ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Hajime: "Eheh... yup, that's me. Granted, I only had Buddy back then and he was still a Budew."

Hearing this from in his ball, a Roserade pops out.

Buddy: <Hm? What's this about me?>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Opelucid

-Day has broken, and the woman has now wrapped herself in a cloak, dark and gray. Her hair has been pulled back, and covered with a hood. Despite the sunlight, the long trailing glittery dress actually seems duller.-

-She still wanders the city, learning her way around the world.-

edited 1st Jan '18 11:15:59 PM by BittersweetNSour

Mistralton

Teresa is near the lady. "Hello miss, do you need some help? You seem a bit out of sorts."

edited 1st Jan '18 10:00:47 AM by ConflictedPsyches

"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassin

Virbank City:

"I've got two different teams in Hoenn and Kanto, and as you can see here not only am I starting to build a new one here, Chopper's still at my side after all this time," Mark said, with Chopper taking a proud stance and resting a thumb on his chest to say without actually speaking, <"That's right, you can count on me,">. The Riolu on the other hand was more curious about what the Roserade was doing, having never seen such a mon before. It was hard to tell whether said Riolu had been living in a closed off area (which as most likely) or if they were really young and viewed everything with a childlike sense of curiosity (which was also a possibility).

"You said you were having out with a group of trainers. They wouldn't happen to be part of this 'J-Team' I've been hearing about?" Mark then inquired.

Living The Fever Dream

Opelucid

???: Hmm?

-She turns to the girl, and offers a smile.-

???: Ahh, thank you. I am... just a bit unfamiliar with this city, is all. I have not learned my way around yet.

-She pauses, then takes a step closer to Teresa, looking at her curiously.-

???: You seem...

-She stops, and shakes her head.-

???: Pardon me, nevermind, it is an odd observation for someone you have just met.

edited 1st Jan '18 11:15:46 PM by BittersweetNSour

-even staying up til midnight to ring in the new year, waking up for the first time is still different-

-the Memito cousins had about a split second to acknowledge this before more pressing concerns made themselves clear-

-Happy New Year's?-

Brie: She can't have gone far, right?

Ever: She absolutely can have gone far. Her Claydol's teleported from Unova to Kanto in one shot and that was with two people.

Brie: I'm trying to look on the bright side of things. Would she have gone far?

Ever: Far enough that I doubt we could catch up without a teleporter of our own. Amanita, have you been holding out?

Amanita: Not that I've never considered the possibility of trying to find one of those old TMs and give it to a Venomoth, but that's not a goal I've achieved yet.

Ever: That can be your resolution, then.

Amanita: That's really not a resolution.

Ever: Is this the time to be pedantic?

Amanita: Hello, pot? Kettle calling.

Ever: Hmph.

Brie: Okay, enough. We'll take fliers and we'll spread out. Ever, you actually have a flier on hand, right?

-Ever nods-

Brie: Then let's get moving.

-they're not going to find her, of course-

-PEFE HQ is heavily concealed from, well...most forms of observation. It's a good place to retreat from the world-

-and the surface of the dome is a good place to retreat from PEFE-

-PEFE!Every is sitting on the dome, staring out over the Sea of Kyogre. Cervantes is next to her-

Cervantes: <...This isn't a good idea.>

-she shrugs-

PEFE!Every: I don't have any others.

-she glances at her phone. Reception's sometimes spotty up here, but she's found a decent place to sit-

-she's drafted a couple texts, and is trying to decide what to do with them. She keeps coming back to the one for her cousins, but something stops her each time. The ones to Tagg and Echo, she's trying not to think about-

-there's at least one other option-

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Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Lewis: -after ordering and all that business- So, where is everyone from? I live in Sinnoh, but I travel so often that it doesn't mean much.

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

Celedon

Psyche gets the text and sighs. ~I was afraid that might happen.~

Mistralton

Teresa head tilts. "Oh?" she shakes her head. "Anyway, care to have a guide then?"

"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassin

Opelucid

???: I would love being guided, thank you. It would make quite the change from the status quo I am accustomed to. Perhaps I can ask about my observation later.

-She smiles a glowing smile. Not literally glowing, but it certainly feels like it.-

???: May I have your name?

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-PEFE!Every sighs-

PEFE!Every: It was worth a try. Cervantes, please thank Scuttle for me whenever you get the chance.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

PEFE HQ

Psyche blips in. ~Hey. I'd try to talk you out of whatever you're trying to do, but let me hear you out first.~

Mistralton City

Teresa heart races and she blushes. Arceus dammit, I'm literally too gay to function right now.

"Oh! My name is Teresa. And yours?

"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassin

Sergey’s Camp

Phaz kept on smiling and eating up, cooing lightly.

In the meantime Cynthia dances a bit alone, while Ember joins on the Sergey’s playing mons.

What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold

Castelia City - New Year's Morning

Talbain exited the Pokeball and removed his scarf. Colt stuffed it into the jacket and put the jacket on over his shirt, only then realizing he never packed a spare set.

One Rundown Later

Colt was now much more prepared for his wanderings, having some of his 'mons keep a few foodstuffs in their Pokeballs to either keep cool or stay in favorable conditions. He placed his hand on the doorknob and exited the apartment, looking at everything inside. It would probably be the last he'd see of it all for a good while.

He had left a note beside the couch Green was sleeping on, explaining that he had left to wander the world and that if he wanted to come with, he would be on his way to Mistralton.

He had grabbed a notebook and pencil and jotted things down. It'd be the one outlet he had.

January 1st, 2018

Castelia City - Streets

Colt looked greatly overprepared, at least in comparison to standard trainer attire. But he wouldn't be returning home for a good while. He was walking to Mistralton City; there was an airport there.

He looked at his phone, connected to a portable charger he brought for the ride. He looked over all of his texts and realized Ilya never responded. He silently accepted it before leaving the city from the north. He didn't even have his headphones in.

Sometime later he'd make it to Mistralton.

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[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Hajime: "Ahhh. Admittedly I've just got my current team, not really sure what I'd do if I split them up."

Buddy notices the Riolu looking at him and looks at them.

Buddy: <Hello, there.>

Hajime then hears the mention of the J-Team.

Hajime: "Oh, yup, that's them."

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Opelucid

???: Teresa... at home, such a name would call to mind the ocean. As would you yourself, just from appearance.

-She curtsies-

???: It's a pleasure to meet you, Teresa. I am known as Haase.

-She breathes her name like a breathy sigh, and one almost feels compelled to do the same, as if a stressful day was finally over and one could finally rest.-

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-PEFE!Every looks up as Psyche appears-

PEFE!Every: Hi.

-she seemed to be expecting to be talked out, so she's a little disarmed when she's asked to do the talking-

PEFE!Every: ...Okay, so I'm not sure how much you know about the situation with Jacob and the Shards, but one of them, Chaos, had been growing on him like a tumor. Deziree had these engineered mons which were able to drain it, but it had consumed most of the muscle in his arm, so I had to conduct an emergency reset of his body plan. This caused a bad reaction, and I was worried I'd accidentally introduced the glitch to his entire body. That's what I was worried about when we went to the Christmas party.

So, I've been working on using a sample of Chaos to create a weapon that should theoretically be able to bypass Tragedy's defense mechanisms. I needed a telepath to implant a very specific memory into it...I would have called you, but I didn't think you'd approve.

-she takes a couple deep breaths-

I asked Jacob instead. While he was there, I thought he was acting strange, and the conclusion I drew was that he'd somehow been subverted by Chaos. So I set a trap. I built a fake gun, I tried to get him to try and shoot me.

-she stops, and her breathing begins to get more erratic. Random emotions are flickering off of her-

It didn't work. I had Cytosol check his mind, and she didn't find anything amiss. I had to explain. That I'd lied, that I didn't have the real gun ready. And then Cytosol went ahead and tried to invade his mind completely. She got Xeno and Spark to help her. She betrayed me.

-she starts to cry-

They didn't find anything either. It was a pointless, baseless suspicion. I made myself look like an idiot, and I saw the look on Jacob's face. He hates me now. I have few enough friends that I could count them on my fingers, and I lost one because I couldn't stop being paranoid for half a minute.

I don't know what to trust anymore. I can't rely on my observations. I can't rely on my team. I need to just...hide. That's what I've always been good at.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Celadon, some time ago, probably?

-also after ordering, and probably recalling her team-

Megan: I'm from Sinnoh! Pastoria specifically. My first two Pokémon are as well, though all of the rest are from Alola.

No mind to think. No will to break.

-Lucius, being the sort of person who only gets texts twice a month and so never checks their phone, only notices the message from the Drunkmin now. He sighs and rolls his eyes.-

Lucius: ...Of course they are. Looks like it's down to me to light the beacons of Gondor.

-He goes off looking for an Admin.-

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Celadon past?

Homer, after ordering: I'm from Johto, but I travel a lot for work. Does this place let you have Pokémon out?

Let's all have fun

Omega looks at the Text, stares at it for a few minutes and then responds, "YOU ARE DRUNK DES. GO TO BED."

The Ice!Blight isn't even really bothering to defend itself, the attacks are starting to really do damage, but it is also getting the Articuno closer to the center of the island.

"Hell will freeze over!"

The Reality!Blight is astonished and can't see much, "OKAY THAT IS IT!"

It holds Its hands above its head sometimes singing heyo gotta let go and proceeds to charge a large ball of energy, just as everyone arrives.

"IMMA FUCK EVERYTHING!"

The staircase only leads into a empty section, it is rather dark, and then a voice is heard, "So you are here... are you prepared?"

Icefoxes and Artordred (still with no luck in their search) are around and can be interacted with, should one desire. While not technically an Admin, Natalie is currently waiting for code to compile and water to heat up for tea.

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

-Lucius runs into Natalie as he rounds a corner.-

Lucius: Oh, hey Nat! You don't mind if I call you Nat, do you? Turns out we miiiiiiight have a bit of a situation on our hands.

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Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Natalie sighs, grabbing a mug and pouring hot water into it. "I do, but I get the sense that won't stop you. What is it... Lucius? Lucius."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Lewis: Oh, that's right, it's a no-Pokemon establishment. -recalls Arkady and Riot- Ah, Pastoria's so nice! And I caught my Pupitar in Johto. Were either of you at the mansion Christmas party in town, by any chance?

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

Lucius: It's Lucius, yeah. I just got a warning about an upcoming attack.

-He shows Natalie the text.-

Lucius: I'll admit, I don't know how reliable the info is. Could just be my mom drunkenly trying to get back in contact after I blocked her, but I don't think we should just ignore it. When the J-Team comes down on their enemies, they come down hard. I've seen the aftermath. It isn't pretty.

edited 1st Jan '18 1:14:32 PM by Herbert40k

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.