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Achronum@Stitches Sounds reasonable. As for visitors, then, would I be able to make a visitor character, or has that quota been filled?
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@Stitches Alright, very interested in both the premise and the PM/application system you got going on. I’m thinking of a character from out of town as well but I’ll stew on it for a bit.
Related question to one asked earlier: How often to town residents leave, “recruit” people, and return? I imagine that the horror wouldn’t let its subjects go, but would it be able to choose people it knows will come back and allow them to leave to gather “fresh blood?”
Related question to one asked earlier: How often to town residents leave, “recruit” people, and return? I imagine that the horror wouldn’t let its subjects go, but would it be able to choose people it knows will come back and allow them to leave to gather “fresh blood?”
Eryn Montero
Wet Caverns || Day 3: Mid-morning
That light in the cavern seemed to be coming from its water was pretty odd, but Eryn was a bit preoccupied to think much of it as she dodged Graveler and came rolling down towards her and Eri. Thankfully, both of them managed to skirt out of the way of the rolling rock-types and into the cave in the back. Thankfully, neither the Zubat nor the Geodude and Graveler seemed willing to pursue them into this part of the cavern, but that just served to creep Eryn out. Who or what was preventing them from giving chase?
Inside the cavern, tunnels greeted Eryn. Snaking and curving in all sorts of directions as they faded into the darkness or swung out of sight, they seemed erratic enough to tell her that they weren’t man-made, and she was still walking forwards, eyes scanning the various paths when something popped out of the ground in front of her.
“W-Woah. Oh, Diglett?”
Recovering and loosening her sudden death grip on Dei, who coughed a belch of smoke in response as he shot her annoyed glare, Eryn crouched down in front of the Diglett, who looked up at her with its tiny black eyes.
“Aw, you’re adorable. What’s your name?” she asked, looking it over. “So small—did you really build these tunnels by yourself? If so, you’re a real architect!”
Eri tensing told Eryn something was up, and right on cue the ground, the walls, the whole tunnel started shaking, prompting Eryn to start backing up as she motioned for Eri to do the same.
“Diglett! Get cov—”
A boulder appeared from within the tunnel, snaking out to reveal its true size as its eyes looked down at Eryn, whose jaw hung open as she looked up at the Onix before her. Clearly, this was why neither the Graveler nor the Zubat had pursued her.
Here, she had two thoughts: that she had no Pokemon able to take on the Onix, and that she definitely wanted an Onix on her team. Neither thought was helpful, unfortunately, and she shelved them both, hoping to find a peaceful way to resolve things that didn’t boil down to having her Pokemon fight against a literal chain of boulders.
Another cry from the Diglett reminded Eryn of the much smaller Pokemon’s existence, and she glanced between the two, wondering if they knew each other. Although unlikely, the two Pokemon were both known for their digging, and by the way the Diglett was so clearly not scared, Eryn figured it likely. So, given that she was alone in trying to avoid a fight after entering a section of the caves all the other Pokemon knew to clear of, Eryn swallowed, raising a hand and waving.
“Hello Mr.—Ms.?—Onix!” she said, wondering whether she should raise her voice so the rock-type could hear her, then deciding against it in case it came off as rude. “My name is Eryn, and this is my Charmander, Dei, and my friend, Eri.”
She shot Eri a glance, raising her eyebrows to indicate that he should do something too. Thankfully, Eri understood, snapping up a hand to wave just as Eryn had done a second before.
“Right, sorry for trespassing, Mr. Onix. We were trying to get through these caves, and I decided to have us take a detour into this cavern because, well, curiosity.”
She smiled sheepishly up at the Pokemon. “Sorry if I’m interrupting your nap. You wouldn’t happen to know how to get out of these tunnels, would you, Mr. Onix? Or you, Mr. or Ms. Diglett,” she said, looking to the Diglett. “Would either of you happen to know the way out of here?”
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@Aviaire I’ll keep it in then to give them more history/background together
Gonna wait for a Dunk post before I continue with Pebs.
Added a section to my character's relationships in the CS section. If anyone has any problems, lemme know.
@Jasper19 How about Tony and Freddie know each other from a sport they used to play together? Would Freddie have played soccer or football? Or any other sport? (would give them a better/tighter history)
@Whirligig Ran off "handyman" in Bob's CS and figured he'd have fixed a few pipes in the past, thus making him known to Tony for that (his dad giving him an earful due to lost business). The section in the CS sound good to you?
@Aviaire Made Tony a semi-regular. What's the likelihood they were friends/acquaintances at the (probably small) high school they attended? And I guess this kinda includes @Zoey White too.
@Jasper19 How about Tony and Freddie know each other from a sport they used to play together? Would Freddie have played soccer or football? Or any other sport? (would give them a better/tighter history)
@Whirligig Ran off "handyman" in Bob's CS and figured he'd have fixed a few pipes in the past, thus making him known to Tony for that (his dad giving him an earful due to lost business). The section in the CS sound good to you?
@Aviaire Made Tony a semi-regular. What's the likelihood they were friends/acquaintances at the (probably small) high school they attended? And I guess this kinda includes @Zoey White too.
Anthony “Tony” Carter
Merja “Mer” Aaltonen
Evergreen Library || Thursday Afternoon || @Letter Bee
Mikhail’s tone surprised Mer. It varied between suave and argumentative, almost challenging before he fell silent, his eyes communicating pain and determination. Then, meeting her eyes, he abruptly changed his mind, backpedalling to apologies as Mer sat there, again not quite sure what to say. Before her was a boy asking her to help him better the world, partake in a righteous cause, but she felt unworthy of the position. While she wanted to support Mikhail's cause, wanted to help alleviate some of his pain, she also knew factually that she would probably be leading him on instead of helping him if she agreed.
His assertion that Mer should help him if neither Alex nor Joey wanted to made her feel rather awkward, especially with the aggressive tone he said it in. In his words, she was to help him if she “failed” to recruit either Alex or Joey to his cause. While she sympathized with him and wanted to help him, Mer couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed that he was being so presumptuous and pushy. Couldn’t he just calm down and let her help him the best way she could?
When psychology was brought up, Mer was surprised: Did Mikhail know that she was struggling in that class? She’d rarely brought it up to anyone unless asked, and she didn’t think anyone she’d brought it up to would spread that about her. But, considering that Mikhail had likely guessed that she had enough help in her chemistry and biology classes by the way she’d thrown out Joey and Alex’s names, she figured she was probably overthinking it. Still, she knew she wasn’t going to accept his help whether or not she agreed to aid him in making the antidote. She was already taking up Roscoe’s time with that, and getting help from the source himself was much more efficient than getting help secondhand, however qualified Mikhail had shown himself to be. Besides, troubling another person with her struggles was insensitive, and Mikhail had enough on his mind.
At Mikhail’s mention of Joey and Alex being nearby, Mer straightened, eyes wide as she scanned the library around her before refocusing on Mikhail. Was she to ask them right now? In her head, she’d meant that she’d ask them the next time she saw them, but perhaps having Mikhail with her would work better if they had questions. After all, she hadn’t asked for any particulars on exactly what he was looking for.
As soon as he brought up his rather unfortunate nicknames for them, though, her gaze snapped back to him, and she wondered whether she was right to assume he was telling the truth. By default, Mer preferred to assume that others were honest people, but there were moments that made her wonder whether her trust had been misplaced. This was one such moment, but Mer reminded herself that the world hadn’t been kind to Mikhail, so she could understand why he might be angry.
“Mikhail, I really do think that you’d be better off with someone more qualified than me to help you,” Mer said, meeting the boy’s eyes again with the hope that she would get through, that he would understand why she said what she had. “I’ve never worked in a lab, never done any sort of research aside from what every one of our classmates has done in class. So, to ask me to help you design an antidote—well, if you don’t know where to start, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t either.”
She paused, then lowered her voice a little. “Also, I, um, don’t think those nicknames are a good idea. You might hurt them if they overhear you talking about them like that.”
Eryn Montero
Wet Caverns || Day 3: Mid-morning
The new fork in the road took Eryn aback, and she has to take a moment of silent consideration this time, glancing between the two paths. Common sense told her to follow the river, but where was the adventure in trying to get out of the caverns so quickly. So okay, it might be smarter to err on the side of caution, but she could always lap back after. She wanted to see something, find something in these caverns, not get through scot-free and come out empty-handed. From the river route also came voices, which hinted at an exit, and Eryn figured she could always lap back and meet up with any trainers there.
“Alright Dei, let’s go this way,” Eryn said, wading towards dry land and setting both Dei and her backpack down when she got there. Then, looking back, she leaned down and spread her hands, making random ‘come hither’ motions underwater until Tula got the message and surfaced in her hands.
“There you are, Tutu. Not hurt, are you?” she asked, looking the Magikarp over, gasping and cooing when she saw the damage done.
“Oh, Tutu, sorry I didn't notice,” she said, retrieving the Magikarp's ball. “There there, my trusty little scout. Take a well-deserved rest.”
Tula wriggled as she was returned, and Eri appeared a moment later, shaking his coat out.
“Right-o, Eri. I was thinking, as a dark-type, can you see in the dark?” Eryn asked, motioning into the dark tunnel.
Eri frowned, peering into the darkness, then moved his head from left to right and back again, slowly.
“No?”
Eri repeated the motion, yipping.
“Alright, kinda, got it, but hey, go ahead and double me again, alright? Makes for better communication anyway,” Eryn said, shrugging. “May as well make it easier on ourselves.”
Eri nodded, closing his eyes. His form melded into the shadows, elongating to Eryn’s height before lightening to reveal Eryn’s mirror image.
“Amazing. Going to take some getting used to, but hey, lookin’ good,” Eryn said, grinning.
Her double grinned back, and Eryn suddenly wondered how long Eri had spent observing her before he was able to accurately replicate her mannerisms. She hadn’t been around the Infested Woods for too long—just a day or so, training, grinding, and exploring, and he’d gotten most all of her body language and usual ticks down, admittedly mostly by copying her one-for-one, but still. Would he learn other things just as quickly? And was he still watching her, taking note of what she was doing on a day-to-day basis?
On one part, Eryn didn’t mind this. Eri was free to watch and mimic if her if he wanted, and it’d be flattering if he did. On the other part, though, Eryn knew factually she wasn’t the best trainer yet—not even close. She still had a way to go, a whole journey’s worth of trials to face before she could call herself anything close to a role model, and for Eri to treat her as some sort of standard would be unfair to him, even if he didn’t realize it.
That said, the matter could be addressed later, or at least when they weren’t in the middle of the Wet Caverns. For now, Eryn would focus on the cave around her and all the possibilities in the darkness around her. The caverns offered a different sort of excitement compared to the Infested Forest, where the humid darkness of the woods obscured her vision. Here, she could see as far as the light could shine, but it was a vast, empty darkness, save for a slew of Zubats overhead that had by now somewhat thinned out, nesting in the overhead crags rather than fluttering wildly.
Eryn paused to consider bringing out Kylie as well before thinking better of it. Her two Pokemon would draw enough attention as it was, and the caverns were narrow enough as it was. Besides, having Kylie as her back-up was pretty sweet.
Eryn grinned, pointing ahead. “Onwards we go!”
Down the dry route they went, and soon enough Eryn found herself facing yet another split in the road, this one forking into three separate paths, two of which were wet. However, from the dry path came sounds, this time of hard objects clashing against each other. The smashing and crashing reminded Eryn of rocks hitting each other, and she grinned.
“This way,” she said, leading the way down the rocky path. “Let’s check out some rock- or ground-types. Get us a glimpse of the real cave Pokemon.”
As the sounds got louder and louder, Eryn peered into the darkness as Dei’s flame lit up the first round object rolling her way: a small boulder. Rolling towards her, it seemed to accelerate, prompting her to sidestep it with a surprised “oop” to allow it to crash into the cave wall behind her. Upon hitting the wall, the rock burst open, revealing… arms?
“Oh, a Geodude!”
Eryn’s identification, however, prompted the Pokemon to turn towards her, its eyes looking her and her double over critically. Then, withdrawing its arms, it threw itself in the direction of the louder smashes, rolling away.
Peering into the darkness, Eryn was able to make out other small, round shapes, and a much bigger rock rolling around in the makeshift rink of stone. Judging by the size, it couldn’t have been a Geodude, and she pulled out her Pokedex to confirm her suspicions: a Graveler.
“Well, guess this is the end of the line for us here, or is it?” she asked, eyes catching on a path in the back. While there was a brawl of sorts going on around the ramp in the room, Eryn was too caught up in the possibilities of what could lay down the path behind the Geodudes. Why had they chosen to gather here instead of somewhere else? Were there, perhaps, rarer Pokemon, or even gemstones in the back?
“Eri, keep up, okay?” Eryn said, flashing a grin that her double mirrored. Then, making sure the Graveler was starting to roll away from the right of the room, Eryn sprinted down the right edge of the room, making for the path in the back.
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