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CIANWOOD CITY;
[ There are a number of things that Anna has yet to figure out about this world, but a basic understanding wasn't all that difficult to comprehend. Despite her age, she was considered a Trainer here and had to do what all girls her age did--which was what exactly? Travel the world and enslave a number of these creatures known as Pokemon?
It would be easier, she thinks to herself as her tiny hands ball into fists against her dress. To think of it as recruitment. A simple enough belief, she thought, but where to start? With a powerful ally like her Magmortar to watch over her, she could travel most anywhere. Together they could search for many others who had been left behind by their kin and bring them into their clan.
At least that was the positive outlook she had upon her arrival up until the moment she stepped outside. Realizing quickly she was surrounded by water and enclosed by caves, she does have to wonder how exactly she's meant to begin her Pokemon journey while faced with this problem. ]
You haven't learned the Fly or Surf ability, have you? [ She asks her companion in a monotone. ]
ANYWHERE ELSE;
[ Arceus must have heard the little girl in her confusion and has deposited her elsewhere. Unfortunately... her companion, the large and in charge Magmortar seems to think she needs to be protected by anyone who dares approach her. While their appearances clash (Anna with her doll like features and the Pokemon with his giant canon arms), she doesn't seem all that frightened by the creature guarding her or with the concept of someone burning to a crisp for provoking him. He looks experienced on top of mean so only the brave should approach. ]
[ There are a number of things that Anna has yet to figure out about this world, but a basic understanding wasn't all that difficult to comprehend. Despite her age, she was considered a Trainer here and had to do what all girls her age did--which was what exactly? Travel the world and enslave a number of these creatures known as Pokemon?
It would be easier, she thinks to herself as her tiny hands ball into fists against her dress. To think of it as recruitment. A simple enough belief, she thought, but where to start? With a powerful ally like her Magmortar to watch over her, she could travel most anywhere. Together they could search for many others who had been left behind by their kin and bring them into their clan.
At least that was the positive outlook she had upon her arrival up until the moment she stepped outside. Realizing quickly she was surrounded by water and enclosed by caves, she does have to wonder how exactly she's meant to begin her Pokemon journey while faced with this problem. ]
You haven't learned the Fly or Surf ability, have you? [ She asks her companion in a monotone. ]
ANYWHERE ELSE;
[ Arceus must have heard the little girl in her confusion and has deposited her elsewhere. Unfortunately... her companion, the large and in charge Magmortar seems to think she needs to be protected by anyone who dares approach her. While their appearances clash (Anna with her doll like features and the Pokemon with his giant canon arms), she doesn't seem all that frightened by the creature guarding her or with the concept of someone burning to a crisp for provoking him. He looks experienced on top of mean so only the brave should approach. ]
[ Anywhere ]
SHEEEEP!
[ Finnian chases after a Mareep, laughing all the while. Did Old Man's Sam's fence break again? ]
Gotcha!
[ Finnian used tackle! It was super effective as he managed to finally catch after the running sheep. He gave it a hug, laughing all the while, even as his hair began to stand up and get frizzy from the small amount of electricity ]
Ahahahaha, that tickles!
[ Just as quickly as he started laughing he stops, blinking in confusion as he looks around him. ]
Eh? Eh? ...WHERE AM I!?!? MR. SEBASTIAANNN!
[ He just realized he's not where he just was. He wasn't even near where Old Man Sam was either, so where did this sheep come from? And Mr. Sebastian wasn't coming like he usually did. This isn't good!!! Picking up the sheep as he walked, he looks for the nearest person to ask, maybe he just has a lot of servants! His castle was huge after all. ]
Excuse me! Is this still in Lord Diederich's territory?
SHEEEEP!
[ Finnian chases after a Mareep, laughing all the while. Did Old Man's Sam's fence break again? ]
Gotcha!
[ Finnian used tackle! It was super effective as he managed to finally catch after the running sheep. He gave it a hug, laughing all the while, even as his hair began to stand up and get frizzy from the small amount of electricity ]
Ahahahaha, that tickles!
[ Just as quickly as he started laughing he stops, blinking in confusion as he looks around him. ]
Eh? Eh? ...WHERE AM I!?!? MR. SEBASTIAANNN!
[ He just realized he's not where he just was. He wasn't even near where Old Man Sam was either, so where did this sheep come from? And Mr. Sebastian wasn't coming like he usually did. This isn't good!!! Picking up the sheep as he walked, he looks for the nearest person to ask, maybe he just has a lot of servants! His castle was huge after all. ]
Excuse me! Is this still in Lord Diederich's territory?
[ Anywhere ]
[ This was not Shizume City.
Hell this wasn't anywhere that Eric recognized at all!
He had his phone in his hand trying to get the thing to work but also trying to shoo away a dog that was bugging him. Looking all happy and wagging its tail. ]
I don't have time to find out where you belong...
[ When he couldn't get his phone to work and he gave up on trying, he sat down. He's going to have to think of another way of finding out where he was an dhow he can get back to the bar. The dog, Growlithe, whined and gave Eric's face a good lick, trying to cheer him up. It worked a bit if only making Eric smile a little and giving the dog a few pats on the head. ]
You're lost too, huh?
[ It barks in response a small wag of its tail. Hopefully Kusanagi won't mind another dog in the bar until they find out who it belongs to. ]
[ This was not Shizume City.
Hell this wasn't anywhere that Eric recognized at all!
He had his phone in his hand trying to get the thing to work but also trying to shoo away a dog that was bugging him. Looking all happy and wagging its tail. ]
I don't have time to find out where you belong...
[ When he couldn't get his phone to work and he gave up on trying, he sat down. He's going to have to think of another way of finding out where he was an dhow he can get back to the bar. The dog, Growlithe, whined and gave Eric's face a good lick, trying to cheer him up. It worked a bit if only making Eric smile a little and giving the dog a few pats on the head. ]
You're lost too, huh?
[ It barks in response a small wag of its tail. Hopefully Kusanagi won't mind another dog in the bar until they find out who it belongs to. ]
[Unknown to Neku, this isn't his first 4th. But he certainly doesn't REMEMBER being here and giving people existential crises. So he's just confused, wandering about after getting knocked out of the sky by a passing bird.
He's not amused, but is only just starting to realize weird shit is going down when he spots Joshua]
-What the hell?!
He's not amused, but is only just starting to realize weird shit is going down when he spots Joshua]
-What the hell?!
Huh? I am?
[She doesn't stop till they are in front of a clearly marked women's bathing area.]
I guess I must be. I am an idol, after all~
[She doesn't stop till they are in front of a clearly marked women's bathing area.]
I guess I must be. I am an idol, after all~
[Rise thinks it over before nodding.]
Well, it has been a while since I battled. I kind of took a break after winning a badge... Hmm...
[She looks down at her Pokémon. Who would be good...]
Do you want to battle Himiko, my Sylveon, Chiisai, my Umbreon, or Nanako here?
[She pats the top of her Meowstic's head.]
I just gotta warn ya', they are super strong~
Well, it has been a while since I battled. I kind of took a break after winning a badge... Hmm...
[She looks down at her Pokémon. Who would be good...]
Do you want to battle Himiko, my Sylveon, Chiisai, my Umbreon, or Nanako here?
[She pats the top of her Meowstic's head.]
I just gotta warn ya', they are super strong~
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[Peridot quickly backpedals, keeping a set distance between her and the giant head speaking to her. Ugh, if she only had her ship right now...]
So this is being brave? Hiding? I can't even fight back!
[Or at all, really. She was a desk jockey, not a warrior.]
So this is being brave? Hiding? I can't even fight back!
[Or at all, really. She was a desk jockey, not a warrior.]
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[And before he knows it, Beezy is hefted up into one of Jimmy's big hugs. He returns it, of course, just as hard.]
Hey, dude. Wherever there is Jimmy Two-shoes, there is Beezy J. Heinous! ...Or something like that.
[He blinks at Jimmy, shrugging.] Nah, I didn't see her anywhere.
Hey, dude. Wherever there is Jimmy Two-shoes, there is Beezy J. Heinous! ...Or something like that.
[He blinks at Jimmy, shrugging.] Nah, I didn't see her anywhere.
I couldn't fight back either with the way you and Jasper kept me locked up! Now you know how I felt. Not very nice, is it?
[... it's good to be back.]
[It's an almost familiar shift by now, when he walks through the same corridor over and over again and the red drapes around him shift and part - but instead of the room with the chairs and the little table, they give way to sunshine and grass and sounds that aren't his own echoed footsteps or distant screaming or smooth jazz.]
[And even though it's only happened once before, it feels somehow both expected and at home, and he smiles when he steps through and out and the curtains disappear behind him, fades into the air.]
[He smiles. And he breathes in.]
[And he starts walking.]
[It's an almost familiar shift by now, when he walks through the same corridor over and over again and the red drapes around him shift and part - but instead of the room with the chairs and the little table, they give way to sunshine and grass and sounds that aren't his own echoed footsteps or distant screaming or smooth jazz.]
[And even though it's only happened once before, it feels somehow both expected and at home, and he smiles when he steps through and out and the curtains disappear behind him, fades into the air.]
[He smiles. And he breathes in.]
[And he starts walking.]
[Yosuke knows pokemon a little. It was really big when he was a kid after all. So he has some idea what's going on after wandering a bit. He looks at the ball with a big doopy grin on his face: no need to stress, this is obviously a dream!
What cool starter would he get? A Charmander, right?! Or maybe a Pikachu...
Instead he can be seen sulking with a ...Sentret on his head, somehow purring even though it's a raccoon-squirrel thing]
Why not just give me a Rattata if you really wanna drive the joke home? Damn it...
What cool starter would he get? A Charmander, right?! Or maybe a Pikachu...
Instead he can be seen sulking with a ...Sentret on his head, somehow purring even though it's a raccoon-squirrel thing]
Why not just give me a Rattata if you really wanna drive the joke home? Damn it...
[This guy's mind is a piece of work.
It feels nothing short of euphoric to be able to fucking say that, to look at a person and just know, not without trying but with the sort of trying that comes born of years of repetition honing a skill to the point of reflex — the way someone just knows how to drive a car and stay in the proper lane on a road, even if it's an unfamiliar car or they haven't been behind the wheel in a while.
For three days, twice a year, Schuldig remembers how to do this, and it feels so right that he probably overdoes it while he's at it, like gorging on candy that you know is going to be gone all too soon with no way to save it.
People's minds taste like honey, and this guy's mind tastes like rigid bureaucracy and claustrophobia and — huh.
Really, it's exactly what he'd expect of a guy with this sort of look — the glasses, the suit, the correct everything, the exacting way of bearing up with as much dignity as possible in the world's most utterly batshit situation. Some people are just like that, and they almost always set off giant red beacons on Schuldig's personal radar when they turn up.]
That's a bigass snake. Sure hope you're not ophidiophobic.
[He says, as he comes wandering up with his Pyroar in tow and an open, easy smile on his face; there's a hint of natural swagger, a touch of playfulness, a lot of that inherent aura of "i know something you don't" (and, being a telepath, everything you do while I'm at it), and the slight obnoxious recognition of congratulations, you're in my sights now, and there's not a whole lot you can do about that.]
You know they're supposed to say something about you, the ones you're assigned when you get here.
It feels nothing short of euphoric to be able to fucking say that, to look at a person and just know, not without trying but with the sort of trying that comes born of years of repetition honing a skill to the point of reflex — the way someone just knows how to drive a car and stay in the proper lane on a road, even if it's an unfamiliar car or they haven't been behind the wheel in a while.
For three days, twice a year, Schuldig remembers how to do this, and it feels so right that he probably overdoes it while he's at it, like gorging on candy that you know is going to be gone all too soon with no way to save it.
People's minds taste like honey, and this guy's mind tastes like rigid bureaucracy and claustrophobia and — huh.
Really, it's exactly what he'd expect of a guy with this sort of look — the glasses, the suit, the correct everything, the exacting way of bearing up with as much dignity as possible in the world's most utterly batshit situation. Some people are just like that, and they almost always set off giant red beacons on Schuldig's personal radar when they turn up.]
That's a bigass snake. Sure hope you're not ophidiophobic.
[He says, as he comes wandering up with his Pyroar in tow and an open, easy smile on his face; there's a hint of natural swagger, a touch of playfulness, a lot of that inherent aura of "i know something you don't" (and, being a telepath, everything you do while I'm at it), and the slight obnoxious recognition of congratulations, you're in my sights now, and there's not a whole lot you can do about that.]
You know they're supposed to say something about you, the ones you're assigned when you get here.
[And wouldn't you know it, there just so happens to be a girl walking around in his general vicinity with a Skitty on her shoulder, and it just so happens that this is one girl (with brilliant red hair, with the slightly-gawky movements of someone who's still not quite comfortable with her own limbs somehow, with facial expressions she still doesn't always do well at achieving and a voice that sometimes goes oddly monotonous because she can't get the inflection right) who would never just stand around idly when Yosuke Hanamura is sitting somewhere looking upset.]
Br— ...Yosuke!
[She waves vigorously, beginning to pick her way over to him; she's wearing a sweater and skirt combination that are kind of severe in appearance, the sort of thing you'd expect to see the cool empress character in a dating sim wearing.]
Hello, Yosuke! Are you okay? You look sad.
Br— ...Yosuke!
[She waves vigorously, beginning to pick her way over to him; she's wearing a sweater and skirt combination that are kind of severe in appearance, the sort of thing you'd expect to see the cool empress character in a dating sim wearing.]
Hello, Yosuke! Are you okay? You look sad.
[At first he thinks he's looking at a Younger Mitsuru. But she would never call out to him so casually.
He blinks, confused. Why is such a cute girl running up to hi-
Yosuke winces, holding his head. He... wait...]
Arche...?
He blinks, confused. Why is such a cute girl running up to hi-
Yosuke winces, holding his head. He... wait...]
Arche...?
[Joshua turns just in time to see that Skitty of Shiki's come flying his way, and while he isn't particularly bothered by the little pink missile, his new companion is. Her fur stands on end and her curly tail arcs over her back as she hisses softly, skirting around Josh's leg before jumping up to climb onto his shoulder.
Meanwhile, he tilts his head at Shiki with something of a smile. Pink, huh? Well, at least this gives him some idea of who he's talking to, exactly.]
In the flesh. Though, you may want to do something about your pet, there.
[Not that he minds having claws a few inches deep in his shoulder, but his own cat doesn't seem to appreciate being chased too much.]
Meanwhile, he tilts his head at Shiki with something of a smile. Pink, huh? Well, at least this gives him some idea of who he's talking to, exactly.]
In the flesh. Though, you may want to do something about your pet, there.
[Not that he minds having claws a few inches deep in his shoulder, but his own cat doesn't seem to appreciate being chased too much.]
How's life on the moon, Rabbit?
[She's always a little different on weekends like this; a little more aware of things in a way she only seems to remember when it happens again, a sixth sense that sort of settles down in around her that she never knows she's missing until it's back and there's that moment of ah, yes.
It's that sense that lets her know where he is, the instant he's here. It's also what lets her know that this is probably fine, this is the one she's been waiting for and not the one she was once warned to be afraid of, years ago and once upon a time.
It's not hard to get to where he is; that comes easily on days like this, too. It's not hard to get behind him, a little out of sight so he'll have to turn and investigate if he wants to spot her — just like old times.
It's not hard to bring a carry-out cup of coffee with her, black as midnight on a moonless night.
They're words she hasn't spoken in years, but they come just as easily as if it were yesterday, and she finds she's surprisingly happy for that.]
Hello, detective.
[She's always a little different on weekends like this; a little more aware of things in a way she only seems to remember when it happens again, a sixth sense that sort of settles down in around her that she never knows she's missing until it's back and there's that moment of ah, yes.
It's that sense that lets her know where he is, the instant he's here. It's also what lets her know that this is probably fine, this is the one she's been waiting for and not the one she was once warned to be afraid of, years ago and once upon a time.
It's not hard to get to where he is; that comes easily on days like this, too. It's not hard to get behind him, a little out of sight so he'll have to turn and investigate if he wants to spot her — just like old times.
It's not hard to bring a carry-out cup of coffee with her, black as midnight on a moonless night.
They're words she hasn't spoken in years, but they come just as easily as if it were yesterday, and she finds she's surprisingly happy for that.]
Hello, detective.
[Ah. He'd been wondering if you would show up. If Josh is at all surprised by seeing Neku all of a sudden, he doesn't show it much outwardly. His shoulders do tense a bit, though, his Glameow looking up at her trainer when she feels the shift in tone.
Joshua lifts a hand to hail Neku as he's addressed, chuckling softly under his breath.]
It's good to see you too, Neku. I was beginning to worry that you would not recognize me.
[Bro you look like a deer caught in headlights, if he's being honest.]
Joshua lifts a hand to hail Neku as he's addressed, chuckling softly under his breath.]
It's good to see you too, Neku. I was beginning to worry that you would not recognize me.
[Bro you look like a deer caught in headlights, if he's being honest.]
Huh...well, that's alright! I'm sure she'll come around soon, 'specially if you're here. But no, I've got someone I want you to meet!
[Jimmy suddenly pulls back, reaching for the Pokeballs on his belt. It takes him some doing to actually get the one he wants unclipped in his excitement, but eventually he does.
In a flash of light what looks to be a giant red skunk appears, shaking himself bodily before yawning with his tail curling over his back.]
Beezy, meet Beezy!
[Jimmy suddenly pulls back, reaching for the Pokeballs on his belt. It takes him some doing to actually get the one he wants unclipped in his excitement, but eventually he does.
In a flash of light what looks to be a giant red skunk appears, shaking himself bodily before yawning with his tail curling over his back.]
Beezy, meet Beezy!
[As small as the duck is, it seems to do some damage. It causes Leader to take a step back, shaking his head blearily to try to clear it.
Jimmy's quick to react, calling out to him.]
Thunder Wave! Paralyze it!
[And he's going to attempt to do just that, sparks of electricity jumping from his fur toward the Psyduck.]
Jimmy's quick to react, calling out to him.]
Thunder Wave! Paralyze it!
[And he's going to attempt to do just that, sparks of electricity jumping from his fur toward the Psyduck.]
[Hans opens his mouth to argue, but the moment he does he feels a nudge at one of his gloved hands as his Ponyta puts her nose into it, sniffing. She very much dislikes the feeling of animosity between these two that only seems to be getting worse by the passing second.
He eventually sighs, moving his hand to sortof stroke over the top of the Ponyta's head, careful to avoid the flames even though he knows they won't hurt him.]
I would ask if you and I are the only two here from back home, but I don't think you'll tell me.
He eventually sighs, moving his hand to sortof stroke over the top of the Ponyta's head, careful to avoid the flames even though he knows they won't hurt him.]
I would ask if you and I are the only two here from back home, but I don't think you'll tell me.
[HOORAY, FRIENDSHIP]
You're here too! Who is your new friend?
[She kind of frowns at the Sentret.]
Is it a rabbit?
You're here too! Who is your new friend?
[She kind of frowns at the Sentret.]
Is it a rabbit?
It's a... a pokemon apparently? Holy hell...
[Remembering his time as an Agent makes what he assumed was a dream make a lot more sense now]
...uhm... sorry for apparently doing accidental Agent-stuff?
[Remembering his time as an Agent makes what he assumed was a dream make a lot more sense now]
...uhm... sorry for apparently doing accidental Agent-stuff?
You're guaranteed to be here for the next few days. You might leave afterwards, or you may not. A lot of people who aren't usually here show up around this time.
[Nagi explains as his Lunatone eyes Kafei and his Fennekin from something of a distance, able to sense his terror.]
[Nagi explains as his Lunatone eyes Kafei and his Fennekin from something of a distance, able to sense his terror.]
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