ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

The air bristled and crackled, static sparks flying through the air, and suddenly a blue bubble of energy appears.

Through the bubble a figure is flung, "GAH! OW!"

Followed by a Talonflame wearing a chainmail hood, who flew over to the figure who had finally landed.

"Ow... damned witch..."

The figure stood up and brushed off the blued steel of his armor and he looked about, "This looks like Santalune Forest... but... when I recalled it was filled with the undead... Lancelot what do you think?"

<Arthur you haven't eaten the bark, you can't understand me.>

Arthur sighed and stood up, straightening out his back, the sky seemed clearer... there were the hushed whispers of kids and their mons.

Something wasn't right here, Arthur looked about and marched out of the forest, "Whatever that witch intended to show me, hurts too much to be a illusion, and too confusing to attempt to convince me that I've won."

He stepped out and saw a town, he blinked, "What?"

It was... different, the buildings were of a different style, people had odd things in their hands that glowed, iron carriages were around but had no Ponytas to pull them. Wherever he was... he needed to get to Lumiose, the path should've remained the same.

Lancelot was the most interested, <By Xerneas... this place is astounding!>

Kaisei: "Uh, place that produces electricity. I think the one near here uses the sun or something..."

Hae-won: "Guessing it's another riddle for getting those chains off?"

Camilla: <He mellowed out after the war. At least, my Takumi did...>

Elizabeth: "Umm..."

Camilla: <What?>

Elizabeth: "Doesn't he remind you of...someone?"

Camilla: <What do you-. No. He's dead. I saw Corrin kill him myself.>

Elizabeth: "Anankos lived in some universes, Camilla..."

Camilla: <Oh gods.>

 The Room, past 

-Feeling slightly uneasy as I look around-

 Stormchaser, today 

-Opens the door-

Marco eventually falls back to sleep.

Arvis: -doggy headtilt- <So you make lightning magic with the sun?You'd think that'd be a source of fire magic...>

Julius: Anakos?

Jared: Hi Tagg! Homer wants to talk to you.

edited 25th May '18 3:37:33 PM by Umbramatic

Kaisei: "Eh, well, I dunno how they do it, but they convert it into electricity. There's a couple ways, dunno for sure how the one where I live back home does it either."

Arvis: <I guess I just have    burning    on the mind...>

-shakes head-

<But fascinating regardless.>

Kaisei: "Eh, fair, I do to, on and off. Makes more sense for you since you're a Houndour. Though, guess we both had other ways of burning things, so... heh."

Stormchaser, past

Bisco is hit! She resists the attack, and lets out an offended chirp.

Bisco: Whiiir... <Don't be so gosh darn rude...>

Nana: Is she, like, not supposed to be fighting...? Whatever, just—Bisco, Dazzling Gleam again!

Arthur and Lancelot entered the city, Arthur stood in awe of what he saw, grand towers touching the sky, shops full of people, laughing and amusement, a tower of metal at the center of the city. Best of all, no one was cursed, he could tell as those that were cursed with the Resurrection Plague often looked on the cusp of breaking from the constant death it seemed to invite.

Where was he? When was he? Did he get transported forward in time? Well if the with had intended to break his spirit, he was only more determined than ever, he knew now he could beat the curse.

Still, what happened to him? Arthur walked about and attempted to ask, only to be called a cosplayer (whatever that was) and got a few odd stares from people, perhaps he needed to trim the beard on his face some time soon.

He eventually found someone who directed him to the Kalosian History Museum, where he stepped in, it was free to the public after all.

Little did he know he was being watched.

Not too far off, someone at a cafe with his band of mons had just observed the Knight walk in, he dropped his sandwich and just stared in shock, unsure of what to do, not helping was his phantom limb syndrome acting up making it harder to process.

~... Don't just sit there! TALK TO HIM!~

Denali looked up and smiled, "Oh those glorious abs have returned..."

Lumiose

Colt and Sylveon had left the Stormchaser at some point, Colt proposing that some fresh air might help Sylveon get down from her high. The walked together, Colt having to relax his pace for Sylveon.

“Look, Colt,” Sylveon chimed as she gestured to Arthur. “A cosplayer,” she observed.

“That’s rude, albeit accurate,” Colt conceded. They followed him into the museum, not for him, but for the museum.

Arthur might notice them.

Arthur does notice them and after stepping inside, turns around and looks at the two, "Can I help you?"

Constant fighting and dying had made him a bit jumpy, but here the tone was different and he had done a lot to restrain himself from drawing his sword and having Lancelot roast them. They were after all, just two individuals.

<Do not mind him, he's been fighting a one man war for awhile, we're just in a unusual situation.>

 Stormchaser 

-To Jared-

Er, okay? About?

-the air has a thick, heavy feeling to it. Around the apartment are various strange phenomena:-

-a whining sound is issuing from the refrigerator-

-the Wynaut doll on the kitchen counter is turned to stare cheerily at the group, pointing at them with an earflap-

-on one wall are some tiny Turtwigs, which would be cute if they weren't growing out of dozens of holes in a cluster and crying-

-a ghostly hand is beginning to reach through the far wall-

-there's a single knock on the door-

-and another ghost has begun to claw its way out of the sofa - it's the girl from the Lake World, Odessa. A dark aura surrounds her-

Channah: -strides forward and casually stabs ghost!Odessa into the sofa with the Sword of Obedience, causing her to screech and writhe in pain where she lies, unable to move- <Thismustbehismentor'sdoing.Ihopeyouallhavesomethingwithwhichtohelpcleansethisroom.Becausethatwasmyonlyholyobject.>

Lumiose Museum

“Nah, we’re just here, wandering around Lumiose, and we figured we might as well check this place out,” Colt explained.

“You look tense, man,” Sylveon chimed, slipping back into her Kalosian accent she had spent so long repressing. “You doin’ alright? Ya need some company?”

“That Talonflame just described he had been fighting a “one-man war”,” Colt clarified to Sylveon, who he then hugged. “It’s not your fault, I still love you,” he comforted.

“But what’s so ‘unusual’?” He asked Arthur, looking for a couple of audio tour guides for the both of them.

The Room

Alright, looks like we've hit maximum spook at the same time, let's get these things dispelled or at least like... I can't remember like at long as we hit more than two thirds we don't get the bad ending for apartment care but I don't know maybe we should just dispel them all... How much stuff have we got?

Arthur blinked and looked at Lancelot, and then back to Colton and Sylveon.

"Hm..."

<Long story.>

Arthur turned back to the Museum before him and started walking about, kalosian had changed a bit over the time, but he still knew enough to communicate. He walked through before coming to "The Age of Darkness" and found that it was set around 1417, the 2nd year of the curse sweeping through.

In he walked, and there he saw something, a statue, adorned in rusted armor similar to his, sculpted in his image.

On it was a plaque that said, "Dédié à Arthur Grant. Le héros qui a sauvé Kalos de la malédiction."

Arthur felt short of breath, was he really that notable?

<Oh hey you become famous.>

Jimmy had no clue what the fuck was going on, "I'm sorry to say but I'm a soldier. I point a gun and shoot things. I direct Pokemon into combat scenarios meant to achieve a goal. Here? I'm fucking lost."

Amanita: I, uh...I've got this medallion.

-she holds it out, advancing towards the ghost hand reaching out of the wall-

Lumiose Museum

Colt and Sylveon followed Arthur, having given up on finding an audio tour. “Yeah, Sylveon, don’t touch anything?” Colt politely asked.

Sylveon nodded and walked with her trainer, eventually finding Arthur spotting a statue that looked like him.

And then Lancelot spoke up.

“That’s you?” Sylveon asked before she shook her head. The marijuana was dying down.

Swiftly she removed her scarf and wrapped her feelers around her trainer’s arm. Yeah, I miss this, too, Colt thought.

edited 25th May '18 7:47:43 PM by AbsentCoder

Arthur saw Sylveon change shape and just decided that was honestly the least weird thing.

"Yes, that is me. My name is Arthur Grant, pleasure to meet you."

Arthur walked around the room, reading up on what history he could, though to his eyes, some things were blurred... he raised a eyebrow and turned to Lancelot, who shrugged as well. "Seems the Witch doesn't want us knowing everything... Still... we succeed."

Arthur stroked his beard, "So... there is no curse... Kalos is fine and prosperous, and who might you be exactly?" Arthur asked Colton.

Silas was also nearby, just staring in stunned silence.

Lumiose

“Name’s Colton. Colton Rever,” he introduced. “And, uh, who’s this “witch”?” He asked. “And what’s this “curse”?” He added.

“I’ll be honest, I have a lot of questions, but I’ll answer some of yours if I can in exchange,” he offered, stuffing Sylveon’s scarf into his jacket and placing his headphones around his neck from inside his jacket.

Sylveon wasn’t listening; she was rubbing the back of her trainer’s hand against her head, eventually moving to get his palm touching her head.

-Ever yawns-

Ever: Breeze?

Breeze: <'Sup.>

Ever: Where are Jab and Jab?

Breeze: <Wandered off.>

Ever: You didn't stop them?

Breeze: <They said they had your permission.>

Ever: ...Son of a glitch.

Breeze: <That doesn't sound cool.>

Ever: Eh, I like it.

 The Room 

-Pulls out the candle-

I've got this.