Zanavy

You are the Mon

I'm literally gonna do a random number generator to choose mine. It seems more true to how it would go in the games, and it's kinda fun to not have total control ^_^

Pokemon Spiral

Hi friends! Thanks for waiting. I have about 1.5 months left of working two jobs, and then my schedule should get more stable for a while.

Also, Ty still hasn't noticed that Sophia is a psychic. XD One day he's gonna be like WHAT THE HECK?

Pokemon Spiral

Ty Westgrove

Mesalon Pokecenter

"Hm?" Ty uttered, turning toward the trainer who sheepishly offered a napkin. Then he noticed the orange goo covering one of his jacket's sleeves. Well, that was impressive.

"Bro, those chunks flew really far that time!" the punk enthused, grinning at his Scyther. He mistakenly assumed Reaper's prowess was the culprit. "Lan's Pokémon better watch out!"

It seemed more trainers had gathered to watch the show. Ty smiled and agreed to let the trainers watch more fruit tricks. As if he and Reaper had more fruit tricks. Which they didn't.

"Uhh, I'm gonna help clean up the orange corpse first, though," the blond suggested, stalling for time. "I'd like to be let back into this Pokemon Center in the future."

A few minutes later, the table was clean and the trainer held some... grapes? Sure, grapes.

"Alright," Ty announced. "We're gonna try a new one, but we gotta go outside for this."

Once outside, Ty began a grandiose explanation of the fabulous new trick.

"In ring number one, we have... REAPER! In a daring feat of agility. Feast your eyes as I throw one, two, maybe even THREE grapes into the air. Gaze upon the sight as this strong Scyther catches them on his blades, holding as many at a time as possible. Watch with bated breath as there is less and less room on his killer blades. ARE. YOU. READAAAAY!"

Reaper let out a sharp buzz and hovered into the air a few yards away. He seemed more focused when presented with a brand new challenge to conquer.

Ty picked out a large grape and hurled it toward Reaper. The Scyther delivered an expert blow to the small moving target. Unfortunately, the slice was much too strong for the grape, which splattered into oblivion.

"Close one," Ty encouraged. "Go a little lighter this time."

Ty tossed another grape. The same thing happened. Reaper missed the fourth grape entirely. The Scyther was becoming visibly frustrated.

"Okay, time out," Ty called, walking toward his bug type. Reaper landed on the ground and turned away, just... done with this whole stupid thing.

"You're slashing like this," the trainer demonstrated with a sharp karate chop motion. "It's perfect for battling. But some things are gonna need less force. If you just go like this..." Ty rotated his left arm, thumb facing up. He placed a grape onto the bony part of his forearm. "Keep your blade still. Use your wings to get to the grape, not your arms." Ty carefully patted the bug's shoulder. "If that doesn't work, we can workshop it later."

Reaper grumbled. Then he flitted into the air, willing to try one more time. Ty backed up a little and tossed a grape. Reaper instinctually slashed toward it again, but he caught himself and steadied himself to focus on the new plan. The next grape, he kept his blade-arms mostly still and focused on his flight. The grape bounced off the side of his blade. A few more grapes were missed or splattered. Then, a grape landed right on the center of his blade and stuck there.

"YEAH!" Ty shouted, jumping and celebrating like his favorite team had won the championship game. "You got it!"

Reaper celebrated with equal enthusiasm, victoriously flailing his arms into the air. The grape flew off into the distance, eventually beaming some wild Ratatta just minding its own business. But that didn't matter. It stuck on the blade. Everyone saw it.

"Alright, behind the back!"

Ty did a fancy throw behind his back and over his shoulder. Reaper eagerly dived down to catch the flying fruit. SUCCESS! Two in a row!

The Scyther grinned at his trainer, surprised to see no grin in return. His left blade held a pierced grape near the tip. His right blade had gone two inches away from piercing his trainer's shoulder. Reaper's expression changed to match Ty's look of ashen shock and both stood frozen for a second.

"Heheheh, I'm not a grape," Ty anxiously chuckled, trying vainly to reassure his Pokémon. "Le-let's be more careful next time."

Reaper responded by clicking on his pokeball and immediately, wordlessly, vanishing inside. Ty gulped and took a deep breath before turning to his audience.

"So, we're going to the... uhhhh... the gym? Who wants to beat Lan first?"

@Typical@LuckyBlackCat@Noxx

You are the Mon

Jeri

Jeri listened to Seraph's soliloquy in stony silence. So, this place is a hellworld for its native inhabitants, too. At least, it had become so recently. Jeri had hoped other Pokémon would know what to do about their weird dimensional travel situation. But it seemed there were many strange events even lifelong Pokémon couldn't explain.

"Much appreciated," she responded politely as the farm dwellers provided information and provisions. Now that Jeri was in a warmer and safer place, her temper had softened quite a bit.

Jeri carefully tilted her soup bowl back with her mouth so she could pour a small stream inside. Strange, how so many of her companions happened to lack hands... and of COURSE, pretty much every other Pokémon they encountered had something at least close to hands. Well, hopefully Jeri would gain some appendages whenever she evolved into whatever Dunsparce evolves into.

"I hope that move is pretty good," Jeri said to the group in general. She wriggled underneath the third blanket. "Maybe, with more people- uh, Pokémon- everyone can try to do somethin' more than just survive another day."

With that, Jeri relaxed and closed her eyes.

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: slightly damaged

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Screw this world, I still want to go home

Pokemon Spiral

Ty Westgrove

Mesalon Pokecenter

As the nightmare visions appeared along the walls and even the floor, Hunk jumped into action. The Timburr growled and stood to place himself solidly in front of Lacey, stump out in a shielding position, as if to protect the small Gothita from the dread shadow creatures. Hunk glared bravely at the darkness -- while trying to conceal his shaking hands.

Reaper paused his eating momentarily to look at the spontaneous shadow monstrosities. The Scyther gave a nod of acknowledgement, mildly impressed, before returning to his meal.

"Jeez!" Ty exclaimed with a flinch. Though the trainer who requested a show was the most acutely aware that something was about to happen, the sudden and all-encompassing visions were still enough to startle just about anyone. After a few seconds, Ty's look of shock morphed into a mischievous smile.

When it was over, Ty laughed in an odd mix between amusement and a tinge of nervousness.

"Good one, little dude," Ty addressed Fantoccino. "I don't think Pokémon contests have a scary category, but if they did, you'd totally win."

A loud whining sound, like somebody slowly letting the air out of a balloon, filled the Pokémon Center. Medic, who had apparently been too paralyzed with terror to make any motion or sound, was definitely doing so now. Ty turned toward the loud crying with a startled look and then his cheeks turned slightly red.

"Ah jeez... It's okay, Medic. It wasn't real. C'mere."

The tearful Igglybuff ran to her trainer's outstretched arms and buried her squishy body as tightly against his chest as possible. Her sobbing quieted down a little, but with her species' particularly powerful lungs, she was still likely to wake up half of the Pokémon Center. The blond trainer spent a minute petting her and murmuring vague attempts at motherly reassurance. Once he was sure the worst of her panic was over, Ty rolled his eyes and looked toward Reaper.

"Alright, our turn. We could use something silly after that." Ty left the table for a minute, still carrying Medic bundled in his jacket, and returned with a few pieces of fruit. The Scyther gave Ty a look that seemed to convey 'I'd rather walk into an Onix's lair.'

"We'll have plenty of time for barrel rolls later, but not inside," Ty argued. "I don't think that light can take another hit. Now, back up a little bit."

At Ty's gesture, Reaper sighed and hovered toward an empty corner. Ty tossed a large apple toward the bug type. The Scyther slashed up with both of its blade-arms, slicing the apple into three pieces, and then managed to hit two of them on the way back down. The trick wasn't perfected yet - he couldn't quite get to nine evenly sliced chunks - but Ty still grinned with satisfaction. Ty picked up an apple chunk and gave it to Medic. The Igglybuff continued to weep slightly as she nibbled on the treat.

"Alright, orange time."

Ty set down an orange in the middle of an empty table and backed away. Reaper rolled his eyes. Then he closed them and took a couple deep, centering breaths. A blur of green appeared around the orange. For a second, all was still, the orange unchanged. Then, the orange exploded into a pile of sticky juice and pulp from its many clean cuts. Ty laughed, a worker in the distance huffed about the mess these people were making, and Reaper victoriously licked the juice from his blades like the blood of his enemies. It was then that the two battling researchers walked back into the Pokémon Center.

@LuckyBlackCat @Dusksong

You are the Mon

Jeri

Alongside most of her allies, Jeri squeezed into the pelican's beak. It was tight enough to feel awkward, but not enough to feel crushing. A couple minutes into the flight, the bee-snake relaxed, realizing this wasn't gonna be so bad.

About two seconds later, the Dunsparce immediately tensed again as something began to coil around her back. Was that... Wendy's tongue, maybe? Gross. Jeri reflexively jerked for a moment, probably jostling a couple of her allies in the process. Including a black snake who remained coiled around her, unbeknownst to either party.

Jeri realized that bucking around would earn mass annoyance at best, and perhaps a very fast trip to the ground at worst. All she could do was spend the rest of the flight grumbling incoherently, not even able to speak her grievances due to her chin being conveniently smushed up against the sturdy beak.

"Finally!" Jeri remarked when it was her turn to gracefully flop out of the bird's beak. She shot Wendy a brief dirty glance. Then she carefully observed her surroundings and the other Pokemons' conversation. The farmstead felt familiar to her, hopefully a piece of stability in this crazy world. Jeri had never lived on a farm, but some of her friends in Missouri, United States, Regular Earth had, so she understood a few things about a farmer's work and lifestyle.

"Thanks for takin' us in," Jeri addressed the red mohawk farmer as she began to slither inside the farmhouse. "I agree with the others. I know ya have to ration stuff out 'till the next harvest. And we've been pretty good at findin' food so far. In the meantime, let us know if ya need a little help around the farm. If we ain't afraid of killer crows, we shouldn't be afraid of a little hard work. Uhh, maybe wait a few hours though... we've had an interestin' coupla days."

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: slightly damaged

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Screw this world, I still want to go home

You are the Mon

Jeri

Jeri didn't have much to add to the conversation, for she spent most of its length struggling to open Wendy's bottle of berry juice. Such things had become more difficult than they should be due to the loss of, y'know, HANDS. Jeri wasn't even sure how the pelican managed to open this thing... maybe with her feet?

Eventually, the Dunsparce managed to contort her flexible body into a position where she could hold the bottle's bottom with her tail and pull at the top with her mouth. As she guzzled some of the juice, it felt... warm, comforting. Whatever this juice was made of, it tasted closer to Earth food than anything else she'd tasted in this hellworld, and it helped rejuvenate her. The slash on Jeri's side sealed up enough to stop bleeding, though it would still sting for a while.

"Normally, someone askin' me to ride in their mouth'd be the weirdest thing I've heard all month," Jeri remarked. "But all rules of normal seem to be out the window in this place, so... let's go."

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: slightly damaged

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Learn how to battle well

You are the Mon

Sorry again friends. Henceforth, if I am the last to post and three days passes after the sixth poster, I give you permission to move on without my post. Jeri will take a passive, go-with-the-group action. If we're in battle, assume she's using Rage unless otherwise specified. It's her natural state.

Pokemon Spiral

Ty Westgrove

Mesalon Pokecenter

Soon after Ty sat down, he saw two of the trainers from yesterday leave with a bunch of Pokémon in tow. Dang it. He was hoping he'd found a group to chill with, but maybe they were all eager to leave without him?

Well, at least Sophia was still taking her time to have some breakfast. Hopefully she could convince her group to wait a little while longer, after he tried for his gym badge.

Ty listened to Sophia while pouring an abundance of syrup on his waffle. He turned to Fantoccino with a smile.

"A performer, eh? My Pokémon are, too. Would you like to give us a little show?"

A nearby hacking sound drew Ty's attention. Evidently, Hunk was trying to inhale his food. Ty chuckled and slapped the Timburr's back as he gasped for breath, a little embarrassed but no worse for wear.

"No need to eat that fast, big guy. The day's still young. I bet you'll get your Low Kick spot-on before noon, and we'll still have plenty of time to beat the gym leader after that."

The leather-clad trainer turned back to Sophia and her Shuppet.

"Sorry for the interruption. You have my full attention for at least the next ten seconds."

@LuckyBlackCat

Pokemon Spiral

How should we proceed with posts for this IG day? Should we try to get through the rest of the Mesalon stuff asap? Or would we/should we have time for more conversation, character development, etc.? For example, would it be better for me to skip to the gym battle or keep chatting with Sophia until we're all ready for the gym?