ohmyarceus | JANUARY - FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

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[If you're an unlucky individual, an unsuspecting one, you're probably a target. A target of what, you ask?

A target for thieves.

The thieves in question are a Sableye and a Sneasel that had been wandering through the crowd looking for unsuspecting targets. The Sableye, with it's odd Bismuth like eyes, was going about unnoticed, scoping out people and stopping near the ones that he found particularly good. The Sneasel, which had a much darker coat than normal and bright colored bands on its wrists, would then go into action, distracting the human allowing it's companion to swipe the goods.

Evolutionary stones, nuggets, pearls, heart scales--nothing is safe so don't be surprised if they make off with your shiny goods. Quick trainers may be able to follow them and would end up running into their trainer. The young man was dressed oddly, as most of the non-residents are, seated outside a cafe with a Murkrow on his shoulder and a lop-eared Buneary on the table drinking some Pokemon friendly tea.

The Sableye ducked under the table and out of sight with it's new goods while the Sneasel hopped up onto the table, quickly seating himself next to the Buneary as innocently as possible. Balthier glanced at the little imp then to the individual approaching, eyebrow lifting as his Murkrow snickered.]

In a bit of a rush, are we?

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So I have heard all about the Legendary creatures roaming this world but I have to wonder: are there Legendary items or places as well?

[Just wondering. It has nothing to do with him wanting to try and find some good treasure hunts or bounties, anything like that.

Really.]

And if so, where would one find out information about everything?

[ It was queer, travelling with Balthier - but not in the bad way. Basch had gotten quite attached to it, in his own way - looking at the thieving Pokemon, with a slight bit of disapproval.

Of course, he did note the Sableye was gripping to a familiar necklace he'd gotten crafted out of a Star Piece - one he was to go and pick up soon. Something he'd need to go and sort out later.

But, for now, he looked to Balthier, with the slightest of disapproving looks. ]

...They do not know better.

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[Newt is exploring when she comes to a large body of water, then stops. Her starter pokemon, a large Growlithe stands next to her, protectively as she looks out at it.]

I wish I could swim. But....what if there's monsters in there. Maybe I could swim faster than them.

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[There is a camera pointed at ....an egg. On a dirt road. Yes it's a normal pokemon egg on a normal dirt road. Newt is holding her pokegear, while hiding....on her stomach....underneath a bush? Yes, the screen is on her again and she is hiding underneath a bush.]

There's an egg out there. ......it might not be evil. But maybe I should smash it....just to be sure...

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[Ah, Olivine City. A nice oceanside city where almost everyone, from tourists to trainers to locals are out and about enjoying themselves now that the weather is warming up. With so many happy people milling around the beach and the pier, it might be easy to overlook one single person, but this person... certainly sticks out, as much as they don't want to.

It's not that they're doing anything odd, but their appearance... most people won't be wearing ankle-length black dresses in weather like this. Adding into how bone-thin they look and the shoddy cut of their pink hair... yeah, the kid certainly looks a bit odd. It also doesn't help that they seem to be talking to themselves.]

This is weird.... is this a dream? It can't be, I don't normally dream about nice things like this. People here are all happy and not screaming and running... [Their voice drops to a mumble.] I don't know why the others wanted me to come here, I don't think I belong in a place like this, it's too nice...

[They choke on a pathetic little whine as they hunch over, shoulders scrunched up and arms wrapping tightly around themselves.]

I don't know how to deal with this....

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[Not everyone can get along with their partners. Pokemon, like people, all have their own personalities, and those personalities sometimes clash with others. That can sometimes lead to a little.... friction.]

Ow! H-Hey, quit it!

[... Case in point: this pathetic display outside the local Pokemon Center. This poor kid is struggling under the weight of a pissed-off Deino, which has a firm grip on their ear and a good mouthful of choppy hair. They're trying to pull away, but the Deino isn't relenting, growling and grumbling and generally harassing its poor trainer.]

Please let go of me! I know that you're upset and I am too but I don't know how to deal with this!! I don't know what to do to make you not angry!!

[Chloe had just been about to judge the shit out of Crona when she realizes that just a couple of months ago, she was having a similar time with Munchies. She literally can't judge. It would be so hypocritical.

But, she never claimed to not be a hypocritical person, which is why she openly laughs at the sight before her.]

Yo, dude, you realize you can just, uh... put it in its ball? Then you won't gotta deal with that shit.

Oh now don't give me that look, Basch. It's just a bit of harmless fun.

[Balthier graces the other man with a grin as he reaches under the table, holding a hand out to the Sableye. There's a bit of grumbling before the necklace is dropped into the sky pirate's hand and he presents it to the other man in a bit of a flourish.]

There are worse things they could be doing, after all.

Excuse me...but I..are you alright?

[Newt had taken some time to venture back to Ecruteak to visit the gyms there before heading out to visit some of the other towns he hadn't spent much time in. Thus him being here in Olivine. (Shopping for a gift for a certain lady friend of his but that's neither here nor there.)

His Audino, Queenie, is at his side carrying a bag of poffins they'd picked up and looking equally as worried about this young person as her trainer is. Behind Newt's legs is Oswald the Alolan Vulpix who is peering over at Crona curiously but cautiously.]

You seem as though you may be a bit lost. Confused even?

[Newt notices and walks over. They look sad but it's the dream line that catches her attention.]

Are your dreams bad too?

Please don't smash any Pokemon eggs.

[You. Probably can't anyway?]

Hey! Cut that out right now!

[This is obviously a delicate situation requiring careful yeah no, Penny's rushing up looking pissed.]

[And the air sure is suddenly getting sort of pink and misty?]

[She can try though.]

But what if there's really a monster inside? How do we know they only have pokemon in them.....

[That's. Actually not a bad question.]

Oh. Um. ...I've been here for over two years now and I've never heard of any monsters but Pokemon coming out of eggs like that. And if it's not, your Pokemon should still be able to handle it?

[The girl looks actually scared now. Just trying really hard to hide it.]

Maybe....they don't like fire. The monsters from home, I mean. But if it gets on my face when the egg opens and it jumps out, then it's too late for me. And then that just makes it grow bigger and it'll go after other people when I'm dead.

[Yes this girl is seven.]

Oh, you had monsters at home, too.

[Congrats Newt, you've found the first 'kids dealing with monsters' universe she's heard of that sounds worse than Remnant.]

Well. You're safe here, I promise. The monsters don't follow us here, none of them. ...I mean except the Pokemon and most of them are really really nice.

[Except those really weird weekends but things aren't nearly weird enough for it to be one of those right now? ...She probably shouldn't mention the Really Weird Weekends just yet.]

I-I've tried doing that, but every time he just-- ow ow ow!!

[They'd been reaching for the ball on their belt, but true to their word, the Deino seems to have anticipated that. It finally releases its grip on the kid's ear, only to snap down hard on their hand instead.]

C'mon, please stop that...!

Yes.....lots of them. Well, they should be all dead now, we blew them up. But there could be more of them out there on another planet.

[She pauses. Thinking over what the girl said.]

They seem nice....the pokemon. Even if they do come from eggs. ...I just don't like eggs.

[She just keeps having nightmares that Ripley didn't get to her before the facehugger in the egg got her, like it got her father....like it got so many people.]

[The kid visibly flinches at the voice directed towards them, and while they turn a little towards it, they don't fully face Newt. Their eyes, too, seem to be doing their best to avoid his; they look first to the left, then right, then down. There's too many people around, they can't risk making eye contact with anyone while trying to avoid this guy...]

I'm not lost, other people brought me here. B-But this doesn't look like anywhere I've ever heard of, so maybe I am lost....?

[They're so far away from Death City, from Maka and their other friends... that thought, which has been plaguing them for so long in this new land, was enough to cause them to hunch over again, almost like they were hugging themselves.]

This place is really weird.

[On one hand, that got the Deino to stop chomping down on the poor kid's face! On the other... the strange voice and the mist makes the kid freeze too, so they're missing the chance to to pull the Deino off.]

W-Who's there? Why are you making everything all weird and misty?

[ It wasn't always the case Basch approved of this kind of fun. Or the kind of fun Balthier carried - though it was tempting, at times.

Giving what seemed to be his own form of a smirk, Basch took it, and examined it. The necklace still in his hand, he nodded a little. Now how could he present it as a gift? ] They could be going after targets who would fight back.

[ ...Really, Basch has gone soft around at least one man and his Pokemon. ] Or report them to the police.

[That flinch and the way the young person turns but can't seem to focus on them is so much like the young man Newt had taken under his wing that he can't help but give Crona a gentle look.]

Other people? Were you traveling with someone? Perhaps I could help you find them.

[He keeps his voice gentle as Queenie let's out a twill of reassurance, clearly wanting to help as much as her trainer does.

Crona's comment on how weird this place is gets an amused noise from Newt and he offers a faint smile.]

It is quite strange, yes. Very different from where most of us are from I'm sure.

[Crona shakes their head at his offer.]

N-No, it's okay. I like this... being alone sometimes.

[Their traveling companions are nice people, but... they still don't really know the others. It's a little awkward being around them sometimes.]

Is it... different than where you come from? How?

Don't smash the egg!

It's going to turn into an animal, and the animal will probably be your friend.

_{[Lo and behold, there is ANOTHER raggedy homeless-looking child on the screen, nodding earnestly.]}

Most of my friends came from those.

[Well raggedy homeless looking kids have to stick together. Newt still looks suspicious though.]

What if it's not my friend?

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[The feed turns on to show a snotty little brat with hair meticulously styled and dyed with an obnoxious purple stripe in the middle. To his chagrin, he lacks all the markers that would otherwise make it obvious he's a troll—horns, grey skin, yellow-orange sclera, his fins—in fact, the only trait that stuck was his sharp teeth, which he clicks together before speaking. Giving the feed a long, unnecessary stare down.

At least he kept his piss-baby attitude, but that's more of an experience than something one can so easily see. Probably.]

Greetin's all you lowbrow plebeian animals.

[Charmed, I'm sure.]

So, I think I'm startin' to get the hang of this Fiduspawn wanna be bee-ess—to the surprise a' no one, seein' as I'm fuckin' kickass at ewerythin'.

[He might be popping his scarf like it's some sort of collar. Yes, it looks as stupid as it sounds. And furthermore, he doesn't even seem to realize just how ridiculous he is right now, not that'd he'd even care if he had the self-awareness.

A look to match that horrendous accent, that much is certain.]

But, ewen with my natural ability to be a royal as fuck badass at all things I deign worthy a' my attention, that ain't gonna change the fact that I'm lacking some basic know-how regardin' these little beasts.

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Not a fault 'a my own, of course, not like I asked to be plucked up after that fuckin' mess back where I came from, only to be hurled downright rudely into this obnoxious—

[he waves his hand in a circular motion, as if he's trying to conjure the word through the gesture]

—shithole.

So, any a' you worth your fuckin' weight in beetles come forth and tell me the not-so-obwious deets—useful shit only. [a finger wag] Any of you thinkin' a wastin' my precious time, fuck the hell off into the cold reaches a paradox space for all I bloody care. Ain't no body—least of all me—got time for that noise.

[He says that like he's mature enough to not take people's bait. In reality and not on planet dumbass, he's as bad as the fish he shares an aquatic persuasion with: he'll take the hook of about anything thrown his direction.

Happy fishing!]

[If Crona had been anyone else, they might have laughed at that. Oh boy... they're still not used to the idea of dreams not being bad.]

Uh-huh... I-I can just noy sleep sometimes so it's okay, but when I do...

[Memories of Medusa's experiments, of her torture and training and all thosr times Crona has slaughtered people on her orders. In more recent days, new and more disturbing dreams have started to crop up too...]

JANUARY - FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

Balthier | Final Fantasy XII

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Newt | Aliens

Crona | Soul Eater

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