Mystery Dungeons and Dragons - The RP Thread

Swanna House - Humans

"Hey, I think they're gettin' up! Go and get the signora!" comes the sound of a disembodied voice - somehow, this doesn't feel like how you normally wake up - like you've been sleeping for days.

and when you do wake up, you're in some kind of wooden building, laying on hay in what seems to be fashioned into some kind of bed. Looking around the room, there are a couple of pokémon - a Swanna coming up the staircase craning around to check all of on you led up by a Timburr, whilst another Timburr was pacing up and down as if they were patrolling the beds - and the other beds, full of pokémon too - all of whom look about as bad as you feel.

Perhaps you don't even realise you've become a pokémon yet. Some of you have a body you'd even call human-like. But it's definitely happened, sooner or later you'll notice...

Post Town square was about twice as vibrant as it usually was - even if the town was only tiny, there's a lot happening in the town these days. Almost everyone in town knows about the strange pokémon they found out cold and brought into Swanna House - and given that the last strange pokémon they found like that was Umbreon there's a million guesses everyone's making as to who they are.

But some of the chatter around town wasn't as much positive. There was news that could strike fear into the heart of every pokémon - Rayquaza, a dragon that only the legends spoke of seemed to be very much real - not just that, but the legends seemed to speak of lies. The dragon did not seem to be a protector, instead it only wanted destruction and chaos.

The buzz in the town today was around Swanna House, and even some pokémon going over to Pokémon Paradise just down the road - if what everyone was saying about Rayquaza was true, surely team Poképals was going to be heading out to take a look.

While Steven couldn't see clearly at first, he sense of touch wasn't too impaired. He could feel hay so that must mean he was on some type of farm or something. Why wasn't he on a bed or a couch?

This was minor compared to how strange Steven's body felt like now and it wasn't only that Steven felt like he's sleeping for a while. It felt like his body was covered in hair, feeling it touch the hay. His limbs felt a lot shorter, there was a feeling of fuzziness in his cheeks and his ears seemed larger. And while Steven could feel that he was wearing a top, he didn't feel like he was wearing anything from the waist down.

Opening his eyes, Steven looked below the hoodie he was wearing and saw his lower body. While his vision was still fuzzy, he could tell his body was yellow and fuzzy. Taking a look at his hand, it looked like it was covered in yellow fur as well.

The surprise caused Steven to discharge the electricity stored in his cheeks and shock himself with it, not helping the sudden panic.

Because Steven was so focused on himself right now, he didn't pay attention to the Pokemon surrounding him

edited 3rd Jun '14 7:41:26 AM by JustaUsername

After the electric charge dissipated, Steven could hear the click-click-click dog claws make when a dog walks on a wooden floor; then something warm and wet touched his face for a moment. Something barked about half a metre away; were he to listen intently enough, it would be possible for Steven to distinguish some words, such as “beaten up like a baby Poochyena” and “stinks of fear”.

Randy awoke, and rubbed his eyes with like usual. He was taken aback when he saw his hands were red. Had he slept in his gloves again. It was just so hard to take to costume off sometimes. The fact that he could only see from one eye confirmed it. He was wearing his costume. Was this a Grudge Match? Had he been put out for the count?

The Macho... guy looked around the room, and saw a bunch of weird animals around him some awake, some sleeping. Was he gonna have to snap them into a... leash? He hoped not. Randy did a lot, but there were two things he drew the line on: Animals smaller than Great White Sharks, and that weird "wrestling" they did down in Mehico. He hoped neither wrestling animals or Mexican wrestling would ever be something he had to do.

He stood up, and felt strangely small. Fighting animals in a Giant House? He didn't remember signing up for this. And what had knocked him out? He got into a defensive pose and started searching for his opponent.

Ugh...what the heck...I just...what happened?

I attempt to open my eyes, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings. Hay...spikes...ooh, spikes...maybe I'm wearing one of those body-suit thingies...

This thought is quickly disregarded as I get a glance of a colossal swan walking about. Either that is the most realistic costume ever, or...oh;oh my....YES!!! YESSSSSSS!!! FINALLY, IVE ENTERED A FANTASY WORLD WITH TROPES AND CLICHES AND STUFF!!! MAYBE I CAN PUT MY KNOWLEDGE TO GOOD USE!!! OR USE PERIOD!!!

I attempt to verbalized this, but all my manage is an inaudible groan. Maybe I should try a bigger outburst and see if that gets me up!!!

"HEY I—" I immediately shut up as I realize I have awoken. Now...hmm...well, I have no ideas. I'm outnumbered, probably like a 'special Magickarp with spikes glued on him' or something and wait POKÉMON!!!???

...Realizing I have no idea what to do, I slowly slink back into bed and fall asleep.

edited 3rd Jun '14 8:14:06 PM by Dimentiosome

Hearing the clicking noise made Steven worry a bit and he shivered when the Houndour's tongue went across his face. The dog didn't seem to want to have him for dinner though, which gave him some relief.

Short lived relief, as Steven was not fond of the words directed towards him. Suddenly jumping up on his two feet, the pichu shouted "I am not a baby!" The words came out in a voice higher pitched than Steven's human voice. "Oh god, is this what I sound like now!?"

Steven finally got a good look at the room. There wasn't a human in sight, just weird looking creatures. Like that swan with the feather bra and those two humanoid things with the weird pink bands around them. But the thing that seemed to most stand out was that bird that seemed like it wearing a Mexican wrestling mask.

After seeing his surroundings, he asked to nobody in particular "Where the heck am I?"

edited 4th Jun '14 7:04:30 AM by JustaUsername

Randy turned towards Steven, surprised to see that the animal could talk.

"You're in the ring, dude! You're the one who knocked me out?"

Randy flexed his muscles, trying to show off his strength and intimidate the creature in front of him.

Shemp had finished up a nice little order of business - dropping off a particular box of berries someone had ordered - and was slowly walking back to his store. He was taking his time, not really feeling a big rush, and lumbering down the street. Passing Swanna's joint, he noticed a few faces he had never seen before through the window. That could only mean one thing.

Customers.

"Oh, hello there," he said, stepping inside. "You new in town? Welcome to Post Town! If you're hungry and looking for a place to buy yourselves some berries, I run the store just a few doors down. Shemp's. I'm Shemp. Pleasure meeting you people."

Bruce woke up to find himself in a... Farm? Hay, yes, it is hay.Was he stopping the wicked from attacking farmers before he got here? His thoughts were halted when he noticed one of the animals was threatning a smaller one. He ran and put himself between Steve and Randy.

"I came here to stop your wicked machinations evildoer! Surrender now or prepare to fight! I'm warning you, I have no mercy for your wicked kind!" The Machop put on a fighting stance and stared straight at the bird.

edited 4th Jun '14 6:41:45 AM by LiorVal

Taking advantage of Bruce's distraction, Thomas launches up and tackles the nearest Swanna, causing both to collapse. He quickly counts how many Pokémon are in the room and any potential weapons he could use.

At least, he tries to.

edited 4th Jun '14 2:48:42 PM by Dimentiosome

Randy ignored the weird creatures around him for now, and turned towards the guy inbetween him and the yellow mouse.

What the hell, Randy thought, is this thing supposed to be. Nevertheless, it seemed to be his opponent for this match. Randy charged it with a speed he hadn't had for nearly ten years (That's kinda weird), and jumped, wrapping the freak in a headlock. As he held the... thing in place, we whispered to it:

"That a costume or something? Looks really realistic."

edited 4th Jun '14 6:54:59 AM by MusikMaestro

Crobatman was successfully put in a headlock, he tried to get gadgets out of his belt, which, as you might guess, is now just a hip with nothing on it. What? Did the farmers take them?

"What are you blabbering about villain?" He said as he tried to to hit Randy in the stomach with his elbow.

edited 4th Jun '14 7:27:55 AM by LiorVal

“Post Town,” someone barked behind Steven. Were he to look, he'd see a black dog nearly twice as tall as him staring at him with a dour look. That dog looked like a Doberman, if Dobermans had skull-like markings on their heads and rib-like markings on their flanks, anyway.
The Houndour scratched his droopy ear with his back leg. “You'd better get out of their way,” he told Steven, nodding toward the fighting Pokémon.

Things were getting weirder by the second. First, the wrestler bird thought that he knocked him out and looked like he was itching for a fight, then the humanoid with ridges on his head acted like a superhero and the two fought. And not to forget the plant dinosaur suddenly bursting in to promote his shop.

Where the heck is this place? Madness apparently.

Soon a familiar voice butted in, telling the true name of this town. He turned to see the tall black dog that Steven thought licked him earlier. Advising him to get out of the way, Steven was more than willing to, heading out of the conflict and close to Shemp.

Randy was knocked off by the blow to the stomach, and sent flying back. It was almost like he had a weaker, lighter bone structure.

"Don't play dumb! This is some kind of Grudge Match, right? A new up and comer with a weird suit trying to take down the Champ?" Randy whispered to the previously headlocked Machop. "Just tell me what the outcomes supposed to be and I'll improvise. I've gotten good a it in my years in the business."

Randy now spoke aloud to the gathered crowd: "Who wants to see me run WILD on this punk!?"

edited 4th Jun '14 9:42:56 AM by MusikMaestro

"I don't have time for your games fiend! Are you planning to use these innocent civilians for your business?"

"People, get out of here, this man is tricking you!" He exclaimed as he made a sharp gesture for them to evacuate.

"Come on dude, I'm just trying to make a living. Just tell me what's going on, or I'll really run wild on ya! Then you'll know all about it", Randy said, whispering again.

Since most Houndours can't Face Palm and Dour was no exception, he settled for rolling his eyes and standing away from the fighting Pokémon. He had no doubt that sooner or later someone would come and give them a sound thrashing — if not the Timburrs' boss, then someone else.

"Yeah, run wild on the crazy guy!" One of the Timburr yelled out back at Randym before a stern glare from Signora Swanna compelled him otherwise. In a u-turn that would astound a politician he quickly gave Swanna a nod. "Right! I'll go get the boss!"

Thomas had either not accounted for the situation properly, or failed to consider that the other Timburr stood between himself and Swanna - as he made a lunge for Swanna, he was intercepted by Timburr's log, and thrown backwards onto the ground, as Swanna shook her head at him. "Listen, we found you outside, all of you looked badly hurt, I know you're confused, but we're here to help you, okay? We're not like the other pokémon around here and we actually care for helping each other."

Finally, the swan pokémon turned around to the Tropius, who seemed to be taking the opportunity to hawk his wares. A rather inopportune opportunity at that. Rather than a third disapproving glare, Swanna instead looked somewhat confused. "Shemporan, is this really the best time?"

Thomas slowly pushes himself up and smiles sheepishly. Hesitantly, he states:

"I...uh...thought you were the bad guys. Usually at the start of some series, the bad guy shows up just to show how strong they are.. So...uh...I'm...just...gonna...crawl back in bed now. Yeah. Yup. Uh huh. Yeah. Ooh, cozy. Heheheheh..."

He climbs back into the hay, trying his best to look unconscious. Better to just leave the conversation than to make it worse.

edited 7th Jun '14 1:58:52 PM by Dimentiosome

"Lady Swanna," Shemp said. "When I arrived, they were still just sitting down, so yes, I thought it was an appropriate time to say hello."

He looked down at the Pichu who had gotten close. "Hello."

Steven's ears wiggled when he heard that these creatures called themselves Pokemon. They're creatures from that Nintendo franchise, that crazy one did look a little like a Lucario. But he needed to get this straight.

It seemed the plant-dinosaur was greeting him, so it looks like they'll be the one asked. "Um, hello. I just have something to ask, did that swan just call us Pokemon?"

Shemp gave a curious look to the Pichu who was asking silly questions, and lowered his neck until his head was at the same level as the Pichu's. "Yes. But her name's Swanna, not Swan."

Confirmation to his answer and weird species names, he's definitely in a world of Pokemon.

Steven said to himself "How did I get turned into a Pokemon!?" Looking at his body again, he then added "And do I have to be something small?"

"Oh, urm, uh, well," Shemp said, horror on his face as he brought his head up and started to stammer out a response. "When a female pokemon and a male pokemon love each other very much, they - wait, how old are you, kid? Where's your mom? You should ask her."