ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Tavern

Abigail: Oh.

OK, I like that much better.

Flygon: -quietly whimpers, and looks awkwardly for a place to be inconspicuous within the room-

PEFE HQ

-Giving a sheepish grin-

<Nadia: "Er... Heh... I guess you can call me that if you want...">

<Courtney: "... She's clearly delirious from staying up this late... Perhaps some rest would serve to help soothe her senses.">

<Toothless: "See you tomorrow, then?">

Spinda's Café

Forte: <Uh, what's "le roman" mean?>

Stella: <See, this is why you'll never be as pretty as me.>

PEFE HQ

Riana: Bye Toothless!

See you tomorrow! Mom say bedtime. Gummis for dinner?

Spinda's Café

Casanova!Eevee: Why, the romance! -nuzzles Stella-

Spinda's Café

Forte: <Romance? B-but I thought this was just spending time with friends!>

Marine: -nuzzles Forte- <Relax.>

Lady Brisienna: The Emperor has asked me to point you in the direction you need to go in order to complete your mission. If you want more information, I'd suggest going to the kingdom of Mauville and the local fortress here, as well as a certain other kingdom.

edited 6th Sep '13 11:33:28 PM by rmctagg09

PEFE HQ

<Courtney: >_> >

-Nadia is still looking rather sheepish-

<Courtney: "... Alright, we're going to bed now. And I think that your father wanted to sing some song to you anyways.">

<Nadia: "Heh... See you around.">

<Toothless: "... Goodnight, Riana.">

Desert Encampment - PMD-B Former Hoenn Route 111

-A Flygon with a battered right wing and wearing a bandanna with a series of 5 rhombuses fanning out is scanning the horizon at the edge of an encampment as the sun is dipping over the horizon-

<???: "Blaugh... Kids... They never listen... I just hope that someone found them...">

-Argh... I can't believe some of these little whelps. That ranking system's not there just to let you know which jobs have the most bragging rights, it's there to keep you safe! To let you know what favors mons ask you to do are within your ability to accept and which ones are way, WAY out of your league!-

<???: "I swear, sometimes I feel as if we charge babysitting fees rather than guild dues around here...">

-I mean, it's fun being a hero and all... And there's a big world But sometimes you've got to learn when to pick your fights...-

-And shifts a bit as a party consisting of an Aggron, a Hippowdon, a Camerupt, a Trapinch, and a Sandshrew draws near, all wearing scarves*

<???: "Oh! You found them! Were they alright?">

<Guild!Camerupt: "We found them on the side of the path. They were a bit roughed up, but fine...">

<Guild!Sandshrew: "Oog...">

<Guild!Hippowdon: "Looked like they got bum-rushed and robbed blind by those horrid birds towards the end of the day... The sun hadn't gotten to them yet.">

-Dazed-

<Guild!Trapinch: "Could you stop multiplying? It's hard to keep track of you.">

-It's something that I learned the hard way when I was younger and dumber. Got run into a cliff by some bandits... It's the reason why I can't get off the ground beyond short glides anymore-

<Guild!Aggron: "Blaugh... How do you guys stand that heat though? I'm parched!">

<???: "Go and pick something up from the local cantina, I've got a few words that I'd like to have with these two over something to drink...">

-The Hippowdon, Aggron, and Camerupt turn to leave-

<Guild!Aggron: "Fine by me, the place still got those Chople smoothies?">

<Guild!Hippowdon: "I think they do, actually...">

<Guild!Camerupt: "Don't go too hard on them, guildmaster... They're just kids...">

-Fetching some water-

<???: "... Well?">

<Guild!Sandshrew: "I mean... Uh... We weren't in that much trouble, were we? I mean, they were just some ducks...">

-Pouring some water out for the two into some vessels-

<???: "Those three found you passed out in a ditch under the sun. Without your gear.">

<Guild!Trapinch: "I... I mean... It's not like the ferals would have eaten us, right? You said that they usually didn't want any trouble with mons like us... Also, what happened to all the others of you, Guildmaster?">

-... I can't believe that that's seriously considered a 'civilized' term to refer to mons. And I've always wondered where the heck those "town mons" came up with it anyways. If you go back far enough, most every mon's either been a feral, is related to a feral, or is descended from a feral. Heck, half of the guild's got relatives that are ferals... They're no different from us... Barring a lack of appreciation for a society where you put other priorities before the immediate of filling your belly... They still have their likes, their habits, dreams, fears, lore...

'Feral' doesn't do that justice...-

<???: "Would that really have mattered? I mean, if you're hurt and getting baked by the sun, it's not going to matter whether or not a feral makes a meal of you or not, you'll still be dead.

And why didn't you pay attention to the rank assigned to the mission? From what I've heard, you were specifically warned that those Ducklett weren't meant for beginner teams to take on!">

-I've never understood how it was that we apparently have a tie to those mons anyways... Them and their "Union of Fifteen"... Heck, they have some nut who claims he's descended from some foreign rainbow bird as their leader! And yet... We're apparently one with them... Or we were... Even the ferals. It's how we were said to have thrown off those pretentious speciesist invaders so many moons ago... Not that you'd know... About the only thing we share in common nowadays is open borders and agreeing on dimensions for money. Even those 'civilized' mons aren't on the same page most of the time! Heck, 'King Lysol of Slateport' or whatever he used to be called apparently went off on his own without the rest of the Union and managed to get himself killed over a fight with some rocks out in the east over politics in some sea town. Something involving an 'Illusion Duchy' or something like that that's been around for the last 20000 or so moons. You know, the sort of place that's only worth visiting if you collect novelty coins or postage stamps that aren't good anywhere aside from the aforementioned rock. If the rest of the Union couldn't keep one of their own from going off to singlehandedly shut down traffic through the desert through his antics, why should we be casting our lot with them?-

<Guild!Sandshrew: "... We were just trying to help...">

<Guild!Trapinch: "Yeah...">

-Still... There's a lot of weird things that you'd never believe if it weren't for lore... Most outsiders just stare when I tell them that I got my wing thrashed before I became the leader of this guild... By a good hundred or so moons to boot... Apparently my family's said to have a bit of a warrior's spirit in our blood... Two of our ancestors were said to have fought together in battle back in the Great Uprising... And apparently I've got an uncle somewhere out there who's made it pretty big... Apparently he's some king of some rocks out in a land beyond the sea or something...-

<???: "Look... I get you, alright? Back when I was about your age, I was in your same tracks... You want to go out there, to help, to see any challenge and never have to back down from it...

Well... It's a nice thought... But ultimately, being a hero's not just about being tough...">

<Guild!Sandshrew: "... What do you mean?">

<???: "It's also about knowing when to listen to common sense... About knowing when to admit that you can't take things on by yourselves...

... I mean, you didn't think that we picked the name 'Rescue Team' out of a hat, did you?">

<Guild!Trapinch: "Eh? I thought that some of the other mons said that other mons called us 'Hunters' though.">

<???: "Bah, that name doesn't really capture what a team's all about though... But you two do get where I'm coming from, don't you?">

<Guild!Sandshrew: "... I think so, yeah...">

<Guild!Trapinch: "... Yes, Guildmaster...

... Are we in trouble?">

<???: "Normally you would be, but I think that you've suffered enough for the day... Plus that equipment isn't going to replace itself...

Go and get some rest... And check up with your friends and family beforehand, they were worried sick about you earlier today.">

-And the two depart-

-Still... For all the idiotic naivete that kids like them have... You can't help but feel awed by their optimism...

Heck, who knows? Maybe thanks to one of them, we'll all be able to be on the same page again... As we once were so many ages ago...-

Good night. Also, thanks to post-post antics in the chatroom, it has been decided that the Flygon in this post is named Drye.

edited 11th May '12 11:07:59 PM by TracerBullet

Spinda's Café

Casanova!Umbreon: Whichever you like, really. But come, now, eat, drink in the moment.

Tavern Room

Abigail: Mauville? I guess we can go there...

Can I ask her what the Machoke meant about the humans? Did I get thrown into the future or something? This isn't a good future...

edited 10th May '12 11:02:44 PM by Tangent128

Spinda's Café

Forte: <What does that mean?>

Marine: <It means enjoy yourself.>

- Is currently asleep, cuddling with Glaceon!Wolf -

Raisin Ruins

-everymon is asleep. Every has wrapped himself around All very tightly for immobilization purposes-

Near Team Iris

Rhyme: So, Krom... exactly WHERE are we going next?

Treasure Town

- Ammy is getting acquainted with Umbra's mons-

Ammy: Wait... so Umbra and Lina were born immortal?

Lumos: It's a long story.

Chrome: Very long.

Ammy: And Styx is Umbra's... sister?

Styx: Also a long story.

Ammy: ...You're all so cool!

Mata Nui: Not the reaction we expected, but OK!

Cinder: -is just now learning all this- ...What did I get myself into? @_@

Xavier: -pats Cinder-

edited 11th May '12 6:58:58 AM by Umbramatic

Treasure Town

IUF <Immortal, huh? So your lifespan might not be an issue...>

Treasure Town

Chase: <Oh, our trainer is DS.>

Goggles: <Not to be confused with a Nintendo product.>

Treasure Town

Alli honestly starts wondering if this DS person had two clones

Eskay: All right, I'll try to remember that name. Doesn't seem all that hard to forget.

Treasure Town, Alleyway

-Toxicroak, Fade, and Gyru are still at work-

Not Ruins of Alph - PMD-B

Lake takes his attention to of the Unown for a few seconds to give Skye a perplexed look.

Lake: <The Lake of Rage? Why do you want to go there?>

Alph Interior, PMD-B

Crochet: -To Lake- The Lake of Rage? Where's that?

Alph Interior - PMD-B

Lake shifts his glance to Crochet briefly.

Lake: <North-west from here. It's this big lake where a whole bunch of Magikarp and Gyarados live. Hence the name.>

Alph Interior, PMD-B

Crochet: Oh.

-I remembered Gyarados, from those rather uneventful trips between islands back when I was a Sewaddle. Really scary mons, but luckily none of them got close to our Muddy-pulled raft.-

Slateport Tavern Room, PMD-B

Carrier Pidgey: -Flies into the room- Letters for you!

-Leaves two letters before flying off-

edited 11th May '12 8:53:43 AM by rmctagg09

Spinda's Café's toilets

-strange noises and voices are coming from one of the bathroom stalls, water is also flowing from under the door-

Hoppip: Move away Magikarp, I want to get out!

Magikarp: Nuh-uh, I am the leader, so I come out first!

Hoppip: But you are a Water type! You are in your element! You can stand being down there for a little longer!

Magikarp: What? No! Not in this water! Ugh...

Hoppip: Hmmmmmm... I've got an idea!

Wynaut: -his head suddenly pops out of the toilet. He's covered in foul smelling, green sludge, yet he's still smiling dopily-

Hoppip: See? Nobody comes out first!

Magikarp: -pops his head out of the toilet, also covered in the same sludge- Is this the next dungeon floor?

Hoppip: -pops his head out, also covered in sludge- NO! How many times do I have to tell you that that place down there wasn't a dungeon, but the sewers! And I'm afraid this is a public toilet... Ewww...

Magikarp: D'awwww, and we didn't even find a Prism Scale... At least the Grimer down there were nice! They gave me this tasty treat!

-holds out a gross-looking piece of Grimy Food-

Hoppip: EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

Magikarp: You are so sensitive sometimes... Ah well, let's get out of here and... I don't know, ask somebody for a Scale?

Hoppip: Do whatever you want...

edited 11th May '12 11:00:10 AM by WackyPancake

-The first letter reads:

The second letter reads:

edited 11th May '12 9:00:24 AM by rmctagg09

Alph Interior

Skye: <Anyway, I want to go there because of what that Espeon found.>

Lake: <Oh, okay. What did he find? If you don't mind telling me...>

He didn't want to inquire into anything too personal.

Alph Interior

Skye: <I'll give you the short version... It's about an old friend.>