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Riz Gukgak | Fantasy High

[nightyorb]

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Can we talk about the police here for a second?
I'm dying to talk about the police here.
Because, like, I'm not the only one who can see something is up here, right?
I know this world is pretty fucking bonkers, but seriously?
They are all identical.
All of them.
What is up with that?
Magic isn't supposed to be real here, but that has got to be some sort of illusion magic.
Or a really fucking up Mirror Image spell.
Or something.
(I wish Adaine was here.
She is much better than me at this arcane stuff.)
Are they even all individual people?
Are they all connected to some sort of hive mind?
If I tell something to one of them, will they all know it?
Has anyone tested any of this?


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First let me say that this is entirely hypothetical.

Can pokemon drink coffee?
If yes, how many cups is too many cups of coffee?
Is it more than five?

Again, purely hypothetically speaking.


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[Today, we find ourselves in a park in a city. Which park and which city? Unimportant. It could be any park and city. What is important is the coffee kiosk -- it's one of those mobile ones, the sort that exists to sell okay-ish (at best) coffee to travellers on the go, in those little disposable cups that always seem to end up in the gutter rather than the trash.

The little kiosk is probably green. They are always green.

A boy is standing in front of the kiosk, frowning mightily up (and up; he's barely four and half feet tall) at the current bane of his existence. The boy is wearing a proper suit-and-vest along with a flat cap on his head. A Yungoos stands at his side, mirroring its trainer's frown, also wearing an identical (though even smaller) flat cap. You have a feeling they are definitely both gunning for a professional look here, but have both rolled a nat-one on this one.]

Seriously? You are not going to sell me a coffee?

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[yourworldnow]

You're not supposed to give them coffee.

[Auron isn't entirely sure on this, mind you, but it seems like a bad idea.]

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[nightyorb]

Not supposed to as in it's bad for them or not supposed to like how you are not supposed to drink old cold coffee?

[Cause people tell Riz not to drink old cold coffee all the time, and he is totally fine.]

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[yourworldnow]

[Gross.]

Hypothetically, you already gave them coffee, didn't you?

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[nightyorb]

I didn't give him anything.
He decided to all on his own.

I mean. Hypothetically speaking.
Because this is a hypothetical situation.

[Listen, it's not Riz's fault, okay? He had just woken up after a good night of exactly four hours of sleep to find that while he slept his Yungoos had finished all the half-empty cups of coffee around the apartment. That could've happened to anyone!]

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[yourworldnow]

I see. Completely hypothetically.

[It's like dealing with Tidus all over again, and somehow, that's enough to almost make Auron smile. Teenagers.]

Is this hypothetical coffee drinking Pokemon otherwise acting out of the ordinary? Besides, perhaps, a purely hypothetical amount of excess energy?

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[nightyorb]

[Riz is just going to send Auron a picture. It's of a Yungoos sitting on its haunches, a small flat cap on its head. It's also staring into the distance fixedly like it can see the very nature and structure of the universe, all atoms and the shining connections between them, its tail a slight blur from where it's twitching constantly.]

He's probably fine right?

[Nat 1 on that medicine check there.]

[necrodentia]

If you think the police are bad, wait till you see the nurses.
I wish I still had access to my magic, I'd love to throw a Detect Magic spell at their asses.

[nightyorb]

The nurses are also super creepy and the weirdest part is how everybody is just acting like this is normal?
Oh, just an army of identical women filling all the important law enforcement and healthcare positions, nothing more to see here.

Almost makes me wish I had taken a level in... wizard or something.
Though I guess if I had, it would've been useless now anyway.

[necrodentia]

Yyyyyyyep. Take it from this wizard, any kind of levels you take aren't going to prepare you for how whacko this world can be.

[nightyorb]

Just perfect.
Part of me wants to say that as a rogue, at least my skills are still there.
But it's not like I can do much of anything with them when I haven't got my gun or sword.

[Or the cool bullet upgrades he had only just gotten from his dad's task force. He's still got the vest and watch, but the vest is now just a (admittedly fashionable) vest and the watch's laser, which is supposed to do actual radiant damage, is now nothing more than the cheap laser from a cat toy.

Which has still proven somewhat useful in keeping PI entertained, mind you, but not what it is supposed to do.]

Are you from Spyre too or have you come from a different plane?
And how long have you been here anyway?

[necrodentia]

Oh, hey! Yeah, rogue skills are kind of applicable no matter where you are. One of my friends back home is a rogue.

No, I'm from Nua. I've been here about six months now? Never heard of Spyre, but it sounds like our planes are more alike than most others. Can you believe there are worlds out there where magic isn't real?

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[atu327a]

you've already given your Pokémon coffee, haven't you?

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[nightyorb]

Does nobody know what hypotheticals are in this place?

Fine, yes, my pokemon drank coffee, but I didn't give it to him.
He drank mine while I was asleep.

[atu327a]

next time try actually being subtle.

you'll have to ask the nurse about your Pokémon specifically. each kind is capable of eating different things. there is a horse that eats dirt and others absorb electricity, so it's hard to tell what "human" substances could be hurtful or not by "don't feed this to the dog" standards.

[nightyorb]

Yeah, I'm gonna pass on the freaky nurses.
Are there no normal, non-identical healers in this place?

[atu327a]

there are, but they are private practices. Pokécenters are free. they aren't so bad if you think of them as infinite twins.

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[battlesheet]

[ We're going to say this is Goldenrod, because if Fabian is here he's definitely been brought in as a Rocket. And while Riz's dress might seem familiar, he doesn't look the same.

Of course, Fabian looks exactly the same minus what he's dressed in because half-elves only get the ears outwardly and that is not offensive to this world. But really, his gush of a proper accent and his demeanor is more than enough. ]

Perhaps they don't sell caffeine to children - get over it and order a tea-based cortado.

While he's debating, I'll have vanilla bean frappe with whip... and a pup cup. Thank you.

[ Behind Fabian sits a dutiful Houndour and a bored Baile Oricorio. ]

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[nightyorb]

[Riz definitely does not look the same, which is... still pretty damn weird? Each time he catches sight of his reflection (not that he tries to look much as reflective surfaces these days) it takes him a good moment to remember that the weird, pasty-pink, short-eared and flat-teethed thing in the mirror is supposed to be him.

He grew a little, coming here, but that is really not worth all this weirdness.

At the words coming from behind him, he spins on his heel, ready to let this stranger know how he is sixteen, thank you very much, and this world just has it out for short people, and anyway, he's been drinking coffee since the very normal age of five so everybody should just lay off already and let him have his goddamn coffee, but the words die on his tongue when the guy's appearance clicks with the accent, and instead, he just ends up pointing and staring wide-eyed up at him.]

F-Fabian?

[battlesheet]

[ The presumptuous teen is taken aback after his name is reckoned, blinking back from his imperious command for frappe. His order is out there and is being processed, but Fabian's eyes narrow down on this pink creature. The way his name was said, this person obviously knows him... it even seems incredibly familiar. ]

Ri-

I mean. [ He crosses his arms. ] What's your name? So many people around here know mine, you have to be new...

[ Fabian is gesturing and posing as awkwardly as usual for a scene he is totally not comfortable in. ]

[nightyorb]

[Riz knows Fabian doesn't have the best insight, and again, he also looks completely unlike himself, but even with all these very logical reasons why Fabian wouldn't recognise him, it does twist in his chest a bit.]

Come on, we're best friends.

[And then, with a small huff, he reaches for his dumb, flat ears, pulling them outwards as much as he can.]

Picture these but much bigger. And also, I'm green instead of pink and not this tall. And my teeth are properly badass instead of whatever this is.

[Come on, Fabian. How many people do you know that could honestly call four-and-a-half feet tall?]

[battlesheet]

[ We're best friends. Fabian casts such a dubious look behind him his Oricorio fluffs up like a bouncer, though his Houndour is notably dozing.

Fabian watches this display and gives a mild gesture to let his Oricorio know to not to dunk on this dude despite some odd things. A part of him already knows what to expect, but... this is so weird. He actually feels a bit wrong the moment after he's sure this is Riz. It's always felt fine calling the goblin The Ball, but it was something else watching him perform being a friend as a pink little humanoid. ]

OKAY! YO! [ Rounding on the barista to channel his excitement. His friend is here! ]

YOU BETTER GIVE ME A GRANDE PUMPKIN SPICE! TWO GRANDE PUMPKIN SPICE!

[ Tis the season for his mom sending him out for coffee... ]

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[kikoeogimi]

I'm not sure I've ever had coffee, but 5 cups is a lot of anything.

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[nightyorb]

They weren't like full cups.
Mostly empty.
Half empty, at least.
Anyway, I drink more than five cups of coffee most days and I am fine.

[Riz sleeps four hours a night if that, he and fine aren't even in the same country at this point.]

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[kikoeogimi]

Well then, why do you ask?