health after the battle with Jeffrey.
‘Hahaha… I already knew, but isn’t Stefan just the best!?’ Yvonne boasted, as Stefan was once again calmly walking back to his side of the battlefield to expect the next opponent.
When Eryn moved back and started talking, Eryn(?) stopped somewhat close to the door into Kalmia’s residence, listening to what Eryn had to say while Pumpkaboo still stood like to defend her. When Eryn said the part of having wanted to be trainer together and wouldn’t have Eryn(?) stealing the spotlight, Eryn(?) looked down, perhaps a little guilty. She listened to the next part while looking down into the floor, but then Eryn offered to bring her along. Eryn(?) looked up at her, a bit surprised, her attention certainly captured. However, yeah, just as Eryn recognized herself, Eryn(?)’s gaze wandered to her companions, Pumpkaboo and Cascoon, the overgrown pumpkin standing to defend her still while Cascoon looked up at her curiously. Eryn addressed that, too, which ultimately left Eryn(?) looking down at Cascoon and Pumpkaboo, the latter of them now turning to look back at his trainer.
Eryn(?) took a bit of time. She went from looking down at her Pokémon to looking up into the ceiling… and then started slowly shaking her head-
-when she was pushed forward by what appeared to be nothing, Eryn(?) stumbling a bit before her Phantump exited through her back, having been inside Eryn(?)’s body. Eryn looked back in surprise, and the stump-ghost Pokémon just gave her a little smile.
‘Phantump!’ Phantump said, looking happily towards her. Pumpkaboo and Cascoon exchanged a look, too, before looking to Eryn(?) as well.
‘Pumpka!’ Pumpkaboo said, also giving a smile from the little mouth over the main pumpkin part below the eyes. Cascoon merely looked on, no objections.
Eryn(?) looked at them somewhat in surprise, then looked over at Kalmia. Kalmia smiled in return.
'Don’t worry. I’ll look after them if you wish. Escort them back, safely, if they so wish. Regardless, this side is handled,' the professor assured, a little wave with her hand. Eryn(?) looked back at her Pokémon once more, and they gave her assuring nods.
‘You’re awesome!’ Phantump encouraged with a smile, perfectly copying what Eryn recognized as the voice of Youngster Kale, who’d she just fought this morning.
'Ooh, that’s the voice I heard,' Kalmia mused, smiling.
Eryn(?) looked at her companions for a bit longer, coming to terms with what they were encouraging her to do. Then finally, Eryn(?) sighed, and turned to look at Eryn.
Eryn(?) looked a bit awkward, but then closed her eyes. Then all the colours that made up her body molded together, darkness enveloping Eryn(?)’s body. The dark form started changing, becoming smaller, the shape of the being before Eryn changing before her eyes. Finally, it took the shape of a much smaller creature. Colours returned, and in the place where Eryn(?) had stood was now a small quadruped Pokémon with black fur and red accents, looking towards Eryn with determination.
'Zorua,' the Pokémon said.
Pokédex Entry #570 – Zorua, the Tricky Fox Pokémon. To protect itself from danger, it uses illusions to disguise itself as people or other Pokémon. While it can take the form of another, it cannot make their sounds or use their moves. It often takes the shape of a child, so if you’ve found a child that’s seemingly mute, chances are it’s a Zorua.
And, of course, if Eryn chooses to bring Zorua along…
Eryn recruited Zorua!
Gender: ♂ (“Her” was only because he’d taken your female form) Type: Dark Personality: (Up to player.) Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 9 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Pursuit, Fake Tears Ability: Illusion. Can take the shape of people and Pokémon, even while inside a Pokéball. The effect is broken when taking damage. Held Item: None.
New Pokémon caught! Eryn earned 2000 P!
Would you like to give a nickname to Zorua?
Pumpkaboo shook off the backpack on his back, and Cascoon extended a couple needles to poke the top open, and the two Pokémon pushed the contents forward at Eryn.
‘Pumpkaboo?’ Pumpkaboo asked, while offering the three Pokéballs that were in the bag. Now, regardless of what Eryn might assume, it’s mainly just because the wild Pokémon are not going to need them so Eryn can take them with her.
Eryn received 3 Pokéballs!
'Well, this has been interesting,' Kalmia said, and turned towards Phantump. 'I assume the mask was to disguise that it was actually you who were speaking?'
‘Phantump!’ Phantump called, proud.
'I see. Well, then,' Kalmia simply said, now to look at Eryn and whatever she intended on doing next.
If she’d be leaving, here’s Pureplain City.
Pureplain City is placed on the south-west brink of Isson, with the town facing the water and spreading quite far. The further in-town you go, the higher the buildings become, but the suburbs spread quite far. In terms of sheer landmass, it might even compete with Worldedge City, although maybe not in height. Life passes normally within this city. Children grow up alongside their parents in houses in the long, friendly streets. Jobs come from the depths of the town in the taller buildings. Schools grow from the reasonably high amount of children in need of tuition. And of course, there are lots of Pokémon.
In Pureplain City, human and Pokémon work together. Be it for manual labour or just for company, Pureplain houses often contain at least one house-hold Pokémon and there are many Trainer's Schools around the city have always been plentifully attended, not counting the recent drop of embarking trainers due to the Team Wars. In addition, Pureplain Harbor is known as the “Gateway of Isson”, as that’s where all the ferries from outside the region dock, giving life to quite the marketplace. A common attraction of the city is the Super Contest stage, but other than that, Pureplain remains what it has always been. Pure and plain.
1. Find Pokémon. Can still search for Pokémon in towns~ 2. Talk. In cities, there are considerably more people one can talk to. Specify what kind you’re looking for. 3. Exit. Exit the town to any of the connected areas. 4. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 5. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 6. Notable Buildings. Visit any of the facilities of the city! 6.1. Pokémon Center. Heal all your Pokémon. 6.2. PokéMart. Go to a store and buy things. 6.3. Gym. ??? 6.4. Super Contests. Rank 2 / 4. Where hopefuls become idols! 6.5. Trainer’s School. Where young trainers study to become better. Has a little park of wild Pokémon. 6.6. Kalmia’s Lab. You know you’re always welcome. 6.7. Pureplain Harbor. Known as the Gateway of Isson, it has a marketplace and ferries to places.
Connected areas: Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road. Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path. Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.
‘With other words, the information you collected was absolutely useless,’ Lea commented, her arms crossed.
‘Yupp! It was fun, though!’ Mayra grinned happily, the hole in her stomach Tonya caused patched up by now.
It was within Mariette’s mansion, inside the meeting room. There were only seven of the girls present, however. Lea, Mayra, Freya, Suzette, Josefin, Taihei and Mariette herself.
‘She supported in the battle against the Horror growing into being. As did you, by taming the winds. You saved a whole lot of lives, Lea,’ Mariette commented, looking at Lea.
‘If the city was excessively damaged or abandoned, it would be troublesome for us,’ Lea dismissed her claim, no good intentions involved in the action.
‘Regardless. It seems the threat was contained. Fortunate, that we didn’t need to engage in battle to save the city.’ Mariette had been prepared to call in her full power on the rising threat, but as it turned out Penrose was strong enough to handle it themselves. Good, a battle between the forces of two Horrors could have turned out disastrous.
‘Freya, everything good on your end?’ Mariette asked, looking to her monster-girl companion with long, furred snake-tail instead of legs as well as furred claws for hands, yet human torso for some reason.
‘The mission was successful. No complications,’ Freya declared, calmly. To her right stood a smiling Suzette, who had helped with the mission.
‘Yeah, with the storms and graveyard distracting everyone, it was easier to move, and with me around we could avoid everyone thinking like us, taking advantage of the situation,’ Suzette boasted, confident of her abilities.
‘Well done. Taihei? How did your thing go?’ Mariette asked.
‘Ambushed by a laser-guided tornado, but the deal was otherwise successful,’ Taihei told, looking none the worse for wear.
‘It was a bit chaotic there for a bit, but we got it sorted out!’ Josefin assured, looking a bit panicked to give the report but still doing it.
‘Well, she finished the deal, I just made sure to help out with my absence,’ Taihei said, the aquatic monster-girl looking away. … Yeah, Taihei was difficult to deploy, on account of that horrific bad luck of hers… Still, they had to use her. After all, there were things only Taihei could do.
‘Taihei. I have a specific request for you,’ Mariette told. Taihei raised her chin to look back at Mariette for this. ‘We have multiple opponents capable of searching through the minds of nearby people. We need some form of protection against this mental intrusion. Can we trust you to design it?’
‘Pah. We’re going to have to carry Taihei’s stuff on us for protection? Her luck’s going to kill us!’ Suzette complained from a distance.
‘Relax. There is no proof that Taihei’s items inherit her misfortune,’ Lea told, looking over at Suzette. Suzette looked disappointed.
‘… Fueh. Knowing this takes the fun out of it,’ Suzette said, looking over at Lea with a tired look. ‘… You mean me being shot while carrying her protective artifact was all me? Geh.’
‘Still! It’s great for us! Right, Taihei?’ Josefin said, positively shining at Taihei. Taihei still looked back at Mariette.
‘I already have one of those for myself. I suppose I can make a few more. Just give me some time, and I’ll have one for each of us,’ Taihei said, turning around and leaving the room.
‘Wait, hold on, I’m coming along!’ Josefin said, hurrying to keep up with Taihei.
‘I’m gonna go, too! I’m not done hanging out in town~!’ Mayra called, giving a salute and headed out, Mariette letting her go.
‘… So, what now?’ Freya asked Mariette.
‘Hm. Yeah, what now?’ Mariette asked as well, patting the bunny in her grip. ‘To start with, there’s a person I’ve delayed meeting…’
Overcast skies pressed down upon the world below, overbearing clouds hanging with uncommon gravity. Few people were out on the street at this time of day, the largely suburban area devoid of activity. A few cars streamed by, and some retirees worked on their gardens, but that was all. That was nice.
No one noticed then, when a raven-haired girl stepped out from the shadow of a telephone pole, dressed in attire that could only be considered gothic. Her eyes, obsidian chips, turned slowly to survey the area, before she soundlessly strode on. The destination had already been pre-programmed, and with confidence that stemmed from machine-like precision and recall, she strode down the street to a tarp-covered building. ‘Opening Soon’, it said, but none of the ignorant would notice it regardless. A confirmation request was sent to the Owner, and after a response was sent, the girl blinked.
The order was given.
She balled up her right hand and punched the door.
Knock.
The shop was incorporated into one of the upper floors of one of the buildings fairly close to the center of the city. It’s a floor that no stairs go to, the main and only entrance is from the balcony as to prevent the average member of the public from strolling in, but having landed on said balcony the signs were as clear as day as to the nature of this shop. Brittany Todd’s Magical Market, Opening Soon. There’d be a magical signpost here that announced its location to the magical denizens of Penrose when the time came, but for now, one had to know where it was to find it.
Within, a Magical Girl in witch-like attire excitedly ran around about hanging up her magical trinkets onto displays as well as writing and rewriting price tags over and over reconsidering multiple times, a wide smile on her lips, a purple ball of a floating creature with eyes, small limbs and a hanging mouth stalking behind her monotonously… until there was a knock on the door. She stopped short for a bit, looking curiously at the door, and then ran over to open it. The eyes of the Magical Girl practically glowed as she saw someone unknown outside.
‘Oh, hiiiiiiiii! Welcome to Brittany Todd’s Magical Market! I love the eagerness, but me and Agatha aren’t quite ready yet!’ Brittany started, smiling so brightly.
‘����� ���� ��������’ Agatha, the floating ball that was Brittany’s lesser force patron, said.
‘Still! How can I help you?’ Brittany asked, grinning and holding onto the door.
The gothic girl did not blink. She did not nod. She did not smile. She did not breathe. She said, in a voice inflectionless and emotionless, “I derive no small amount of moral pleasure from supporting local businesses, and would like to offer you a variety of wares to augment your current stock of arcane trinkets, if you are so inclined.”
‘Oh!?’ Brittany’s eyes widened and she took a step back for a moment looking up at the girl. Then she spun to Agatha, grabbing the tiny hands of the floating ball with glee. ‘Did you hear that, Agatha? She wants to support us! I’m so happy!’
‘�� ��� ��� �������� �����’ Agatha said.
‘Well, then,’ Brittany grinned, spinning back to the girl, her eyes shining a bit. ‘I’d be overjoyed to have your support! Come in! Oooh, we need to discuss this at length!’ she called, spinning back inside her shop to run to the table where a whole lot of magical items, some of which are explosive, were just lying about. She pushed a number aside to make room for other things on the table, then excitedly seated herself opposite of where she was clearly offering the girl to sit, Brittany excitedly leaning forward on her elbows as she watched her.
The gothic girl followed after Brittany. Momentarily, her irises burned silver, scanning over the disarray of magical artifacts, before blinking back into coal black. Taking the offered seat, she pulled out a small matchbox, sliding it open. It was empty.
“To begin with, let us confirm: what items do you mainly house within this establishment? Do you seek to have the widest selection possible, or do you desire specialization instead?” Questions curled out between those fine lips as if read off a manuscript, the girl’s eyes focused on nothing in particular.
‘Oh, I sell EVERYTHING!’ Brittany exaggerated proudly. ‘The idea is that I’ll sell stuff that’ll help magical girls or others in their fights against monsters and whatnot, but honestly, if it’s magical and I can get my hands on it, I’ll sell it!’ So the girl said, grinning happily, Agatha floating beside her head looking at their visitor.
If the gothic girl was taken aback by Brittany’s proud proclamations, she didn’t show it. Rather, she said, “Understood. We will begin with a sampler set then.”
And from the matchbox, she began to draw out objects one by one, placing each gently onto the table. A silvered arrowhead, thrumming like the plucked strings of a harp. A bottle of living ink, the contents slowly rising up the glass surface, only to seep down again. A mechanical heart, the clockwork gears ticking counterclockwise as it pulsated slowly. Her hand slowly turned so the palm faced upwards.
“Go ahead.”
‘Ooooooh. Okay, Agatha!’ Brittany said with a smile, leaning forward and raising a hand over the items. A bit of power went through her hand and the purple ball floated and looked over the items… and then finally it turned to look at her.
‘�� ��� �������� ������ ����������’ Agatha said.
‘Woah,’ Brittany made an impressed noise over the arrowhead. Then the bottle of ink.
‘S-seriously…!?’ Brittany’s eyes widened a bit, as she retrieved her hand. She looked at the girl a bit in awe.
‘Who are you…?’ she asked, amazed, not one who could withhold her emotions.
The gothic girl’s eyes became of gleaming silver once more, before fading away. No smile, no reflex in the face of the witch’s awe. “I am Dolly, a representative of the Gourd,” she said, dipping her head down slightly. “If you are satisfied with the quality of my Master’s wares, let us discuss their value.”
‘Ooooooh… I’ve heard of the Gourd… Alright,’ Brittany grinned. ‘Okay. What I think they’re worth. If I sold this…’ Brittany looked over at the bolt. ‘… Probably not a gold coin. However, quite a lot anyway. I’d say… 15 silvers, perhaps?’ She then looked over at the ink-bottle. ‘This one is cool, though has a narrow field of application. Let us say 7 or 8 silvers. This one, though…’ Brittany smirked holding her hand over the clockwork heart.
‘This one is universally desirable. One gold, as well as five silvers and ten bronze, perhaps?’ Brittany estimated and asked. She didn’t actually have experience as a shopkeeper, but she was running with her hunches.
“It doesn’t matter what you will sell it for,” Dolly replied, unmoving and unmoved, “We are here to discuss what you will buy it for. We care not for coinage, but rather...what can you offer that can not be obtained elsewhere?”
‘Oh, right, yeah,’ Brittany blinked as she realized she may have gone the wrong direction. ‘So, um. I’m a bit of an alchemist. With the right preparation, I can make you materials that could be hard to come by, otherwise. Um. I did collect a whole bunch of other potentially use- useful loot from monsters and such during my travels, that I could provide you. Otherwise, I have the support of Cindy, a monster-girl with following in-town, who, er, surely could do favors for me in exchange for my continued support, and could as such help you find what you’re looking for. Totally,’ Brittany said, looking at her guest wide-eyed.
‘So, would you like some reaper cloths? Imp claws? Raum talons? Pixie wings? Enhanced orichalcum? I don’t have much of the latter, but I could make more…’ Brittany tried some more concrete keywords, to see how Dolly would react.
There was a pause, an almost inaudible ‘whirring’ passing through the air. Then, Dolly nodded. “The viscera of rare beasts will be sufficient. For now, however, we would like you to acquire something for us. Days ago, Soth attempted a ritual, and though the Horror’s plans failed, there were pieces of it that remained. Obtain for us the Abyss’s ritual implements, prioritizing pieces from their altar.”
Silver gleamed in her eyes again, an uncommon inflection invading the gothic girl’s voice. “Will you be able to do that, Brittany?”
Brittany blinked a bit extra at the request. Surely, anything valuable at the scene would already have been plundered. However… ‘Agatha!’ Brittany briefly requested the help of her patron, holding both her hands into the air. Agatha, purple limbed ball with a face as he was, floated and placed himself in her grasp, before Brittany lowered her hands and held it in front of her. She focused on the ball that was her patron, and in her grasp, he became spherical and spun. Brittany charged her Psychic specialization, using Agatha as the Mystic Artifact he partly represented, and with that her eyes began to mildly glow with the visions she was being provided.
‘… Yeah!’ Brittany called, a little confident smile appearing on her lips. ‘I’ll get it for you. Be it sealed, hidden or even just lying around, I’ll get it for you. Anything that has been left behind, I’ll find it…!’ So she said, the visions still dancing before her eyes as she looked past them at Dolly.
The smile was unnatural, but it was there, the gothic girl nodding her head once more. From the Matchbox, she drew out five more items, laying them down onto the counter. “We will leave you with these then, and if you succeed, will continue to supply you with wares from the Workshop. May chance smile upon you, Brittany.”
With that, Dolly stood up, slid the Matchbox into the folds of her dress, and collapsed into sand. And within a couple of seconds, even that sand turned to nothingness.
The glow of Brittany’s eyes went away as Dolly drew out more items, the shopkeeper girl’s eyes following the items and then up to the girl again with awe as she spoke. Then, Brittany provided a simple, bright grin. ‘Got it! And on you, Dolly! You’re welcome back, anytime~!’ … And then Brittany was startled as Dolly turned into sand, which then also wasted away.
Brittany was quick on her feet, blinking a bit. Okay, first she examined the items she had been given. A few ‘Oooh’ and ‘Aaah’s later she put them away temporarily and checked so the alarm-system magic items she had was in-place on the store. Good. Then… ‘C’mon, Agatha! It’s been a while, but we’re going treasure hunting!’
‘You bet!’ Brittany grinned as she replied, before the two was in a dash out the door to complete the objective they had been given. She was smiling the whole way. This whole store thing was going great! She had multiple suppliers now! Who would have thought!?
@hatakekuro I do remember you. I had to go remind myself, but I do remember.
Unfortunately, I think I'd rather not put more on my plate right now. I'm running late on posts pretty frequently as it is, and have things to do outside of the Roleplayer Guild. I would have liked to let you in, but I think it wouldn't be the responsible thing to do, at the moment.
Thank you for the interest, though. If there's a time when things have calmed down or other players leave for whatever reason, I could come back to you.
@Typical Nicely posted. This little adventure you're having here has entertained me quite well, especially since you had no idea what's going on. I hope you've had fun, too. Though, I do believe it's time to finish this particular event in this room. What will you decide?
@Gardevoiran Nicely posted. Donating a lot makes the GM happy, money well spent, I hope, heh. Posted some reactions to what you said, minus what you said to Valen. Oh, and @prettydrops, you may still reply to what Skylar said and what's going on around there, you've not been completely left behind, hah.
@Ephemeral Ah, you went for her... Heh. Alright, then. I hope you're ready to face the consequences. I mean, you can't just speak to random people in the Pokémon world and NOT expect this to happen, can you!? XD ... Anyways, nicely posted!
@Eklispe Yupp. Nicely posted. You can ask that, but, unfortunately Cresselia has her own beef with Darkrai. She certainly would have stopped if it was ONLY for Roderick... but this is for herself, too. Heh.
@Rune_Alchemist Yupp. Nicely posted. Celebrating someone else, heh. Let's see if I can't reward you a bit for that. That said, this situation is not entirely cleared up, yet. Also, apparently Earth gods are in some kind of legends over here, because I'm having Frans name his Pokémon after them. Though, if you just point out the problem to Frans, I can have you out of this event in the next post, if you just want to move on.
@Joshua Tamashii And nicely posted. It becomes a lot more complicated when there's a whole bunch of Pokémon to control, huh? Well. As requested, I didn't actually write the Moonblast hitting, as I would have otherwise, but now it's descending fast instead. Yeah.
‘Chandelure didn’t have to tell me anything. He had a nervous breakdown the moment I laid my eyes on him,’ Laurinda told with a very simple tone. Delphox chuckled some more in the background. ‘And don’t think I can’t figure out your involvement. Chandelure wouldn’t have agreed to it on his own,’ Laurinda said back to Delphox, who didn’t look like she minded much, just chuckling on. Laurinda sighed, and then looked towards Eryn once again.
‘No, it’s not just you, everyone who arrives there feels the same thing. I’m not going to tell you what’s in these woods, but suffice to say, had you stayed too long you would have died.’ So Laurinda said, with a tone like it’s natural. ‘It would make my life a lot easier if you never mentioned what you found in the depths of these woods to anyone, ever, again.’
‘As for she who has taken your appearance…’ Laurinda gave the slightest of a smile. ‘She existed before you entered this woods, but did not have your shape before. Let’s just say that except for me she had never seen a human before, and as such she was severely limited in amount of shapes she could take, as someone who wants to be human. Her goal, I believe, is to blend in. She seems to want to be a Pokémon Trainer, which is difficult for one such as her. … Hm,’ Laurinda looked over Eryn a bit more, then kept speaking.
‘There’s somewhat of a rule among older Pokémon Trainers. “Guide, but don’t tell”. That is to say, we shouldn’t divulge the secrets of this world to young trainers on their journeys. It takes the fun out of it, does it not? As such, I will leave it at that. Good luck,’ Laurinda wished her, before turning to leave herself. Eryn gave her thanks, which Laurinda acknowledge with merely a slight wave, one Delphox mirrored with a smirk and a wave of the wand before turning to walk after Laurinda.
So, with that, Eryn headed back for Pureplain City.
Pureplain City is placed on the south-west brink of Isson, with the town facing the water and spreading quite far. The further in-town you go, the higher the buildings become, but the suburbs spread quite far. In terms of sheer landmass, it might even compete with Worldedge City, although maybe not in height. Life passes normally within this city. Children grow up alongside their parents in houses in the long, friendly streets. Jobs come from the depths of the town in the taller buildings. Schools grow from the reasonably high amount of children in need of tuition. And of course, there are lots of Pokémon.
In Pureplain City, human and Pokémon work together. Be it for manual labour or just for company, Pureplain houses often contain at least one house-hold Pokémon and there are many Trainer's Schools around the city have always been plentifully attended, not counting the recent drop of embarking trainers due to the Team Wars. In addition, Pureplain Harbor is known as the “Gateway of Isson”, as that’s where all the ferries from outside the region dock, giving life to quite the marketplace. A common attraction of the city is the Super Contest stage, but other than that, Pureplain remains what it has always been. Pure and plain.
1. Find Pokémon. Can still search for Pokémon in towns~ 2. Talk. In cities, there are considerably more people one can talk to. Specify what kind you’re looking for. 3. Exit. Exit the town to any of the connected areas. 4. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 5. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 6. Notable Buildings. Visit any of the facilities of the city! 6.1. Pokémon Center. Heal all your Pokémon. 6.2. PokéMart. Go to a store and buy things. 6.3. Gym. ??? 6.4. Super Contests. Rank 2 / 4. Where hopefuls become idols! 6.5. Trainer’s School. Where young trainers study to become better. Has a little park of wild Pokémon. 6.6. Kalmia’s Lab. You know you’re always welcome. 6.7. Pureplain Harbor. Known as the Gateway of Isson, it has a marketplace and ferries to places.
Connected areas: Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road. Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path. Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.
Common: #16 Pidgey #52 Meowth #506 Lillipup
Uncommon:
Rare: #353 Shuppet (night)
She headed for the Pokémon Center…
‘Hello, and welcome to the Pokémon Center. Would you like to rest your Pokémon?’
Assumingly, yes.
‘Okay. I’ll take your Pokémon for a few seconds, then.’
She’d then accept the Pokéballs and put them into the machine, and…
‘Thank you for waiting. We’ve restored your Pokémon to full health.’
She says as she hands the Pokéballs back. She then bows to her customer and gives a friendly smile.
‘We hope to see you again!’
And then back towards Kalmia’s lab. The lab remains as decently normal-looking on the outside as one could imagine, except for the Pokéball symbol on the front of the lab-area and the sign saying it’s a Pokémon lab. Now, arriving Eryn found that the front door stood open. Heading inside, Eryn found herself confronting a curious scene.
So, there sat Kalmia inside her lab by the computer next to all the servers, looking curiously at Eryn(?) who also happened to be standing there. Also here were the large Pumpkaboo, who curiously was wearing a backpack, and Cascoon was standing on the other side of Eryn(?). Kalmia’s Slowpoke lay on the servers, staring unintelligibly at the scene. Eryn(?) turned and looked slightly frightened at Eryn. There now was a slight difference between the two of them. Eryn(?) was wearing a white mouth-mask.
+ lab-coat as described, because professor
Kalmia was seated, and seeing Eryn come in, she leaned slightly onto her left hand with a smile.
'Ah, I see what’s going on, now,' Kalmia said with a smile. 'Eryn, may I present Eryn, a trainer that recently left my lab, trainer card in hand,' Kalmia told Eryn(?), who looked back and forth between the professor and Eryn, her posture somewhat agitated as she realized things hadn’t gone as she wanted.
'Eryn, may I present… Eryn-two?' Kalmia smiled a bit, talking to Eryn, now. 'She just came in, looking like you. She seemingly can’t speak, except for that one sentence. “Can I have Trainer Card”, she asked, grammatical fallacy and all, with the voice of a child younger than you, that may have been male. Quite curious,' Kalmia said, looking at the agitated look-alike who was now backing back away from both of them, somewhat in the direction of the part that Kalmia usually lived in.
'We seem to be frightening her. Eryn, what would you like us to do?' Kalmia asked Eryn. Seeing how Eryn was blocking the door now, Eryn(?) was backing off for the door into Kalmia’s residence, Cascoon starting to roll to follow and Pumpkaboo jumping backwards seemingly in position to protect her if Eryn or Kalmia tried something.
The girl was most assuredly crying, sitting by the peer, looking out over the water, when Erza came and asked…
‘… Kh!’ The girl suddenly made an annoyed sound and crying took a turn for sudden annoyance. She shot up to her feet and spun towards him, her eyes suddenly looking all angry instead.
‘I’m perfectly alright! Never better! I can hold my own against this, no problem!’ she said, raising her chin high and looking like she wanted to grow taller in the same motion.
‘In fact, I’ll prove it to you! The fact you dare randomly talk to strangers means you’re prepared for the risk getting trodden upon, isn’t that right!?’
Pokémon Trainer Yvonne would like to battle!
Pokédex Entry #209 – Snubbull, the Fairy (nope, not kidding) Pokémon. It carries a scary face that frightens smaller Pokémon, but Snubbull is actually a cowardly, excessively affectionate and kind Pokémon that is very popular with women for its frolicing ways. It becomes sad from Pokémon fleeing it and is known to sleep half the day.
Named Jeffrey, and is very violent. Will attempt to Bite everything, and might Scary Face if the enemy is too fast.
Pokédex Entry #602 – Tynamo, the EleFish Pokémon. They move in schools. While one alone is comparatively weak electrically, a group of them can cause shocks powerful as lightning which they discharge in response to threats. While being fish, they levitate using the electricity they generate in their bodies and make their home in caves.
Named Joline. Has Thunder Wave, Spark and Charge Beam, which she’ll use pretty interchangeably.
Pokédex Entry #359 – Absol, the Disaster Pokémon. It lives in mountainous regions and don’t often leave them. Its horn senses impending disasters, so it’s known to come down to warn people. In the past, it was misunderstood and thought to be an ill bringer of harm, and many still feel uncomfortable with it. It has a notably long lifespan.
Named Stefan. Warning for decently high level. Has Quick Attack, Pursuit and Taunt, which it may use as the situation requires.
… That, or Erza can just say no to fighting, go and do something else, accept on terms, or just talk to her without actually accepting to battle. If he’d like to go do something else, he can do that. That Tentacool is probably still there.
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. Seek out trainers and battle them. 4. Talk. See if they can answer whatever questions you want answered. 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. Current Event: Crying Girl. Statement, this is only for her own journey and has nothing to do with you. Still.
Connected areas: Sacred Ground. Over a bit of water, and past the Team Virtue blockade. Redcoast City. To the east is the resort city also known for Contests.
‘Th-that must have been it! Thank you! I don’t know how to thank you! I can’t believe it! It’s finally happened…!’ Frans called out so happily as he accepted the Pokéball as Claire gave. Then he just laughed out loud. ‘Nah, that’s a lie. I know exactly how I’ll thank you!’ Frans said, and reached back to retrieve items.
‘The letter of recommendation will allow you, once, to get into someplace that might otherwise have turned you away,’ Frans says with a smile. ‘People with lots to do might feel inclined to help out, you might be given tours of places that would be outside your reach, things like that! That, or…’ Frans smiles a bit more. ‘… or you can use it to be permitted to issue the Pokémon League Challenge once without actually winning the Pokémon League, if you feel so inclined.’ Normally, only those who have won in a tournament called the Pokémon League gets the privilege to challenge the Elite Four. But with this, they’ll fight you anyway.
‘Oh, and of course, I welcome you to visit my home at the Private Palace at any time! I’m running out of time to be out, actually, so I must be going!’ He looked down on the Great Ball containing the Bronzor, smiling.
‘Yes, nickname… I know… you shall be… Tezcatlipoca, for the god of night and lord of smoking mirrors. Yes. That fits perfectly,’ Frans said, his smile going from ear to ear in happiness. Parvati also looked happy where she floated over him. ‘With that, I must depart! I shall see you later, best miss!’
So he turned to leave, still happy…
Except, uh.
Bronzor was still registered in Claire’s party. It should be noted, she didn’t do anything wrong in the transfer of Pokémon from her to Frans. By all means, the Pokémon SHOULD have been transferred to Frans. For whatever reason, it has not. If she lets him leave now, he’ll unknowingly be holding the sixth slot of her party hostage from her.
‘Oh, dear. Back!’ Roderick commanded as suddenly one heck of a combined blizzard came flying from beneath, and all three of his Pokémon took cover behind solid ground for a moment, letting the blizzard pass. That is to say, they managed to avoid the blast of the blizzards and the Water Shuriken, but they sure weren’t able to counter-attack. ‘This is a whole lot of ice for a party of dark-type Pokémon…’ Roderick commented with a smirk, looking at the blizzard beam passing overhead.
Meanwhile, Hydreigon cooked Yanmega. There wasn’t much more to see in that scene as the bug was scorched and fainted by the three-headed dragon, and Oscar simply raised a Pokéball and called back his Pokémon. That said, he had not moved. He still stood to protect his Smeargle from the dragon. Still, he wasn’t doing anything.
Meanwhile, Amelia was saying things about Roderick, Joshua agreeing and filling in and such.
‘You know, that hurts, somewhat,’ Roderick said, behind the ground he was taking cover behind. ‘So we see things a bit differently, but that makes me cruel, evil and soulless? At worst, I’d be a well-intentioned extremist…’ he said, actually sounding a bit hurt. ‘Hey, Oscar. I’m not sounding like some insane nutjob, right? My words make some matter of sense, I hope?’
‘Oh, absolutely, your excellency!’ Oscar burst out, eagerly. ‘Each sentence that comes from your mouth is like a river of light, pouring out and cleansing this world of the impurities of the weak, your actions infallible as you stand against the injustice of your incorrigible opponents!’
There was a moment of silence as Roderick stared blankly at Oscar.
‘Oscar. I appreciate everything you’re doing for our organization, but, uh… Where’s Ivory when I need her?’ Roderick asked, looking about himself.
She’s currently fighting off an army of ghosts along with the rest of the Team Virtue grunts.
‘… No matter,’ Roderick finally said, turning back to those he was arguing with. ‘If I let all Pokémon do as their natures decree, I suppose I should stay back as Haunters drain people of their lives, Froslasses lead travelers to their dens and freeze them solid, and Cacturnes prey on travellers that can no longer move. I will do nothing such. There is such a thing as flawed evolution,’ Roderick stated, preparing to command his Pokémon to move again.
Cresselia, meanwhile, was charging her Moonblast. Dawkin shouted to her, raising the staff. It was enough to get her attention, albeit he did not get the reaction he desired. Cresselia turned the slightest, looking towards him with a single eye. Something in her eye looked hurt, acknowledging what he said, yet…
Yet her eyes once again fixed on Darkrai, and now there was hostility instead, despite that Darkrai merely hovered in place at ground-level, committing to nothing and staring back up at her. With that, Cresselia was done charging her beam, and unleashed the massive Moonblast straight down at Darkrai.
‘Chatot, Mimic,’ Roderick commanded, still behind the rock. Chatot learned Moonblast. ‘Archeops, Agility,’ Roderick continued. Archeops boosted its speed. ‘Luxray, Electric Terrain,’ Roderick finished. The ground was suddenly blanketed with a surge of electricity impossibly running underneath the feet of everyone within a large range.
‘Now, then,’ Roderick said, having taken this turn to power up for the next turn.
Skylar donated 2000 P! … That’s a significant amount.
Vivia momentarily just stood there, looking tired and moderately toasted from the earlier electric shock. Her tired eyes behind her slightly ajar glasses turned to look at Celebrity as she came around glaring.
'… What? Yeah, you’re awfully cute, but I can’t tell if you want to tell me something with that glare,' Vivia told, still standing where she was the moment Rotom shocked her.
Ralts jolted a little from actually being spoken to, but then he actually checked with his emotional sensor… and peeked over the edge at Skylar. ‘Ralts?’ he asked, looking curiously at the nearly blind person.
Now, it actually was a decent drop, so he wouldn’t just jump down.
There was a moment of bliss the moment when Naja confirmed she had, in fact, not been hit by Pacho’s attack. A moment of weightlessness, that of course couldn’t last as she shot herself back down with a powerful Thunder Axe move, an axe-kick delivered straight down into the man’s shoulder. Beneath her heel, she felt how she had made impact and finished the fight, ending the whole kick standing on top of his shoulder breathing heavily. He’d been a warrior. More so than she’d have expected to run into the first day here in New Carona. She felt a need to honour him, to say a couple words of admiration, relaxing a bit… and noticing the dark blue ball of chi approaching at high speed from her right, way too late. She tried to twist, place her arm in the way to block the force of the attack, but having relaxed at the wrong time meant all forms of too late.
‘KAH-!’ she sounded out as the phenomenal force of O-Chul’s super sent her flying back into the store she had been trying to save, crashing into the wall of the building and an excruciating pain blasting through her side. It all ended up with her cracked inside the wall, hurt and angry.
‘Ah… AGH-!’ Naja quickly broke out from the wall, stumbling, her metallic legs losing no form of strength from the pain in her side. Standing in the shop, she looked down on her right-side mechanical arm, what remained of it, as well as her own right side. It, to put it mildly, did not look good. Naja mouthed numerous foul words, and stomped into the floor a couple of times, perhaps with more force than would have been otherwise recommended while indoors.
Really? Really, Naja? You’re going to be hurt this bad on the first day? Against common thugs? Even if they happen to be strong common thugs? … She asked herself within her mind. That kind of could get her sponsorship revoked, and heavens knew that was a debt she wasn’t close to repaying already. Despite sweating, despite the pain shooting through her, despite broken ribs and all, Naja walked out the door with one deep frown on her face.
‘That’s it? We’re done for now?’ Naja asked, her tone heated as she looked over the others. ‘… I’m going back,’ she plainly said, grunting as she turned and walked, intending to get back where she had come from.
Erza turned around and went back through Redcoast City. This time just heading through, but there seemed to be some form of commotion by the Contest Hall. Seemed like some notable contest had just ended. By all the walls around that particular street was various posters about contestants and idols with their Pokémon being advertised via Dreamer Studios. The entrance to the Contest Hall was completely blocked with people. A group of girls happened to be moving in the same direction as Erza and was speaking loudly enough about it for him to overhear.
‘Woooaaaah! That was such a thrill!’ ‘The Queen of Contests herself came down from the heavens! I feel sorry for the poor hopefuls that had to compete against her…’ ‘One of them forfeited immediately and ran! Haha, guess they didn’t even want to compared to someone their like, huh?’ ‘Everyone said it was between Yvonne or Alberto for whom would win, when Valerie appeared out of nowhere and entered!’ ‘Yvonne was the one that forfeited, right?’ ‘Who cares about that!? Queen Valerie might still be in the city! Let’s find her…!’
If he actually stopped to inspect the posters then he could learn more about the names of people of note in the Contest business. … Or he could be completely disinterested in the Pokémon Contest side of things and move on to route 15, as intended.
Route 15
Both above images describe Route 15. Route 15 is the reason why Redcoast is called Redcoast, as the beaches became one of the most celebrated spots to view the red sky of the sunset in the west. Long rolling beaches of sand spread out across where the water touches the ground, minus where the dock of Redcoast is placed. Here, plenty of rocks and Pokémon adorn the sandy coastline. Here be crabs, most assuredly, as well as a whole bunch of trainers on vacation enjoying the sea, laughing, bathing with family and Pokémon, enjoying their vacations and warm waters.
Stretching out west is the sea, and all of its bounties. However, the main reason why one would choose to take to the sea here is because of the island directly west of Redcoast City, called the Sacred Ground. All Pokémon infesting the waters aside, the island is said to be a beautiful paradise on earth where any visitor can relax and feel calm… yet years ago, Team Virtue blockaded access to the island, and now multiple cruisers under their control patrol the waters, trainers and their Pokémon placed upon these mighty boats as they keep a look-out for Team Amethyst, supposedly. They deny all civilians trying to set foot on the Sacred Ground, and those who would try to force their way in will have a Pokémon battle on their hands.
Pokémon here are obviously Krabby. So very obviously Krabby, and quite a few Wingulls in the air.
Pokédex Entry #98 – Krabby, the River Krab Pokémon. It lives on beaches burrowed inside holes it dug into the sand, both by fresh and salt-water. The pincers serve both for balance and as weapons. If one breaks, it grows back quickly. When there’s little food to go around, Krabbys can be seen squabbling for territory on the beaches.
Pokédex Entry #278 – Wingull, the Seagull Pokémon. It soars on updrafts by the sea, staying airborne without flapping its wings, skating across the sky like a glider. It dives into the sea to catch prey as well as shiny or valuable things, which it then hides in a variety of locations. Popular with fishermen, as when they gather around a spot it confirms that the area is rich with fish.
Out at sea is a bit harder to tell from the beach, but Magikarps are a given and, given time, you’ll find a shriveled-up Tentacool that has been washed ashore by the sea.
Pokédex Entry #129 – Magikarp, the Fish Pokémon. While known for being extremely weak and washed away by even the weakest current, Magikarp can survive even in the most polluted of water. They’re incredibly fertile and have spread to waters all around the world. They jump fairly high, and older Magikarps are known to brave mountains with these jumps, seeking evolution.
Pokédex Entry #72 – Tentacool, the Jellyfish Pokémon. It is composed mainly by water and drifts aimlessly across the sea. If it is washed up on land it shrivels up, but can be revived swiftly by just being placed back in water. It gathers the energy from sunlight in their crystal-like eyes, and then shoots them out as mysterious beams. It’s also poisonous, beware the stingers at the ends of its tentacles.
It would take a little longer, but sure enough, wander the beach long enough and you will find a Binacle eventually.
Pokédex Entry #688 – Binacle, the Two-Handed Pokémon. Two Binacles always live together on the same rock. They move stretching and then contracting, yanking their rocks along. They eat seaweed washed up on shorelines. If the two of them fight, one of them will move to a different rock. Despite this, partner-less Binacles are exceptionally rare.
… A blonde girl Erza’s age is sitting by herself at the Redcoast City peer, staring out over the beautiful water at the perhaps not-so-beautiful blockade of ships protecting the Sacred Ground. She appears to be crying by herself. No clear reason why.
So. What does Erza intend to do?
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. Seek out trainers and battle them. 4. Talk. See if they can answer whatever questions you want answered. 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. Current Event: Crying Girl. Statement, this is only for her own journey and has nothing to do with you. Still.
Connected areas: Sacred Ground. Over a bit of water, and past the Team Virtue blockade. Redcoast City. To the east is the resort city also known for Contests.
So, Ralia came up and offered Claire’s Great Ball.
‘Huh?’ Frans asked, looking a bit confused. Then, seeing how earnestly she was offering it, he gently took it from her. ‘Alright, I’ll try it,’ he said, giving her a smile again and standing up. ‘Alright, Bronzor! I will catch you!’
‘Bronzor…?’ Bronzor asked.
‘I choose you!’ Frans called, throwing the ball with an extravagant spin of his body as if that somehow enhanced the probability of capturing. Bronzor was hit by the Great Ball, absorbed into the ball which fell onto the ground once again…
It barely rolled once.
It barely rolled twice.
It barely rolled thrice…!
click
Claire caught Bronzor!
… The Pokédex said over by Claire.
‘YES!’ Frans jumped up into the air and Parvati made a noise of happiness to follow. ‘WE GOT IT! WE ACTUALLY GOT IT…!’ They proceed to dance as Claire’s Pokédex shows the data on the Pokémon.
Gender: Genderless. Type: Steel/Psychic Personality: (Up to player.) Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 15 Moves: Tackle, Confusion, Hypnosis, Imprison, Confuse Ray, Psywave Ability: Levitate. Pokémon is unaffected by Ground-type attacks. Held Item: Metal Coat.
Currently at about 33% health.
New Pokémon caught! Claire earned 1200 P!
Would you like to give a nickname to Bronzor?
And then finally…
Claire’s party is full! Select one Pokémon to send to the PC.
Usually, the Pokéball automatically, through means Claire doesn’t know, keeps track of what trainer is throwing it. However, it would seem the Pokéball completely failed to realize that the ball had been given to another trainer, whom had then thrown the ball.
Frans is still dancing, the Pokéball lying on the ground over there. Should Claire take too long, it will simply default to sending the newly captured Pokémon to the PC. What will Claire and Ralia do?
Greninja blasted off with Quick-Attack towards Archeops… when suddenly her travel-time was cut short when she flew straight into Archeops’ Quick Guard, who had used similar speed to intercept her attack. Archeops just appeared and slammed with equal force back, blocking the advance where Archeops and Greninja now found themselves in contact with one another. Now, this could have been the perfect time to blast that Water Pulse, except Archeops vanished in a flash of similar speed to block Weavile’s Quick Attack as well, distancing the rock-bird from Greninja and blocking Weavile’s attack on Luxray as well, also with Quick Guard. Both Pokémon had been blocked from ascending out of the crypt. Roderick smirked.
‘Now, now. I saw that speed before. It’s not like I’d simply let you Quick Attack wherever you plea- WOAH-!’ Suddenly Roderick had to dodge aside an Ice Beam aimed for the Chatot on his shoulder. Chatot had been more prepared for that than Roderick, extending its wings before Absol’s Ice Beam came close enough and waved its wings rapidly to blast itself out of the way, its small size helping it avoid the blast as the Ice Beam flew through between Roderick and Chatot, splitting trainer and Pokémon.
In a heck of a stylish move, Pangoro threw Bisharp at Cresselia, intending to Metal Claw through the Moonblast. While the Metal Claw held the type-advantage against the beam Cresselia was about to launch, it quickly became a matter of sheer might as Cresselia held far more power than what Bisharp could deliver. The Moonblast blew up in Bisharp’s face and sent her flying back into the crypt and into a wall hard enough to crack it, while Cresselia had merely floated back a bit in inconvenience. Protected by part steel-type, Bisharp had been able to endure the blow, but perhaps facing the might of a legendary Pokémon directly was a little beyond her scope. Still, the first shot had been deflected.
Hydreigon instead flew to assault Oscar and his bug. Now, Oscar wasn’t actually riding said bug, but still. Hydreigon started Dragon Pulsing at Yanmega, who took horrific damage. With exceptional speed, Yanmega flew in close and sent out waves of Bug Buzz onto Hydreigon, doing pretty bad super-effective damage back onto the dark-type dragon… but we’re dealing with a level 55 Yanmega against a level 70 Hydreigon, the Yanmega was at a disadvantage despite the type advantage. Hydreigon would certainly win and continue on towards…
‘Hold your fire, fierce dragon…!’ Oscar told, walking and standing in front of his Smeargle, spreading his arms to protect the artistic Pokémon, the staff in his left hand. ‘Me and my Pokémon are but audience now, a historian and an artist wishing to depict this moment in all its glory for generations to come! We will not interfere, your enemies are my master and the Lunar Poké-’
And that’s when Dawkin dashed in. He had jumped around the battle, every step feeling immensely light as the strength granted from that Pokémon allowed him to jump with ease at speeds beyond what most of his Pokémon might have. Eventually he had jumped out of the hole in the crypt, up to where Roderick and Oscar were, and then leapt at the distracted Oscar and snatched the staff out of the startled Admin’s hand. Oscar was merely human and did not have the strength to hold onto the staff, ensuring that Dawkin had claimed it.
The staff was a golden one looking to be worth a fortune, with a Pokéball of some custom-made sort adorned in the middle of the red tip of it…
‘That staff will not avail you!’ Oscar yelled to him, head held high, the man looking proud. ‘The gentle Cresselia has already been released from its bounds! She has no intention of being bound again, and thus its holder holds no sway over her actions!’ … So Oscar claimed.
Meanwhile, Archeops was busy blocking the attacks of Greninja and Weavile, blocking them from escaping the crypt with their high-speed Quick Attacks. Luxray took the moment to Charge, his body sparkling with electricity, staring down at the fighters as if with contempt, prepared to leap near Archeops to defend him if so needed. Chatot flew higher after having avoided the Ice Beam, and looked down at the far closer Weavile, and there opened it’s maw to let out a ferocious cry that sounded nothing like what a bird should sound like.
The attack wasn’t that powerful, but it came at the speed of sound and should it hit, Weavile was sure to become Confused.
‘Huff,’ Roderick made a noise as he stood up again from where Ice Beam had forced him to dodge, his shoulder pretty cold. He placed his glasses back as he heard the voice of a young girl talking to him, and he turned to look a bit curiously at her. Amelia felt the eyes of Team Virtue’s leader fall upon her alone.
‘You have gravely misunderstood, young girl. Darkrai is a monster that in the past has ravaged the people of the land with his nightmares, causing a dark age of fear and dread. You won’t deny these actions, will you? Darkrai?’ Roderick asked, turning his eyes towards Darkrai with the last question. Still behind Joshua, the dark-type legendary Pokémon stayed quiet, gazing at the enemies above.
‘Your silence confirms your guilt. Hence, we have no choice but to contain the menace. Cresselia!’ Roderick pointed down into the crypt at the dark-type. ‘I offer him to you!’
Cresselia, showing no hint of having reacted specifically to Roderick’s command, was rising higher towards the moon, and charging another Moonblast, aimed directly at Darkrai. It was a mighty power charging overhead, unwavering and not even bothering to consider what other Pokémon nor people might be present around her. The presence of Darkrai twisted her priorities, and she would not have it.
‘This is… crazy…’ the girl with the camera and an Abra on her shoulder backed away a bit, raising her camera to snap a couple photos of the scene before her, watching wide-eyed at something way out of her league going on. She was relatively close to Amelia and had an Abra. In case that was something.
What would the present individuals and Pokémon do?
‘It was the least I could do,’ Lorette said in response to the thanks.
‘Hello~! This is Ledian, and this is Larvesta! Up there on the ceiling still is Ralts~!’ Lorette responded to Skylar’s introduction.
‘Larvesta…’ Larvesta merely sounded tired while Ledian gave a little wave with multiple arms. Then, a question about potential rare Pokémon.
‘Hmmm? Rare Pokémon at the shrine, huh. Well, that would be Ralts,’ Lorette said, and the Ralts on the building made a little frightened noise and hid. ‘… Though, not THAT one. That particular one was the one that teleported into the woods to find me when it realized you were in trouble. So if you attack it to try to catch it, I’ll get mad~!’ Lorette said with a little playful smile. ‘Though, if you’d try to be his friend instead, that’d be different~’
‘As for Flying-types… There’s Tropius in the Southern Silent Forest, there’s Drifloons on Route 3, there’s Hoppips on Route 4… But otherwise, isn’t the place you usually go to find flying-types the Mountain Valley, or Route 8, right outside Freecape Town?’ Lorette tilts her head as she asks, mentioning Skylar’s hometown not knowing he’s from there.
‘Heal you? There’s a Pokémon Center right over there…’ Lorette said, gesturing towards Highhill Town, which isn’t that far. She then sighed a bit, and pulled out a couple Super Potions. ‘Oh, but fine. Here you go.’
Skylar and Valen got 2 Super Potions each!
‘So, you two here to pray for success as Pokémon Trainers? Then feel free to, should be safe now! Oh, and please consider leaving a donation~!’ Lorette said, happy kind little shrine maiden smile on her face as she said that.
Meanwhile, Vivia walked over to where Rotom was picking up coins from the terrified souvenir-shop-owner. Rotom was happily laughing about, when suddenly he felt the intent to kill and malicious aura from behind him, turning his head to look curiously at Vivia.
'Rotom?'
Vivia swiftly pressed both her hands into her backpack and slammed down a small washing machine on top of Rotom’s head. Rotom, forced inside the washing machine, suddenly found himself possessing it.
'Rot-!?'
'I NEEDED YOU!'
Vivia shouted in his face before she slammed the washing machine and Rotom into the ground right next to her, though Rotom was just grinning. Vivia was furious, though.
'I was fighting a duck! A WATER BIRD! Why can’t you just be a regular, loyal Pokémon!? If I’d have had your electric attacks, I’d have won for sure…!' Vivia complained, almost looking teary-eyed down at the electric ghost… which suddenly grinned.
'Rotom~?' Rotom asked, with a sultry tone. Vivia flinched, eyes suddenly scared.
'Wha- No! I didn’t lose! The match was cancelled! The enemy forfeited! I don’t need the penal-' And then Rotom shot an electric bolt at her. '-tyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…!' Vivia cried out, body shaking with some yellow lightning effects as Rotom apparently shocked her, leaving her standing with arms and legs on odd angles smoking a little after he was done.
'Ro-to-to-to-to-to-tom~!' Rotom laughed and drifted away…
… Yeah, that happened.
So, what will Skylar and Valen do now?
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[@Dusksong]
Eryn and her team fought valiantly, despite the handicap of Eryn being unable to speak while battling. Despite this, they managed to pull through. The opponents were too weak for Dei or Kylie to receive much experience, but Tula had an even enough fight to toughen up a bit.
Tula grew to level 9!
After which Eryn spent a while entertaining the kids, who thought it was a bit odd how all her Pokémon were different, but they didn’t actually question it because this was fun too. Eventually, however, Eryn managed to escape and gave praise to her Pokémon. Then, it was time to turn and head off into the forest to find her double-
‘Quite an ordeal you just went through. Did you enjoy it?’ A familiar voice told her right as she passed one of the trees. Laurinda was standing there, looking at her somewhat unimpressed, with Delphox leaning at a tree a bit further away. Delphox was smirking.
‘The fact you played along tells me you know of her. The double I saw playing with the kids last night. If you’re looking for the being that followed you, she has left the woods already.’ So she said, looking away into the woods for a bit. ‘I believe I know what she’s trying to do, but it will be hard for someone like her. She’ll be heading for a nearby city, somewhere where she can obtain Pokéballs. However, she may not know that without a trainer’s card, the Pokéballs will not recognize her as a trainer, and will be useless to her. Even if she does, I doubt she knows where to go to get one. … Unless she somehow manages to overcome her difficulty in communicating to ask a question. Impressive, if she does. If she does get that information, that’d take her…’ Laurinda glances at Eryn.
‘… to the same place you got yours, wouldn’t it?’
Delphox is mildly snickering in the background. Something is terribly amusing to the fox.
Wisp returned to her mission of saving as many people as possible. She noted how Behemoth was taking a pounding somewhere in the background, but she was staying far away from him. Occasionally on foot, occasionally carried by Persist, she reported on the locations of wounded people with her perfect sight all around her, and-
‘BACK!’ Wisp suddenly yelled at Persist where she had been carried in the air. Persist sharply broke his speed, and Wisp pointed towards beside a building. It was a bit out of the way (or other people would have seen the interaction), but she had just seen…!
Wisp and Persist landed by Pester. She stared down at him stunned. Her former boyfriend, or more accurately now, her ally as Creep… Along with Salem, it meant both her true allies had been wounded. However-!
‘This wasn’t done by Behemoth,’ Wisp stated, shaking. She used this as an excuse to explain why Wisp would be so startled by seeing an injured Pester.
‘Oh, darn,’ Persist said, alarmed by this.
‘Carry him back, and inform the rest. I’ll-’ Wisp’s voice was temporarily caught in her throat. ‘I’ll continue on my own from here,’ she eventually told.
‘Got it, leave him to me. I’ll get into contact with you later,’ Persist said, grabbing Pester to carry him to the medical areas. He flew off, leaving Wisp standing there…
… That. It was something she could do. Traitors of the truce. It was a threat Wisp could deal with. Far closer to her level. Wisp removed herself from reality, curving light around her so she could no longer be seen. Now, she was back in her element. No more trying to flinch around an unopposable threat she stood no chance against. This was just common human scum, the kind she knew and the kind she had followed to their lairs commonly enough. Now, it was a little bare on evidence around here, but she alone could catch them in the act with her invisibility.
Wisp dashed, invisible, looking for any sort of clue, hint of where the perpetrators had gone. She’d search the area, giving the in and out of buildings brief look-overs as she dashed, allowing her perfect sight to take in everything that happened around her. She still reported if she found any wounded, but now she was on a hunt. She wanted to track down whoever did this to her ally, whatever it took…!
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