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ohmyarceus2021-03-01 07:53 pm
I am in need of assistance regarding a small, dog-like animal. Its fur is a deep orange, with black stripes throughout its coat. Its mane is beige. It has attached itself to me since I have arrived here, and although I have been caring for it, I am concerned that it may belong to someone else.ii. moomoo farm
Additionally, from what I understand, automobiles and spacecraft are a rarity on this planet, although communal transportation such as trains and boats are still in existence. I have also observed several people use their own pets to ferry themselves over long distances. Tell me which creature is the fastest and most reliable in which to tame for the purposes of transportation.
[It is strange how an otherwise common color can seem so foreign to one's eyes. There is the metallic, emerald shine of the Ruby 7. There is the bright, neon green found in the lights of a ship's geiger counter, warning pilots to steer away from radiation. But the lush green found in living plants is a rarity in the solar system. After Earth had lost its former splendor, only the rich found it within themselves to put this much time and effort into caring for something so elaborate, something that would never understand the labor needed to allow it to thrive.iii. on the road
The man in the brown jacket sits in a field, surrounded by grass and weeds and other unidentified plant life. He never thought that he would exist in a place where this much green was taken for granted--though, this is something he does not mind. He observes the Miltank and Tauros grazing on the horizon, and he is at peace.
He has been sitting here for some amount of time. Curled up in his lap is a sleeping Growlithe. Its chest slowly rises and falls as it burrows itself into the crook of his leg. His bag has been placed a few feet away, just out of reach.
He considers getting up. The Growlithe snores. Without turning his head, the man speaks.]
I would appreciate if you could hand me my belongings.
[He inclines his head towards the Growlithe. Anybody would understand that, under these circumstances, it would be unwise (and perhaps even cruel) to get up and disturb this creature from its slumber.]
[There seems to be an argument occurring between two trainers out on one of the routes. The first trainer, tall man in a brown jacket, has his wallet out. The other trainer, a Bug Catcher, by the looks of it, seems aghast at this flagrant violation of standard trainer etiquette, but no matter how much they sputter and explain that their opponent had won the battle fair and square, the man refuses. At no point in time does he ever phrase his words like a request.]iv. wildcard
You will not pay me. I will pay you.
[The Bug Catcher shakes his head, looking utterly bewildered. The man does not seem to be interested in further debate.]
That was a commendable battle, and your efforts should not go unrecognized. Therefore, I will pay you.
[Perhaps you should intervene--it doesn't seem like this man will give up in his efforts any time soon....]
[Got another idea? Feel free to hit me up @wolfnoir!]
bestswordmaster
2021-03-03 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
asummerstory
- 2021-03-03 19:39 (UTC) - Expand[Hagakure is no stranger to waking up in weird places, in fact, one could argue that he's intimately familiar with it! So, when his eyes snap open and he sees a room that is most certainly not his own, his breath catches in his throat. This isn't cool, not at all, he thought he was past this.
His legs swing out from his bed, firmly planting feet onto the ground. He whips around his head, only to find a neat little package with a note on the desk beside him. It only takes him a moment to read the contents, and... he's stunned. Worse than waking up inside of his school with a weird mastermind forcing him to play some freaky game, he's... a grunt for Team Rocket? No way. This has to be another joke!
Well, it isn't. And Hagakure is freaking out. He practically bolted out of headquarters and into the streets proper—only half dressed in his Rockets uniform with its jacket slung over his shoulders, and its pants rolled up to his shins (with sandals on no less)—to proceed to... scream. Yes, he's shouting.]
W-W-What the crap?! [He grabs his head, which is on a swivel as he takes in the sights of people going about their merry ways with their pokemon.] God! Buddha! Keanu Reeves! This must be a joke?! Or a dream! Yeah! A dream!!
[He turns on his heel then, only to slam fast first into someone. From his pocket falls a pokeball, and from that pokeball comes a Ghastly!]
Ah, shoot! [Hagakure winces as he looks down at the poor person he's run into,] are ya okay, dude??
[You know what's worse than waking up inside of a beloved childhood video game? Getting lost in said video game. Which is precisely what happened to Hagakure.
He's not sure how he ended up in this city of ruins (perhaps he was drawn by the psychic power emanating from it!), but he certainly is here now. He doesn't seem too content with finding a way out either, considering that he's found himself a nice lounging spot on the steps that blocks the road through it. Sun bathing is pretty nice, and it's pretty good for calming him down from otherwise freaking out about not knowing where he's going.
With a bit of dried straw between his lips, he chews on the stalk while humming a tune—finding himself caught up in the nicest feeling he's enjoyed since waking up here. So caught up in fact that he doesn't realize it when he shifts backwards and presses the pokeball attached to his hip against the stairs, it buzzes to life. Nope, it's not until that Ghastly is at his shoulder that his good mood is ruined, and any serenity found in the stillness of those ruins is shattered with the pitch of his shriek.
Hagakure bolts from his own pokemon, only to hide behind a nearby pillar.]
B-Begone foul spirit! I banish you! [He whimpers at the snickering Ghastly,] wh-where's some purifying salt when you need it...!
hey dudes 😓😓 do u kno how 2 change ur pkmn?? 😫😭
i have this ghost 👻 followin me 😫😫 and i'm freakin tf out!!
i tried 2 release it but it just keeps followin me!! 😩😩 help!!!!
[Feel free to hit Hagakure with anything!! If you would like to plan something, you can reach me at
originalscissorsister
- 2021-03-08 14:34 (UTC) - Expandasperalter
2021-03-08 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's this feeling you get once you've reached a milestone. The end of a journey. A sense of "What happens now?" "This all feels too good to be true", and so on. Turns out, all of those feelings Kay had been grappling with the last three months weren't unwarranted. Waking up in the bedroom of your parent's home isn't exactly odd for Kay, but the fact that his Mom is not his Mom is VERY odd. He doesn't even have the opportunity to get a word in edgewise before he's been evicted, which was a lot more than he could say for how he had to escape through the window to start his journey the first time.
And the Pokeball on his bedside table was not familiar at all, nor is the little Pokemon he releases from it. Not just in never having met, but he's reasonably sure the little rabbit was of a species he'd never before seen in his life.
Oh dear.
Not one to jump to panic, he took to the routes immediately to head for the first big city with his new Scorbunny partner riding happily on his shoulders. The little guy could tell that this was a seasoned trainer he'd been partnered up with just from the way he handled him, but that didn't mean Kay was any less worried. Where was Trishout...?
Eventually he decides to take to the Network with his Gear, a much more outdated form of Pokedex and device functionality compared to what he's used to back in Eldiw, but it would have to do.]
If anyone out there can hear me...what region is this?
[It's unfortunate it's not Johto and not Kanto, or else he would have at least had some familiarity with it.]
[The treck to Goldenrod had been a long one, but it's by no means a disappointment once Kay arrives there. It reminds him of Hypelion City in a lot of ways, huge and bustling and with it's own mega-mall type establishment to boot. He could go straight there to see what sorts of offerings it had, but instead he chooses to find a bench near the city's center to sit. Mainly, he wants to do some Pokemon watching to get a feel for the types that live in Johto. It's already apparent to him that the X Pokemon aren't a phenomenon here, which is a relief. Many of Eldiw's unique species aren't here either, just as much as there are some he's never seen before.
That much is true of the Meowth he's petting that happened to wander up onto the bench beside him, purring and batting at the zipper of his coat. Anyone nearby might notice Kay talking to himself quietly, or- more specifically- to the Meowth.]
I've never seen a Meowth like you before.
RUDE AWAKENING, part a. [for other team rocket members]
RUDE AWAKENING, part b. [for other team rocket members]
A NICE WALK, SURELY. [ota]
WILDCARD. [ota]
{ooc; info/permissions post here. feel free to contact me with any questions/to plot, if you'd like! risotto is being apped from the end of his canon arc so he naturally contains spoilers for most of part 5 of jojo's as well, so if you're avoiding those, beware!
a personal note: i'd prefer the handwaving/'whatever is most fun narratively'/or even dice roll variants for playing out any actual pokemon battles that might happen from his prompts, as opposed to exact movesets/etc, if that works for anyone interested!}
happyhalloween
2021-04-09 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
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