ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Zealscape

Zeal: Okay. So this is a game now?

...And what percent chance to instakill? 12%? 237%? These are very different things.

Z scape

The watch has no answers.

Only the feeling of a disappointed parental figure.

Lilycove Department Store

Abraham Huehnergard: "Hm..."

"Well, tell me this, do you remember your older sister?"

Zealscape

Zeal: And what do R and S stand for?

Oh, maybe another option will tell me! Problem solving!

-He selects Stats.-

Lilycove Department Store

Jacob: "I never had an older sister! That was a lie made up by a ghost to occupy my house!"

Z scape

Zealscape

Zeal: Thank you, watch! You have answered my questions well.

The Stratosphere

-Toxicroak is careening through the air-

Toxicroak: <Stupid Tim. Stupid Dragon Tail. Stupid rap battle. We should have won that. But we'll be back.>

-he fishes around in hammerspace with his remaining hand, before pulling out a small piece of Altaria Residue-

Toxicroak: <Heh. You know, if anyone ever found out I was using this to get myself back into the plot, I'd probably be in real trouble...>

-he rips off a small piece of it, and swallows it-

Toxicroak: <GOOD THING NOBODY DOES!>

<Where am I?!>

<The Toxicroak is in the narration. Hello to the Toxicroak!>

<Wha-? Aren't you that obnoxious Unown that followed Ever around for a few years?>

<It's possible! Things blur together here.>

<Here?>

<This one said already, the Toxicroak is in the narration.>

<Yes, but what does that mean, you infernal hieroglyph?>

<The Toxicroak has, as once before, passed beyond the bounds of the fourth wall, due to inadvisable experimentation with the Altaria's fluff.>

<Well, I knew it would end up causing more trouble than it solved...how do I get back?>

<The Toxicroak does not.>

<What?!>

<This one is sorry. Characters are not really meant to spend extended amounts of...well, time is complicated, but being here for as many lines as the Toxicroak has is dangerous.>

<Send me home!>

<In a sense. The Toxicroak will give back its original essence into the story from whence it came.>

<What? What does that mean? I

Somewhere in Hoenn

Brie: Tara, do you see it? Please tell me I'm not just hallucinating from exhaustion.

Tara: <I definitely see it! Look, everyone! It's the place!>

Amanita: Oh, thank Arceus. It feels like we've been up here for months.

All: Not to be a buzzkill, but I'm pretty sure we have.

Ever: Let's just land before something crazy happens.

Lilycove Department Store

Abraham Huehnergard: "It seems you've forgotten her, then..."

"Well, I do have copies of them..."

-He presents Jacob with a drawing that looks like something he would have drawn when he was 6-

-It depicts his parents, 6-year-old him, and Trifka-

-His parents have their respective titles written over their names, his name written over him, and 'Older Sister' written over Trifka-

Lilycove Department Store

Jacob: "..."

"....."

".... Who drew this?"

"TRIFKA"

"DOESN'T COUNT"

Lilycove Department Store

Abraham Huehnergard: "Ah, but don't you see?"

"You only think that because of her."

Lilycove Department Store

Jacob: "..."

"Okay, first off, if I had drawn that, it would have been destroyed years ago. Secondly, Regina isn't manipulative like that."

Lilycove Dept Store

Abraham Huehnergard: "Oh? You doubt my efforts to preserve your legacy?"

"And even if she might not be..."

"What if she thought it was for your own good?"

???

-Oh dear at that Toxicroak. At least his death was less painful than mine.-

-But a fun show regardless! Now back to work~-

-giggle-

Sleep well tonight, folks.

edited 16th Dec '15 7:44:32 PM by Umbramatic

Joe and Munn's Room

-after a long day of doing what they do during the day (which I never show because oh christ what is wrong with me), Joe and Munn have settled in to bed. Not to sleep, mind; just sitting next to each other on their respective tablets-

Joseph: Hmmm...

-he smiles, and then gives a small gasp-

Joseph: Oh, that one's really pretty...!

-Munn tilts his head-

Munn: What is?

Joseph: Oh...um, nothing! Nothing, really.

-Munn reaches over to poke at Joe's cheek-

Munn: For a Heart, you kinda suck at lying. What is iiiiiit? Is it my Christmas present?

Joseph: N-no, actually, it's...uh...

-he flips the tablet around, a sheepish blush on his face-

Munn: ...dresses...?

-of all sorts! Sleek and chic, elegant and lacy, all different colors and styles!-

Munn: ...why are you so embarrassed by this?

Joseph: Well, it's, uh...

Munn: Are you-?

Joseph: First off, you don't just ask someone that. But no, I'm not. And that's what's worrying me!

Munn: Well, why would it worry you?

-he sits up a bit as Joe talks-

Joseph: Well...I'm not trans. I'm not a masculine guy, but I'm comfortable in being a guy.

-pause-

Joseph: In being a male, at least. The word "man" has all these annoying connotations...but that's beside the point. My point is that I'm cis, and I...well, I like the idea! Not all the time, but sometimes, y'know? If it's just you and me on a date night by our lonesomes, or if I just want to wear it about the room! I'm just worrying that it's...y'know, problematic?

Munn: ...oh. Well, uh...

-awkward throat clearing-

Munn: I'm not an expert on this sort of thing, but if you want my opinion, I think there's nothing to be ashamed of! And I don't think anyone else will mind. If you want, you can ask people around the team who know more about it, but other than that I think you're good!

-smiles-

Munn: And I bet you'd look nice~

-Joseph giggles a bit-

Joseph: Thanks.

Palace Of Shadow

Nico: ...

-smirks-

~...You're talking Lancelot here.~

edited 16th Dec '15 8:20:16 PM by Umbramatic

Palace of Shadow

Maggie: ...Yeah, fair point.

Bobbery: <Whatever you are staring at each other intently for, I should hope it's a good plan.>

Z scape

NEW DOOR.

FUN DOOR.

EXCITING DOOR.

Watch.

Zealscape

Zeal: Watch, please tell me. Should I enter this door?

Z scape

The watch cares not for your petty questions mortal.

I lied.

It has no opinion.

It is a watch.

Abandoned Estate

-The door creaks as the rusty lock refuses to turn.-

-...-

-The door explodes inward in a cloud of dust and cinders as the smell of burned mahogany fills the air.-

Cid: Much better.

-The scientist steps inside, stamping down on a loose flame that stuck to a shard of wood. The dusty tile swirls around his boots as he walks through the entryway.-

Juri: ~Wow, nobody's been here for years. And... I don't sense any ghosts. What gives? These places are usually filled with ghosts!~

Cid: Patience, Juri. We're just here to collect something.

Juri: ~BOOOOOOORING!~

Cid: Trust me, we'll be making our stop for your testing soon. This will take but a moment.

-Old oil paintings hang on the walls, looking down at the scientist with judging eyes - eyes of a woman, thin, almost anemic; a man, a mirror trapped in time; and a boy, his eyes still alight with joy.-

Cid: ... Let's get this over with.

-Cid walks to the closet under the stairs. He goes inside and pulls back the carpet, revealing a metal plate.-

Juri: ~Hey, where's the grub?~

Cid: Down the hall, third door on the right.

-He takes a key from his belt as he flips a hatch on the play, revealing a corresponding keyhole. Inserting the key and turning causes the plate to release. It gives a hiss as the smell of stale plastic manages to fight it's way through the dust.-

Cid: Good, it stayed sealed. One thing I managed to do right. Hector!

-The Magmortar reaches in and flips the metal plate door up and back, revealing a steep stairway. Cid heads down, flipping a light switch on his way down. It takes a moment for the cold fluorescent lights to heat up, before they reveal a sterile white hallway. The walls echo his steps surprisingly loud before he reaches the machine at the end of the hallway.-

Cid: If I'm going to do this, I'm going to need the team for it.

-The machine looks similar to a Pokemon Center-standard restorer, only with a glass cover. Docked into the machine are five Pokeballs, with a sixth dock empty. Cid taps in a code into a keypad attached to the machine - a code thirty-two characters long. The glass dome pulls back.-

Cid: I only wish it were on better terms.

-Cid steps out of the hatch, five more Pokeballs on his belt along with the one he already had. There's a clatter down the hall as Juri comes around the corner, her arms filled to the brim with wine bottles.-

Juri: ~I'm gonna have a good time tonight!~

Cid: I've got what I came for. Put those in the padded container, if you wou-

-Cid spots one particular bottle as Juri comes close.-

Cid: Not that one.

-He snatches it before Juri can drop it.-

Juri: ~Aw, what?~

Cid: This one is mine, personally. The rest you can keep.

Juri: ~Woo!~

Cid: Now we leave. Please stay sober long enough for me to get some cold-weather combat data.

-Cid, Juri, and Hector leave the estate behind.-

-...-

-...-

-...-

Nix: <... Well, shit.>

Zealscape

Zeal: I think I know what's going on here... By not answering, you're assuming I won't enter because I don't have your permission. But I was actually asking whether I was allowed to stay here, so by not answering you're forcing me to enter! What do you think of that?

-He pauses, hoping the watch will finally react, then frowns and enters the door.-

Z scape

Just before the door closes behind Zeal, it speaks.

Door: Pretty solid logic actually.

The watch doesn't react.

Because, as previously stated.

It is a watch.

New Scape

Gui and Zeal are confronted with each other.

edited 16th Dec '15 8:45:48 PM by BluBeriPi

New Scape

-Zeal waves to Gui.-

Zeal: Oh, hi!

Gui: ...Did that door just talk?

Zeal: Maybe.

-He holds up his hand.-

Or maybe it was this watch, with its mastery of ventriloquism!

Gui: Okay! I'm not going to ask.

-She looks around.-

Any idea what's going on?

Zeal: Not really, but it'll probably make sense soon enough. That's what usually tends to happen with these things.

New Scape

They seem to be in the middle of an icy cave.

The tall stranger appears, leaning on a wall.

Stranger: Things do tend to work themselves out, huh? Oooh! Nice watch.