ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Hydreigon: <Got it.>

-Decides to wait for any recruits to come over for sparring-

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-Finishes eating his breakfast-

Well, I guess I'll just wait for Wolf to show up whenever.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

-a Tyrogue walks up to Sunny-

Tyrogue: <Me! Me! I want to try!>

Sunny: <Go ahead then. See if you can use what I taught you.>

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Back at the Colony

-Have spent an hour or so talking to Inka about life and stuff. Looks at watch...-

— Right... *sighs* This reminds me, I still have to go to the northern deck as we agreed, Inka.

Inka (moves ears) — <Oh, yes... we are thankful to your association for this help, Silent.>

-me nods-

— I'll go fetch the container from [REDACTED] with the supplies, medication and TMs, and ship opt-ins to the headquarters too. — looks away — I hope they have been having fun at the experimental habitat...

Inka — <...You don't sound too convinced.>

— I have been having trouble to contact our base for some time. At first it was just minor issues, what with You-Know-Who... but now I can barely get past from the AI's message responding system.

Inka (worried) — <"AI"? Are the colony kits all right?>

-Shift around uncomfortably-

— Well... I assume so. An "AI" is a sort of brain that helps us manage the place, Inka... if you remember that time long ago when we assaulted that base?>

Inka — <Ah, that time...> — growl-smiles — <Yes, it was fun...> — stares at me and speaks softly — <It was before you started being busy all the time...>

— I know, I know... but I've been spending more time around the Colony these days. It's just... well, it is you who have gone secluded for some reason.

-Inka doesn't answer-

— Anyway. I trust that the headquarters are OK. If there was any abnormal situation or an emergency, the virtual brain would send us and Prof. Oak a specially crafted message, so — comes closer to pet Inka — no worries. Here, here.

-This time Inka lets me pet her, but remains in silence-

Inka — <Thanks... well, now...> — looks up at the sun, then back at me — <Ni-Frith has almost hit... you must go. Remember to be back before dusk.>

-frown-

— "Ni-Frith"?

Inka — <The time when the sun is high in the sky.>

— Right... you have to teach me that language of yours some other time... — go pick my stuff up — bye, Inka.

-Inka leans down and smooches me-

— Be going now. Behave, and don't go all hidden.

-I go away, heading south to find my way to the Magnet Train railway, thinking for a moment if the tremors I felt a short distance away when I was talking to Inka were a signal of her mate-

-Some time after, back at Inka-

Inka — <...> -sighs.

-A Nidoking emerges from the shadows-

“Dad” — <Olma hyzeen-Marli✦

... are you OK?>

Inka — <Yes... I am. I will be.> — sobs softly.

-The Nidoking tries to get closer to embrace the female-

“Dad” — <Are you sure you want to do this? To him?>

Inka — <He knows this. He will learn eventually...> — stares at her mate — <No one has seen U Fritrah for a long long time. More than we can remember...> — sighs — <We must protect whatever we can.>

“Dad” — <I will be there with you...>

Inka — <I know... just make sure the kit stays away.>

-lets out a single tear, rubbing her mate's chest-

Inka — <...Away from him...>

-The Nidoking nods and nuzzles Inka the embrace now stronger. Inka barely manages to supress tears anylonger-

edited 23rd Oct '11 4:02:23 PM by SilentReverence

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Hydreigon: -Looks at the Tyrouge- <Prepare yourself!>

-Makes a bunch of challenging roars-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

So, tell me- who still has their memory, and what does most of this world look like? And how have people's pasts changed?

I'm alive and less annoying than ever before.

-Clutches head in pain-

<Mafiya!Honchkrow: "Nngh!">

<Avtoritet!Murkrow: "Ah! Chto ne tak?!">

<Mafiya!Honchkrow: "Takoe chuvstvo, chto moya golova vzorvet-sya!">

-After recovering from the apparent headache-

-Gesturing at Iron Marrow and Garchomp-

<Mafiya!Honchkrow?: "... Have those two stay here. I have business to attend to with the other three...">

<Avtoritet!Murkrow: "Da... That can be arranged... Do you wish to bring some of the others with you?">

<Mafiya!Honchkrow?: "... Nyet... This is something that I wish to handle on my own...">

<Avtoritet!Murkrow: "But you'll be outnumbered! Surely you can't me-">

<Mafiya!Honchkrow?: "Sleduite moemu prikazu!">

<Avtoritet!Murkrow: "Yesli ty tak govorish...">

-Goes off a short distance with Nadia, Shaun, and Vlad, just out of earshot of the other Murkrow, Garchomp, and Iron Marrow-

<Mafiya!Honchkrow?: "... This is going to sound like idiotizm... But... Do you have names?">

<Vlad: "Yeah! I'm Vlad, this is Shaun and Nadia, and the little guy is Toothless!">

<Nadia: "... Why on earth did you want to kno- ... You're not...">

<Shaun: "... Sonny, is that you?">

-After a long pause-

<Sonny: "... Da... It is...">

-Nadia instinctively attempts to hide Toothless away-

<Toothless: "Nadia... I don't think that he's in the mood for that right now...">

<Shaun: "... But that's impossible! You're supposed to be with Tracer! It's been almost 7 years at this point!">

<Sonny: "Tra- Oh, right... ... Things went a little differently for me here... Or this time... Ugh. I don't know what to call this...">

<Vlad: "So is the Murkrow that was with you one of your siblings?">

-An uncomfortable pause later-

<Sonny: "... They're all dead, oshibka... They've been dead for over pyat let...">

<Toothless: "...">

<Nadia: "... They're what?">

<Shaun: "... How did that happen?">

edited 10th Aug '11 9:09:01 PM by TracerBullet

Hard Boiled Detective Since 1985

-the Tyrogue backs up a bit, then leaps toward Hydreigon-

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Only the Minds of Crystal kept their memories, though RP!Tagg regained his fairly quickly. As for this universe, Hoenn's partially flooded because no one stopped Rayquaza, Sinnoh's human population has been evacuated due to DS failing to close the portal to the Distortion World, and Unova's under the control of Artemis and Anom's Scolipede.

Hydreigon: -Catches the Tyrouge with one head hand while the other stops about a couple inches from his throat- <Frontal attacks are never a good idea. Your moves are too easily telegraphed. If this were a real battle, you'd be dead.>

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

I can have an alternate memory for a while, right?

I'm alive and less annoying than ever before.

Tyrogue: <Eeeeep!>

-Sunny shakes his head-

Sunny: <Were you not listening to what I said? We don't need brute force. We need to be subtle.>

Tyrogue: <O-Okay, I get it! Can you put me down now?>

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Yeah.

Hydreigon: -Lets the Tyrogue go- <Remember this lesson well.>

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

-Finally, Lake reached the end of the cave. Gingerly, the Feraligatr stepped out into the morning sun, squinting as his eyes adjusted to the bright light.

What he found, though, gave him a huge shock.-

Lake: <I'm...Home?>

Route 29

-There was no mistaking it. This was Route 29. Johto. Home. Or close to it, anyway.

It was just how he remembered it. The clusters of trees, the long grass, the steep ledges, the ever present Mt. Silver looming in the distance. It was all the same.

Several questions began to form in Lake's mind. One: How on EARTH had he gotten here? That tunnel may have been long, but it certainly wasn't long enough to link Sinnoh and Johto. Even if Sinnoh wasn't too far away.

Two: had he time traveled? He had just been through the Time Tunnels, after all. But wait...They only when to different points in time, not space, right?

Lake assumed that was how it worked anyway.

And finally, Three: had Dialga actually done anything? At first glance, everything seemed fine to Lake. Time seemed to be running smoothly. Nothing was moving backwards, or too fast or slow. There seemed to be no indication that the Time Monarch had gone mad and destroyed the world.

All in all, things weren't making much sense to Lake at the moment.

Tired out from walking for miles down that tunnel, Lake walks over to a nearby tree and lies down in the shade under it. Taking a few moments to rest before deciding on his next move.-

-the Tyrogue runs back to his place in the audience-

Sunny: <Anyone else care to try?>

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

-Walks around inside the station-

An old train station? This must be where the Battle subway used to be..

-On a roof in Celadon-

<Sonny: "... I was young and angry... Angry of being passed up for being the avtoritet for that glupyi podhalim... So I snuck into the place where the bratva had its hoard and stole a Dark Stone...">

<Shaun: "... So that's how you became your murder's leader... At least during this time...">

<Vlad: "... But... How did your siblin-?">

<Sonny: "... That old vedma... Ona byla mstitelnaya suka... She couldn't just accept defeat and leave with that podhalim of hers...">

<Toothless: "Oh... Oh wow...">

-Thinking-

<Nadia: "I can't believe this... But I actually feel sorry for him...">

<Nadia: "Sonny...">

-Hanging head-

<Sonny: "... I was such a tupitsa! How could I have not considered that she would do something like that!">

<Vlad: "But... We can still fix this...">

<Shaun: "You'll come with us, won't you?">

<Sonny: "... Nyet.">

<Nadia: "What do you mean "no", you stupid bird?! Don't you want to keep this from happening?!">

<Sonny: "... Do you have any idea as to how you plan to keep any of this from happening?">

<Vlad: "... Uh...">

<Shaun: "... That's what we're trying to figure out...">

<Sonny: "Then why on earth should I gamble away what I have?">

<Nadia: "...">

<Toothless: "... He might have a point...">

<Sonny: "My bratva is all that I have left... Moi bratya i sestry are all dead, I have no idea where to even begin looking for moya podruga, and odds are that Tracer wouldn't even recognize me!">

<Shaun: "Sonny... Please...">

<Sonny: "Nyet! You might not have something to lose! But I do! Now just leave me be!">

<Nadia: "...">

<Vlad: "...">

<Shaun: "...">

<Sonny: "... We're probably holding up the other two... We should go back... I'll tell my bratki that you're free to go...">

-Returns with the three to the group-

Hard Boiled Detective Since 1985

- The two Yamask keep an eye on Star, wondering if they should try approaching her -

-wanders around some more, then goes into one of the tunnels-

-checks the gym for anyone, but finds nobody is in it, and walks over to the Battle Subway instead-

Yamask 1: <She is on her way into the tunnel where they keep the supplies!>

Yamask 2: <Should we follow her?>

Yamask 1: <Nah. We better be guarding the entrance.>

- The two Yamask go back to guarding the entrance -

- Meanwhile, in said tunnel, the Sawk and the Whimsicott are looking through the supplies they were sent from Oblivia earlier -

Sawk: <... Not much we can do with these things.>

Whimsicott: <I'm sure our leader can think of someway to use these things in our battle against the Scolipede and the Liepard.>

Sawk: <Yeah, he does have a unique way of thinking...>

Whimsicott: <... Although, it might take him some effort to come up with ways to use these things. I mean, a door knob... a feather duster... The Holy Grail...>

Sawk: (nods) <Well, it should be interesting to see what his creative mind will come up with.>

Goldenrod, near the Gym

-I walk around letting some time pass before heading back to the house to help the Nidorans pack for their travel to [REDACTED]; I pretend to ignore the squad of three Nidorina tracking my steps across the squares and streetcorners.-

Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?

-Walks into the tunnel and spots Whimisicott And Sawk-

What are those pokemon doing? And what's with all the junk?

-hears the two pokemon discuss the contents of the box-

-Blinks-

Did those pokemon just...talk? That's it, I'm going crazy.

-turns to leave, but trips over a box on the way out-

Whimsicott: <...? What was that?>

Sawk: <Hello? Is someone else in here?>

New Bark Town - Professor Elm's Lab

-Soon after the lab had been broken into by a trainer with distinctive Red hair, Elm decided to take steps to increase his lab, as well as his home's, security.

Elm started with simple preventative measures (such as locking the window and doors at night, as well as fitting a sophisticated alarm system), but even then, he didn't feel quite safe. After all, locks could be picked, and security systems could be sabotaged.

The Professor was considering hiring a Guard, but then he remembered the Chikorita that he had left over from his latest batch of starters...

Now, three years on from the incident, the Chikorita is now a Meganium, as well a Professor Elm's personal body guard and night watchmon.

Her job was simple really. All she had to do was sleep in the lab at night and make that anyone who tried to break in would come to regret that decision.

Thankfully, it had never come to that.

Not until this morning, that was.

It was still early, and the Professor had most likely only just gotten up and started having breakfast with his family when Meganium heard someone or something knock on one of the window.

Thinking that it's probably a Pidgey pecking on the window or something, Meganium cautiously goes over to check, her vines drawn and ready to whip any potential intruders, and her flower ready to spray a cloud of Stun Spore in order to neutralize the threat as soon as possible.

Carefully, the Sauropod Pokémon leans her neck down to look out of the window in order to see if anything is there.-

Meganium: <...Hello?>

-Meganium is answered by a blue reptilian head with a prominent red crest and huge yellow jaw poking into view.-

Lake: <...Hi.>

edited 31st Jul '11 12:38:41 PM by Luke924

Somewhere in Unova

Under a shadow away from where the forces of the rulers would not bother to search, two figures stand: a person around the age of 17*

, and a Pokémon. The human, wearing a cloak, was a woman, if her personality claimed otherwise. Her arms and legs had quite a few long scars, most of which were presumably four years old. The cloak she wore had various pockets, obviously to hide objects of any worth.

So, this hellhole is ruled by Pokémon?

Her Pokémon partner, a Weavile, wore a red neckerchief and a few stolen articles of jewelry. He was also visibly scarred, with torn ear and tail feathers, but nonetheless still leered at the outside world with no fear.

Weavile: A Liepard and Scolipede, to be precise. Apparently, there's some sort of "war" going on here. *snicker* Ah, pure good and pure evil, how cute.

Fun. By any chance, is it possible they may have a party to crash?

Weavile: There are always parties to crash, Agent. Of course, the guards here like to think they're Serious Business. They kill people for looking at them funny.

Card Carrying Villains? No sweat. We're going to have fun here!

I'm alive and less annoying than ever before.

Route 9

A lone man with a cape kicks away a badly beaten biker.

Tch. You're weak. It's a sad sight to see someone like you with Pokemon. If you're a real man, you fight without Pokemon, like I do.

A Minccino leaps out of the grass stops in front of the draped individual.

I thought I told you to stop following me. Really, you're getting on my nerves. If you don't wanna get beaten too, I suggest you scram.

The Minccino cocked its head and dashed back into the grass.

Seriously, It pisses me off to see them waste their power on mundane things like battles.

Turns and walks into Challenger's Cave

There is no night without dawn. The sun is always sure to rise.