ohmyarceus | JANUARY - FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

it hates being in its ball. it screeches whenever I get the ball out and won't stop until I put it away.

[Harry manages to find a small library type ladder and brings it over. It's just a little shorter then where she is.]

Alright. Try climbing down the shelves and onto the ladder. I'll hold it still, so it won't fall.

[Sorry, he's in dad mode.]

The nobody nodded along as if he knew what the man was referring to when he said the names of pokemon. He'd probably learn eventually, but right now it was all just a jumble of words with no real meaning to him.

"That doesn't sound fun..." He missed his skateboard, though he knew even that wasn't the best way to get around. It wouldn't do him any good outside of the city, really. Watching the big beast with its master was sort of endearing, and Roxas couldn't help but marvel at their apparent bond.

"A stampede of what?" He asked cautiously. Of course, Ash was going to say some name he didn't recognize, but he could at least commit that name to memory and avoid whatever Ash said.

The next person to come down the road is a man in a desert tan flight-suit with a No-Ghosts patch sewn into the shoulder. He's followed, almost orbited, by a Rotom, who he seems to be chatting animatedly with, even if only one of them can speak in a language the other finds intelligible.

"Is everything alright, ma'am?" Ray says, spotting Rose along the side of the road. "I don't think you're going to find too many vehicles on this road, but if you need to get somewhere quickly we can probably call someone."

"Zebstrika! Basically take a zebra and get it fully jumped up with electricity. Then take an entire herd of them, have a massive thunderstorm push em to eleven and then have the herd go charging down a long, straight road with no turns or nooks you can hide in. That's what happened to me." He smiled and began to weave his story to Roxas.

"I'd hopped off the bike to try and get out of the rain for a bit and dry off. Luckily I had several Pokemon with me; they noticed the stampede before I did. My Rapidash, she was just a Ponyta then, warned everyone and led the way, and Crash got me on his back and charged down with her. He couldn't outrun them but being on his back meant I didn't get crushed, and the bike was probably trampled to dust. He took their shocks like it was nothing and when they passed, he let me ride him until we made it to the next town." Ash spoke with all the charm of a storyteller, and on telling how Crash had helped saved his life, knelt and gave his head a hug. Crash snorted and nuzzled into him happily.

"Like, it really wasn't fun at the time. But I wasn't too badly hurt, just a bit shaken and I got hit by some stray sparks from the Zebstrika, thanks to this big doofus."

Recognizing that she had her thumb out again, Rose's hand pats against her side, trying to hook or dip into the pocket or belt loop on the kinds of clothing she normally manifests for herself, finding nothing but slick green silk. Of course, she doesn't know just how those fashions went after she died, but certainly in 1952 no one put pockets on a prom dress.

Rose blinks wide eyes at Ray, falling back into the long-practiced persona of a young woman more hopeful than anything. Certainly not annoyed with herself and the situation. "Oh, I don't know! I've been walking for hours and I don't know how far it is to the next town! Absol is a dear but is just as clueless as I am."

She can't tell now if Ray's a real, living person, but if she could she'd register some disappointment; people don't shrug out of flightsuits to lend to hitchhikers. Not that that's a concern. This place seems to have lent her life without having to borrow it from kind strangers. The patch doesn't worry her too much. When she has this semblance of life there's very little anywhere that can tell she's dead.

"Judging by the map on this device, it's still a couple of days out. Faster if you can find a Pokémon to ride, but unfortunately I haven't seen anything that size on this route." He says, glancing around as if to see if he might have been wrong about that.

"I'm Dr. Ray Stantz," he adds, holding out a hand to shake, "Just Ray is fine. The little orange entity here is Sparks the Rotom."

"Oh... the device..." she says, and there's no acting needed to put an uncertain falter into her voice. Rose is aware of the various handheld electronics that people have been carrying more and more advanced versions of in the past few decades, but they're totally outside of her experience. The place where she goes to rest is very much like the diners she knew in life, and people don't lend little glowing valuables to hitchhikers. If these things have souls, and anything can build a soul if loved for long enough, they aren't ones that talk to hers. She's learned to tell motorists her phone is broken or out of batteries and that's about it. "I don't know how to use that."

"Rose." She's more or less alive, here, and shakes his hand without hesitation. Her fingers are cold to the touch, as ever, but that's not so unusual among living people. "I don't know if Absol is sticking around for long enough to need a name yet." Names have power, and anyway in her experience she's never side by side with anyone for long.

"STOP THAT!"

It killed Cynthia to see somebody abusing their pokemon, even moreso because it was as 'pathetic' as Magikarp seemed to be. She'd seen the whole thing, and rushed over as soon as the thud of the pokemon hitting the tree had rung throughout their vicinity.

Skidding to a halt, Cynthia barely kept her balance as she stood between Azula and the other girl's Magikarp. "You can't just treat your pokemon like that! They're supposed to be your friends!"

Diana is just trying to walk past with her Sylveon, who's holding her hand with its long ribbon and rubbing its head against her leg.

She arches her brow and looks around for a moment to make sure this weirdo is addressing her. "Er, yeah. How about, no?"

Azula looked affronted and then irritated as she drew herself up to her full height and crossed the space between herself and Cynthia in a few long legged strides.

"Oh yes, of course. How foolish of me. I should be treating these powerful, bloodthirsty creatures as a friend rather then something that thrives on combat. I'm sure that those who rise to the very top are always coddling and cooing at their pokemon rather then ensuring that they perform to the highest standards possible."

Her golden eyes were crackling with intensity despite the dangerous low tone of her voice.

"But more importantly, who are you and what gives you the right to presume to tell me how to take care of my property?"

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[You might just see a pair of brand spanking new running shoes hanging out from the bottom of any old tree on the trail. You just might if you look upwards. What is a guaranteed view, however, is the Deerling on the ground that's desperately trying to get the owner of said dangling feet to come down out of the tree by butting its head against the trunk. Not too roughly, of course. The Pokemon isn't foolish. But just hard enough that it makes a solid thunk that's enough to catch anybody's attention.]

Jean, stop! I told you I'll be down in a minute!

[Jean (that is the Pokemon formally known as Jean 2.0) does not care for this minute business. Can Pokemon even tell time? Whatever. In the end, it's clearly worried about its trainer that's battling against the Pidgey that's a few branches above her, strong beak wrapped around the strap of her bag. There's snacks in here! For humans and Pokemon both! It's determined not to let it go!]

You give that back! It doesn't belong to you! You can't go around stealing other people's belongings! That's rude!

[Says the girl who is constantly stealing herself, but that's for survival! totally different situation. This is one fat Pidgey who looks to be doing just fine on its own (nevermind it's probably a career criminal.) Sasha needs her bag back and no matter what this dumb bird or Jean 2.0 thinks, she's not leaving this tree until she gets it back.

So yeah, she'll be here for a long while. Come visit her new home.]

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[For most people, this isn't a familiar face. For others it just might be, it is because Sasha's been here before, only she had the stinking bad luck to get sent back home for a while, back to the world of death and destruction and worst of all in her eyes, constant hunger. So she doesn't look as bright faced and plump as she did while in Johto. Her hair is longer, in dire need of a trim, and tucked into a greasy ponytail, her face has lost whatever roundness it gained in this world and there are dark circles under her eyes from a lack of sleep. Not only could she use a nap, she could use a bath too.

In short, she looks a hot mess, but if you had to fight off a Titan that wanted to chomp on you with nothing but a single arrow, wouldn't you look terrible too?

But Sasha also looks to be an old hat at settling into this world, what with her Deerling curled up beside her, its head in her lap sharing space with an empty bento box, as she perches on a rock on one of the many routes in town. That Mom lady who is still convinced she's Sasha's mom sure makes good lunches, but they still aren't enough to fill her belly completely so that is why Sasha rolls a handful of Pokeberries into one of the compartments of the box and pokes a purple one with her fingertip.]

Just checking... we still can't eat these, right?

[At least this time she bothers asking before attempting to shove them into her mouth which for Sasha Braus is a sign of maturity. Or something like that.]

If not, is there anybody who doesn't want the lunch their Mom made? I'll take it! I don't care what's in it!

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..Sasha???

[Holy crap. Holy crap you're back!

And she looked like hell.

Noctis was both relieved to see her and worried by how absolutely wrecked she looked, Bean leaning down behind him to peer at the screen as well. She, unlike her trainer, went right for worry as she rumbled at Sasha.

Little girl what happened to you??]

No you can't eat those--where are you? New Bark? I can come meet you there, I can bring extra supplies.

[Her first reaction is to frown at that bit of bad news. Still no eating something that's so commonly found in the bushes. Some things never change.

As for that question, everything. Everything happened to her. Where does she even start, Bean?]

Noctis?

[Her second reaction is the frown splits into a stupid grin. It's Noctis! Someone who isn't from home is still here. And remembered her! Just as well since Sasha could never forget that mop of messy hair and piercing blue eyes and he doesn't even have a million Magikarp around him to remind her of who he is: the prince that isn't a jerk.]

Yes, just outside of it. I didn't go far. [Only because she couldn't wait much longer to destroy that bento.] Where are you?

[Bean is not pleased with the state of their friend and oh you can bet she is going to make sure Sasha gets all the food she could want! Just you wait! All the food you could need is coming your way!]

Olivine City but I can use the warp pads to get over there easy enough. It won't take me that long. [Plus, he'd do anything for a friend. Especially one that he hadn't seen in along time; one that had obviously been through some shit.

Despite his worry he can't help but smile at her.] It's good to see you again, by the way. It's been way too quiet without you around here.

_{[As much as Bertolt wanted to believe that Sasha had gone off to do her own thing several months ago, he had to wake up to reality and accept that she had vanished.

Gone home.

Possibly to his future even, which if Reiner was to be believed (and of course he believed him, why wouldn't he), wouldn't bode well for himself. Still, seeing her face on the network after so long makes his stomach twist into a knot, and for a long minute he wrestles with the decision of whether or not to respond.

It's his Aggron nosing at his arm that pushes him to go for it, but he's cautious.]}

Sasha...?

[Sasha squints a little, the way someone does as they are trying to pull something up in the deepest corners of their memory. Olivine City? She doesn't think she managed to get there before and she had forgotten that the warp pads existed. It's better that she forgot anyway since they'd fail to work for her right at this moment.]

That sounds far... But okay! I'll be here. I don't have anywhere to go anyway.

[She wonders if the boys are still here. They were all there back when they split up to warn the villagers about the incoming horde, but Sasha hasn't checked to see if any of them managed to escape to here. How long has it been anyway?]

Without me? [She's pointing to herself as if Noctis is speaking to someone else.]

[While it was likely she would have eventually gone off and did her own thing after months of just tagging along with the boys without any particular goal in mind, she wouldn't have left without a word. It's just not her way, not after she lost so many friends before. The least Sasha would have done was leave a hastily scribbled note.

So it was to their future that she went, though not too far ahead, just enough that the Sasha from the world of Pokemon looked and acted differently than the Sasha that returned to her hometown of Dauper. That latter Sasha is the one that blinks at the screen of her gear once she hears a familiar voice calling her name.]

Bertolt!

[She's happy to see him, happy to see him in one piece. Clearly whatever Bertolt is worried about isn't something Sasha has any knowledge about. All she remembers is that he was last with Reiner and the rest when they split up to the villages.]

You're still here!

[And looking... healthy. Like he'd never left.]

_{[He lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding - okay. He's safe, right? There's no hostility or anything like that, and Bertolt lets himself smile. That alone is enough to get a curious rumble from Aggreiner, his nose popping into the frame for a few seconds. What's going on?]}

Y-You're back.

_{[Though he is glad to see her again, he can't deny the small pang of... something towards the gods of this world. They'll bring Sasha back, but they won't bring Reiner here to stay? It's almost cruel.]}

I... didn't think I'd see you again.

[He's safe, though Sasha's definition of safe means Bertolt is still alive and not still living in their shared hell. She knows nothing and as far as anyone is concerned, she'll keep on knowing nothing unless someone told her different.

So for now, she's still grinning, unaware of that prick of pain Bertolt feels, though if Sasha knew, she'd admit that she feels the same for Connie. That bald idiot hasn't even managed to get a taste of paradise. Her only hope is he keeps on kicking.]

Well, I just saw you... [Sasha laughs, but it's a kind of uncomfortable one. She has zero memory of this place back home and if the Bertolt she saw while under the watch of Mike and his team survived, then that's all she could ask for.] You looked... shorter.

[And slimmer, but that's a given.]

The Sylveon in particular had Azula's eye. It looked strong and attractive enough though perhaps a bit too feminine for her own tastes. It reminded her achingly of someone in her past life she would prefer to forget.

For now she raises an eyebrow questioningly at Diana's response.

"This isn't a yes or no question really. It's more a matter of how much you're willing to lose. But if you're going to be difficult I'm more then happy to do things the fun way."

Popping open her own Pokeball to summon an impressive looking Hakamo-o which snarled fiercely.

"They're not your property, they're your partners."

If Cynthia knew what Azula had once been more capable of, she might have been frightened enough to back down. As it was, however, she narrowed the space even further between them, blue eyes meeting Azula's gilded ones.

"And as for what gives me the right, as a former Pegasus Knight of Ylisse, I spent basically all my life fighting side by side with an animal for a partner. If you want your pokemon to fight for you, you have to treat them with respect."

Diana was guessing this chick was probably a Rocket. A new one, since she was more interested in some petty thievery than attacking Diana for desertion. Well, at least then Diana didn't have to worry that she'd been found in hiding.

She sighs, her own posture relaxed, almost bored. "I mean, are you sure you want to do that?"

The Sylveon twitches its ears and tilts it head at the dragon Pokemon.

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[A gentle smile and a curious tap to his chin.] A curious question of some sort to those. Many of the foods here resemble or are similar to what I am accustomed to, but they are still overall different. Is anyone else, perhaps, struggling a bit to acclimate to those changes? Mayhaps, I am merely homesick for a familiar meal that is custom to what I have grown up with.

I would love to know what workarounds that can be made as I am quite struggling with translating even the simplest of familiar cuisine to what is available here. [There's a small shake to his head and he laughs brightly.] I am not one to complain though and I would hate for it to sound like I do not appreciate everything here. I am quite enjoying it all! [Haurchefant fumbles with his device to get a good panorama of where he is. He has found that Mahogany town to be very beautiful and one of his favored cities for now.] I am experiencing a lot of new things! The terrain here is not something I am completely familiar with.

[Returning to what he made this recording in the first place-] I am merely curious, since there are so many from many different stars that are here now. I hope that you are all willing to indulge my curiosity for just a moment. If one could help me with updating recipes so that I can more easily procure ingredients; I would be incredibly grateful. I would also love to learn new recipes if anyone is willing to share their favorites! [He smiles happily and gives a small wave.]

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[There's a bit of a chill in the air as one wanders through Mahogany town. Despite the chilliness; the weather is quite nice.

Perhaps you were window shopping or maybe you were just taking a nice stroll. Either way, you were probably minding your own business before being rudely interrupted by a muzzle pressing against you in a curious manner.]

Ah! Fortemps! You cannot simply go about as you please. [The snout belongs to a friendly ponyta as she seems to be trying to find food.] I do apologize for such rudeness. She is rather friendly and means you no harm. I hope you can forgive me.

[Fortemps finally pulls away and returns to a rather tall man that has come to reign his friendly Pokemon in.] Where are my manners though! I am Haurchefant Greystone. [He gives a friendly bow.] I hope that Fortemps has not caused any trouble for you. She is merely hungry and I was perusing about before she ran off. She is a bit troublesome, but very clever at the very least.

Could I trouble you for your name? I wish to apologize proper if you've been offended.

Oh my god you talk a lot.

[It's not even said rudely, just. A very blunt statement.]

Have you tried pizza though? That's honestly the only thing you need to eat, ever.

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