ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Goldenrod

Deziree: Alright then...

Sewaddle: <Get on vith it already!>

Deziree: Alright, alright - you're name is... Edna.

SewaddleEdna: ... <Zis name sounds familiar.>

Deziree: Oh, don't worry. I'm sure no confusion will occur. Often.

Edna: <Very well zhen.>

Deziree: Alright now - oh, hey!

-Deziree spots Savannah and waves.-

Deziree: Hey, Savannah! Congratulations again for winning the contest yesterday!

I know it's just... Really gotta improve security around here...

Goldenrod

Joseph: ...Pent, sweetie, don't you think you're getting a bit paranoid?

Goldenrod City

Savannah: Ah, hello! A-and thanks!

-She pauses and looks down, rubbing her hands together.-

U-um... I don't think I asked. What did you catch?

I... I can't let it happen again. You saw what happened with... Oh right you forgot about them. We have made far too many enemies to not be concerned about retribution, and even then at any time someone could say the wrong thing and cause a drastic Slip that kicks are arses into the void. We need to be able to stop this. I need to be able to stop this.

Goldenrod

Joseph: For one, I got my memories of them back. Why do you think I was crying?

Two, it is not solely your responsibility. That sort of thinking leads to nothing but misery.

Goldenrod

-Sarah watches the sparks from around Selene-

Sarah: Oooooh. Too bad I can't do anything like that, even considering what my parents could do.

Goldenrod

Deziree: I caught this Sewaddle.

Edna: <Hmm... home-made dress from ze looks of it. Rather vell made, but odd to wear such clozing as casual...>

Deziree: She, uh, is kinda opinionated.

Selene: Huh. They sound remarkable! I... think I met your mom once, in passing? I'm not sure. I don't think I ever spoke to her myself.

edited 9th Nov '14 7:07:17 PM by DuneTheWanderer

Goldenrod City

Savannah: She is...? Sorry, I can't... er...

Somewhere between Ecruteak and Mahogany.

-Camp!-

-Jason, recently rehumanified, lets his new Weedle out of the Sport Ball.-

Weedle:<Hmph. Whatcha want? I was busy.>

Doing what, exactly?

<...Sleeping.>

-Snrk.-

<Hush!>

Sorry, sorry. Anyway. I was thinking for a bit on what to name you...and I think I got it.

-The Weedle does the Weedle equivalent of an eyebrow raise.-

<Oh? Fine. Let's hear it.>

Beedrill are known to be strong...so Champion so work just fine...

Alright...your new name is...Cham-

-At that moment, allergies happen.-

Wachoo!

-The Weelde blinks.-

Weedle:<Whazzat? Chamo? Huh. OK, fine I like it.>

-Jason blinks.-

O...k...? Not the name I had in mind...

Yeah...-sniff- Chamo...welcome to the team...

Darn allergies...

Goldenrod

Deziree: Oh, don't worry about her.

Edna: <Ze last person who said zat ended up getting a leaf to ze face!>

Deziree: So, how has your Butterfree been doing?

I-it's either gotta be me or Tagg, noone else knows how deep and twisted the world can get... And Tagg is not one for sitting around planning. So I'm pretty much what's left. Luckily I know all about the weird and wonderful that Slips can bring...

Goldenrod City

Savannah: Oh, he's...

-The Butterfree flies in front of Savannah's face and covers her mouth.-

Butterfree: <Please be silent a moment. I'd like to try a brief social experiment.>

-The Butterfree flies forward and Savannah looks down again.-

Butterfree: <Look at me yourself. You clearly understood that Sewaddle, correct? Now, from a glance, you tell me. How am I doing?>

Goldenrod

Sarah: I wouldn't be surprised. She has this habit of showing up to everyone once and then going on being anywhere except for nearby. Part of the whole "mysterious undead champion" thing.

Goldenrod

Joseph: ...

...if you want me to help, I can learn about Slips. I went through stories, remember.

It's... It's not something that can be taught. It's fundemental, a crackening of the ideals and revelation of the barest concept of reality. I can handle this on my own though, just need to find the right story, slip it into the unsaid cracks of the world and weave the connection shut...

Goldenrod

Selene: That kinda reminds me of Champloo, though he tends to jump in and be direct more often than not.

-Deziree puts her finger to her chin and tilts her head.-

Deziree: Well, you have the basics down, but you severely lack basic tact when asking for attention in any given situation. A simple tap on the shoulder, or even a spirited beating of your wings, would have signified that you wished to speak up.

Goldenrod

Joseph: Ah.

-long silence-

Joseph: I feel like this will end poorly.

Goldenrod

Sarah: I... think Champloo's case is a bit more different than just that.

edited 9th Nov '14 7:20:21 PM by BittersweetNSour

Goldenrod

Selene: Champloo in general is just... more different.

-Selene brushes away something tickling her forehead, and jumps back when she sees it's the tail of a red bandana.-

Selene: AH!

-Attached to that bandana is a Lucario, hanging upside down from a lamppost.-

Champloo: <Hiyahiyahiya! Good evening!>

Selene: Moonbeam above, Champloo, don't do that!

Goldenrod

Sarah: ...Speak of the Ghost Lord, I guess.

Goldenrod City

Butterfree: <Kh kh kh... Not the answer I was hoping for. I express my disappointment and so forth, yadda yadda yadda...>

-He flies back behind Savannah.-

Butterfree: <Regardless, now that you are useless to me as a subject for this current test, I can inform you that I'd like to believe I have adapted well thus far. However, even the most simple of social experiments are much more difficult to arrange when the majority of those around you do not understand your language. This is unsurprising, of course, yet still... disappointing.>

Goldenrod

Champloo: <Such a strange saying! People say it all the time, yet Umbra appears nowhere but where he is at the moment!>

Selene: That's not what-

Champloo: <But anyway, my apologies for interrupting.>

-Champloo pulls himself up and begins balancing on top of the lamppost, going through what appears to be exercise drills.-

Selene: ... Different.

-Familiarity dawns in Deziree's eyes.-

Deziree: ... You're a scientist. A social scientist.

Goldenrod

Sarah: ...Very different...

-She yawns-

Sarah: Anyway, uh... it's getting late. I'm gonna go... y'know, sleep through nightmares again.

Goldenrod

Selene:

-Selene hugs Sarah.-

Selene: One thing my mother always said is to remember, even when the sky is black, the Moon is still there, even if you can't see it. Even when things look bleakest, darkest, saddest... that the moon will always wax again. Even if you don't want to believe it yourself.